Stick to the plan, dinner and streaming

“I was thinking we could have a simple night at my place,” you tell Sabrina. “We can go pick up something to eat and then watch some shows, maybe a movie?”

“Oh,” Sabrina responds, thinking the plan over for a moment.

As Sabrina mulls it over, you start to second guess your decision. Maybe she did just want to fuck you in the backseat of your car. You glance behind you to gauge whether or not the two of you would fit when Sabrina adds, “That actually sounds nice! I’m sort of relieved, I wasn’t really looking forward to an elaborate, drawn out evening…”

You smile at her, “Well, tonight can be casual and easy, with just the two of us!”

She smiles back, “I like that!”

You drive over to the grocery store near your apartment. Sabrina is a little surprised. “You cook?” she asks.

“Sure I do!” you reply with confidence. “Pick anything you like in the premade meal section!”

Sabrina chuckles and shakes her head. “At least we can pick up some ice cream for dessert!”

“Sounds good to me!”

The two of you enter the grocery store, sharing a cart and discussing what you’d like to eat. You end up deciding on a pasta dish to share. The label says chicken fettuccine alfredo and the instructions are easy enough, it’s basically just reheating the dish. You also pick up a loaf of garlic bread which you can throw in the oven along with the pasta. Sabrina is more eager to find dessert. She picks up a prepacked chocolate cake with icing on top and some vanilla ice cream to go with it. As you cart your groceries back to the car, you feel Sabrina’s arm wrap around yours. You glance at her with a raised eyebrow. She smiles, so you smile back. She leans against your shoulder and says, “This is nice. Kind of like we’re a married couple.”

“Yeah, I guess,” you reply nervously.

“Oh… I didn’t mean, like for real! I meant like a pretend couple! I’m not trying to freak you out or anything!” she quickly clarifies.

“It’s fine,” you chuckle. “I could do worse than being married to you.”

Sabrina smiles and blushes, keeping quiet.

Feeling things starting to get awkward, you try to pivot the conversation. “But, you know, for tonight? We could pretend we’re a married couple, just got off work, getting ready to fix dinner together,” you suggest.

“Recently married couple,” Sabrina adds with a rueful grin, eyeing you mischievously. “Still burning with passion for each other.

“Of course!” you chuckle, looking back with doleful eyes. Sabrina presses her shoulder up against yours a little bit more and you lean in to give her an affectionate kiss. She grins.

“Well, my darling hubby, I can’t wait to get home and out of these work clothes!” she says.

“I can’t wait for you to do that too!” you agree, leering at her professional outfit. She smirks and playfully slaps your shoulder.

You arrive at your apartment and bring the groceries into the kitchen. You call out to Sabrina, “Make yourself comfortable.”

“I know where everything is,” she reminds you. It’s a little surreal that Sabrina has actually been over enough to know her way around your place. You kind of are a couple now, even if not officially.

“Want something to drink?” you call out as you unpack the food and set the oven.

“Sure! Let’s crack open that wine we got!” she calls out from what you guess is your bedroom.

You pop open the wine and pour it into your newly purchased wine glasses. You made the conclusion that if you’re going to be entertaining the Onlyfans ladies, you would need to invest in glasses that aren’t made for shots. You wonder if you should take them into your room or out into the living room.