Later on

The two of you cleaned up with a lot of kissing but no more sex, surprising you a little but not minding it much as long as you got to look at and, more importantly, touch Sam. After drying off and getting dressed Sam made you some coffee which you gladly accepted.

"So, what's the plan?" she asked as she sat down next to you with a steaming cup of coffee of her own.

"Well, we need some food, some necessities, as well as clothes. Right?" you said.

"Yeah" Sam replied, nodding before sipping from her cup of joe. You were chatting away, smiling a lot at one another when Sam's phone went off. She laughed when she heard the ringtone. "It's your ex" she told you.

You frowned. "Let it go to voicemail" you told her.

"Nah, I'd never hear the end of it" she replied. "I'll pick up." She did and put the call on speaker. "Hey Alison."

"Hi Samantha. How are you doing?" Alison said.

"Oh, you know, decent. How are you?" Sam asked.

"Well, other than still angry at my piece of shit ex for fucking my mom, I'm decent, thank you" Alison replied. The venom was dripping from her words. You'd never known just how bitchy she could be.

"So what's up?" Sam asked as she looked at you.

"Do you wanna hang out or something later?" Alison replied.

"I wish I could but I got some stuff going on today" the brunette said, smiling broadly at you.

"Does my girl have a boyfriend, perhaps?" Alison teased.

"I'm not telling" Samantha said, giggling.

"Well, if you're not telling, I hope he's better than mine" your blonde ex told your brunette girlfriend.

"I told you, I'm not telling" Sam told her, taking your hand. You brought it to your lips and kissed it, making her smile again. God, she had a smile that would thaw any icy heart, you knew that.

"I just hope that I get to meet him before you two elope, then" Alison said. You raised an eyebrow at Sam who smirked in turn.

"Too late" she said, "already gone."

"Boo" Alison said. "So I imagine you'll be getting fucked soon?"

"More than you know" Samantha replied with a big grin as she looked at you.

"Alright, you little slut. Just keep me appraised, okay?" your ex said.

"Sure" Samantha said, "maybe I'll show a picture of his cock or something."

"I told you you were a slut" Alison told her.

"I'm not the one who sent her girlfriend a picture of her boyfriend's cock when he was asleep" Samantha replied, winking at you.

"He had a wet dream! I did nothing to cause that!" Alison said.

"You still sent it to me" Sam pointed out.

"Oh, shut up" Alison told her. "Just show me his later, okay?"

"Maybe" your lover shrugged. "I gotta go, talk to you later, ok?" she said.

"Sure. Don't forget!" Alison said.

"Shut up Alison" Sam said with a laugh. "Bye."

"She really sent you a picture of my dick?" you asked.

"Yeah, but I ignored it" Sam said.

"Well, something must have stuck in your head or else you wouldn't've jumped me like that" you told her.

"Perhaps not" Sam admitted. "Still, that cock is mine now and I'm not sharing it with her, in real life or in digital form." Her words stirred something in you as well as your pants.

"Hm" you said.

"What?" she asked.

"I just had an awesome thought. Well, it would have been, had it not been for the fact that she turned into a banshee" you told her.

"A threesome" Sam said, smirking as she guessed your thoughts.

"Yeah" you said.

"Too bad for you that ship has sailed" Sam said, kissing your cheek before finishing her coffee. "You want to get going?" she asked.

"Sure" you said, guzzling your coffee before putting the cup away. "Where to first?"

"Clothes first" she said.

"You got it" you told her.

Together you locked up and went to your car, going to the store together.

Shopping for some clothes was pretty easy as you just needed something somewhat formal and Sam knew just what she wanted. In the end she wouldn't show you, though, telling you she wanted to surprise you later.

"It'll be worth it" she promised.

"Alright" you said with a smile, stealing a kiss before she could react. Giggling, Sam looked you in the eyes.

"You're so nice" Sam said. "Even if you had slept with my mom I probably would've liked you."

"Thanks" you told her, laughing.

"So, personal products next?" Sam asked.

"Yep. And condoms?" you suggested, knowing what her response would be. Looking around she leaned in even closer and put her lips to your ear.

"I hate condoms, John. I fucking loathe them. They stop me from getting to the good stuff. Your tasty, tasty cum" she said with a giggle before licking at your ear. "All that creamy goodness that I love in my pussy or my ass. It won't even knock me up as long as I'm on the pill, so give me all the creampies you want."

"Alright, alright, none of those" you replied.

The rest of the shopping trip was just as much fun, with Samantha keep you on edge by teasing you relentlessly. Not even Alison had made you this horny, at least, not this much and not constantly. You resolved to fuck her when you got back to the love hotel. Sadly, Samantha had other plans. She made you wait until your dinner date. When that finally rolled around, though, she did not disappoint.