Ashley This Isn’t What It Looks Like

“Ashley, I swear I wasn’t about to cheat on you” you quickly reply. “Well that’s sure not what it looks like, Doug!”. Although she does not yell or shout, you can tell by her tone and body language that Ashley is both angry and hurt by your imagined betrayal.

Elle takes the earliest available opportunity to get up off their knees and scramble out of the dressing room towards the front of the store, apparently leaving you to deal with this mess.

“Ashley, I’m telling you she…I mean he…just starting trying to blow me, and you walked in before I had a chance to stop him”.

“Well even if I were to believe that, and I’m not sure I do, how are we going to have a healthy long term relationship if you can’t keep a trap boi off your dick for 5 minutes”

Ashley’s demeanor seemed to change. Her tone became less angry and upset and more…pragmatic?

“And that’s not even considering what you’ll need to do to keep some of the more aggressive girls at school away from that cute rear of yours once they find out we are dating and sexually active”.

“Hold on Ashley, did you say we are in a long term relationship?”, you ask.

“Well I would like to be Doug, if I can trust you to be faithful to me. I’m not going to be made a fool of by going steady with a boyslut.

Hearing that Ashley is (or was?) planning on continuing her relationship with you made your heart flutter. You had had a schoolboy crush on Ashley for years at this point.

“Yes Ashley, you can trust me to be faithful. Whatever it takes!” you say, your voice full of cheer and determination.

After thinking for a few moments, Ashley replies. “Well in that case Doug, I do have an idea of how you can commit yourself to me fully. If you agree with my plan, then I think this will be the start of a long and healthy romance between us”.

“Of course Ashley. Just tell me what I have to do. Do you want to get promise rings?”

Hearing your reply, Ashley takes off her long coat and puts it on you and she begins leading you out of the store by the hand, you still wearing that first set of black lingerie under Ashley’s coat.

Ashley leaves a small pile of twenty dollar bills on the counter as you head for the store’s exit without stopping to get rung up by Elle or waiting for change. You weren’t sure if that $100 or so would be enough to cover the cost of the outfit you were wearing, but you figured that Ashley was probably expecting a discount after the incident in the dressing room.