Back home

As I drove from work, I wondered why I felt so guilty about last night. I mean, it's not like Megan hadn't cheated on me, and I let her have whoever she wants. Maybe it's just the fact that I hadn't talked to her about it. Back home, I found Megan in the kitchen, wearing a black tank-top and denim short-shorts that flaunt her plump rump and gorgeous curves. That's certainly one thing she had over Anastasia. Now if only she had tits as good as hers.

I snuck up behind her and pulled her in for a kiss. After smooching her cheek, I say "How are you?"

"Good. Missed you." Megan said.

"Missed you too babe. Sorry about last night."

Megan flashed a smile. "It's okay. We got a lot done last night so it worked out well."

"That's good to hear."

We exchange another kiss before I let her continue with making dinner. So far so good. She seemed completely obvious and most of all, she seemed not to mind me being gone. Maybe I could have an excuse to visit Anastasia regularly. I mean I'd be a fool to look a gifted whore in the mouth after she offered her body to me for free.

Eventually, Megan came over to the table with dinner in hand. As she sat down, she said "I've got something else to tell you."

I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"Seth's going to have me do my first stage performance this Saturday."

"Oh. Awesome."

That's when I realized my deception had a glaring hole. That being all the people at the club who could put me at the scene of my crime last night. Oh well, I figured I'd cross that bridge when I get there. Plus, that place might do her some good. I'm sure she'll soon grow jealous of all those silicone beauties, and with some luck, she'll want a pair too. Hell, maybe Seth will offer to buy her some. I'm sure she'd make more money if she had better tits.

As we washed the dishes, I thought about making my move. Maybe I could bend her over again and give my neighbors another show. Or I could wait to take her to the bedroom. That, or I could take her to the lounge room and make her watch porn. All the options had me hard as a rock, but As perverted thoughts flooded my mind, the doorbell suddenly rang.