Abigail returns

Tom's thoughts kept going to Sarah/Natalie, wondering what she was doing and who she was with. He couldn't decide if he was more jealous at her wanting to be so slutty with a bunch of high school boys, or if he was more aroused at the idea.

Abby's arrival successfully distracted him however. The first thing she did was to give him a huge kiss. He responded happily. "There!" she said when they pulled apart. "Just wanted to let you know I didn't forget about tonight."

Tom lifted his eyebrow. "Oh really? So what exactly do you want to do?" he asked in a suggestive tone.

Abby laughed and gave him a playful punch on the the shoulder. "Well, THAT comes later I think. Why don't we go out? A relaxing dinner somewhere, a glass of wine - nothing too fancy, just a chance to be together and have someone else serve us."

Tom shrugged. "Sounds good to me. Whatever you'd like."

She laughed again. "I don't know what's got into you the last few days but I like it!" she said with a smile. "But first let me get out of these work clothes." She looked up and down at Tom. "You don't need to dress up but maybe at least change out of that t-shirt," she teased.

"Am I not good enough?" Tom asked in a mock-offended tone, following her to the bedroom.

"You're more than 'good enough'," Abby said over her shoulder. "But that shirt has more holes than material left in it."

Tom chuckled and dug some better clothes out of the closet - a simple button-up shirt and a pair of khakis. He was surprised to see that Abby was ready almost as quickly as him. She had swapped her business suit for a simple but very attractive short dress. She brushed out her hair, touched up her lipstick and said she was ready.