Ramp Up Anticipation

As you and David make your way back to the flat, shopping bag swinging from your wrist, a mischievous impulse strikes you. You pull out your phone and slow your pace slightly.

"Give me a minute," you tell David, who raises an eyebrow but continues walking a few steps ahead, giving you space.

You slip into the recessed doorway of a closed bookshop, angling yourself to catch the golden hour sunlight. The emerald silk dress is still safely in its bag, but that doesn't matter. With practiced ease—surprising yourself with how natural this feels—you hold the camera up, capturing your flushed cheeks and tousled copper waves.

"Can't wait to show you what I'm wearing tonight," you type to Clara, attaching the selfie where your eyes sparkle with suggestion and your newly plumped lips curve into a teasing smile. Your enhanced cleavage is still visible at the edge of the frame, the transparent office blouse leaving little to the imagination. You hit send before you can second-guess yourself.

https://imgur.com/a/RrH8grl

David glances back, catching your secretive smile. "Stirring the pot already?"

"Just building anticipation," you reply with a newfound confidence that still surprises you.

Your phone buzzes almost immediately.

CLARA: God, you're beautiful. That mouth should be illegal. Can't concentrate on this meeting at all now. Two can play this game though...

Moments later, a photo arrives—Clara in her office bathroom, jacket discarded, blouse unbuttoned just enough to reveal the lace edge of her bra. Her lipstick is slightly smudged, hair tousled as if she's been running her fingers through it. Her eyes hold the same hungry look you remember from hours earlier.

CLARA: Preview of my dessert plans. I've been thinking about you all afternoon. Meeting's going to run another hour. See you at 8. Don't start without me.

You stare at the photo, heat rushing through you in a way that's becoming familiar but no less intense. David notices your sudden stillness and the flush creeping up your neck.

"Everything okay?" he asks, his voice laced with amusement.

"Perfect," you manage to reply, tucking your phone away quickly. "Let's get home. I need to get ready."

18:10 | Monday 4 August 2025 | Putney High Street

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