Abbey has an announcement

A/N: A special Thank you to Amon_Baal for allowing me to add to his great story. I hope to do justice to what he's already written. I do tend to use pictures to give a general idea of what I'm imagining, these will most likely be random models but all will be identified. Some of you might notice a slight difference in certain words used between Amon and me, but needless to say, they have the same meaning. Please remember to Like the chapters you enjoy as it keeps us motivated to write, and lets us know what you want more of. This first chapter will be shorter but I promise the length will get longer. I mainly wanted to get some set up to establish this branch. Thanks, everyone.

Abbey couldn't wait for George to get home from work as she went about preparing dinner. She knew he'd be very interested in recent developments but hoped he was ready for what she'd decided to do.

George walked through the door with a smile, thinking he couldn't wait to continue the game they'd started. He kicked off his shoes before carrying his briefcase into the home office. He was really looking forward to the next couple of days since it was a weekend and he really couldn't wait to see her reaction to his news. He could tell Abbey had started dinner already simply from the smell coming from the kitchen. He walked through to find her standing at the stove in only an apron. He chuckled softly as he could see the juices running down her inner thighs from where he stood.

(Model: Abbie)

"Hey babe, smells great in here, but the sight is even better!" He chuckled as he walked into the room to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Welcome home, baby. Go take a shower but hurry up. I have some huge news to share and I can't hold it in much longer!" She giggled, hoping he wouldn't get upset when she told him what had happened.

"Alright honey, I'm going but I have some news myself!" he chuckled, hoping she'd be prepared for what he had for her.

Abbey hurried to shoo him out of the room before turning to pull out a bottle of wine, hoping this dinner would be the start of their celebration and not a ruining of the weekend. Just as she was finishing putting dinner on the table George was coming down the stairs.