Overtime.

You stroll the mall for a half hour looking for places to take Jess next. On the whim of your fancy, you head back to the shoe store. Once there, you convince the owner to come to your house tonight, and for her to bring the CD-Rom. You set the scenario and tell her how you plan for things to transpire. She agrees and immediately calls her husband to inform him of their plans for the night.

Being creative, you head back to the lingerie store and invite the sales girl also, telling her that Jess ‘really’ wanted her to attend a small get-together. You could see her eyes light up at the prospect of reuniting with Jess.

Now with plans in place you head back to the photo store. However, much to your surprise, you note that the ‘Studio In Use’ sign is still lit, and the electronic sign now indicates that they will be unavailable for another thirty minutes. You wonder if things are progressing as planned and become anxious to see the photos. You feel your cock harden as the imagined poses appear in your head. You pace nervously, finally leaving the area to clear your mind. When you return at four o’clock, you spot an average looking middle-aged woman sitting in the waiting area. The sign is still lit, and the unavailable sign now reads five o’clock. ‘Another hour?’ you scream to yourself.

After regaining your composure, you ask the waiting woman how long she’s been there, and what’s going on. She politely responds that she had a four-thirty appointment. She claimed that she had arrived early per her instructions, and that the young woman greeted her, apologizing for a slight delay. The waiting woman added that the clerk offered additional prints at no charge for the inconvenience.

You nervously ask if anything else happened.

She then recalled that the clerk looked rather ragged, almost exhausted when she came out. She made a couple calls, and then escorted two men into the studio before telling her to please wait.

Now you’re reeling! You feel your heart beating a mile a minute, knowing full well what’s happening inside that studio. You try your best to hide your nervousness from the unsuspecting waiting client. You excuse yourself and pace the entire mall once more. The longer you walk around aimlessly, the more confused you become. While it is exciting to think of Jess with the three men, you grow increasingly jealous at not having the ability to witness it first hand. As your jealousy increases, so does your anger. With that on your mind, you notice a quaint store you’ve passed by several times today. ‘That’s it,” you exclaim to yourself, “That’s where we’re going next.”

Having subdued your anger and jealousy you head back to the studio, finding Jess and the clerk, chatting over the counter. The waiting woman was no longer present, presumably inside for her appointment. Both, Jess and the cute clerk are smiling and giggling, their faces displaying a ‘certain’ glow. Their animated behavior stops abruptly when they notice you are there. Jess hugs you tightly, and plants a firm, kiss on your lips, melting your angered resolve away. When she thrusts her tongue into your mouth your attention shifts to the growing bulge in your pants. The clerk’s cough interrupts your little interlude.

Jess turns to the lovely assistant and apologizes. “I’m sorry. It’s just that he is the greatest guy a lady could have!” She squeezes your hand tightly.

Thoroughly confused, you simply blush, wondering why she said that and what has made her so giddy. Trying to regain control of the situation, you ask Lisa how much you still owe. Lisa glances at Jess momentarily before replying, as if they were keeping a secret. “No. Jess has a CD-Rom with thumbnail proofs. Look over the shots, and we’ll discuss pricing when you place your print order.

Curious, you glance at Jess, who is smiling and nodding her head ever so slightly towards Lisa. It was as if she were approving of what Lisa said.

Needing to get out of there and that situation, you grab Jess’ hand and pull her out into the main walkway area, thanking the clerk on your way out.