Robert answers for her.

Bianca's eyes widened in horror as Robert agreed to Tyrese's suggestion. She was about to make up an excuse, to think of something, anything, to get out of this situation, but Tyrese's fingers trailed up her pencil skirt, sending shivers down her spine. She felt a surge of panic as his touch ignited a spark of desire within her. She tried to shift away, but Tyrese's hand was still hidden under the table, his fingers brushing against her skirt.

Robert, oblivious to the tension, smiled and leaned back in his chair. "Yeah, it'll be fun. We can meet some new people," he said, his voice enthusiastic.

Tyrese turned slightly in the booth and pointed towards the cash register, "Go pay for your dinner then and we can head out." Robert got his wallet out and scooted his chair out, "Be right back babe." As Robert walked away, Tyrese's eyes locked onto Bianca's, a sly smile spreading across his face. He leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper, "You're coming with me tonight, aren't you?" Bianca's heart skipped a beat as she felt a surge of panic mixed with excitement. She tried to shake her head, but Tyrese's fingers were still brushing against her skirt, sending shivers down her spine.

Bianca's heart raced as Tyrese's breath tickled her ear, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She felt trapped, unable to move or speak, as he gently bit her earlobe, his fingers still brushing against her thigh.

"I want that pussy again, hoe," Tyrese whispered, his voice low and husky.

Bianca's eyes darted to the cash register, where Robert was still paying for their dinner. She felt a surge of panic, knowing he would be back any moment.

"Tyrese, stop," she hissed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Tyrese smirked some as he moved his hand to her hip, his fingers digging gently into her skin. "You weren't gonna fuck him tonight were you?" he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. Bianca's heart skipped a beat as she felt a surge of panic mixed with excitement. She tried to shift away, but Tyrese's grip on her hip was firm, holding her in place.

"Should I tell him about this morning?" Tyrese continued, his voice low and husky. "Maybe he'll be into it." Bianca's eyes widened in horror as she realized Tyrese was threatening to expose her secret.

Bianca set a hand on his chest, "Please don't." Her voice was barely audible, but the desperation in her eyes was unmistakable. Tyrese's gaze locked onto hers, his pupils seeming to dilate with excitement as he took in her distress. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear, and whispered, "You're so scared, aren't you?" His fingers dug deeper into her hip, holding her in place as he spoke.

Bianca's heart was racing, her mind consumed by the fear of being exposed. She tried to push Tyrese away, but he was too strong, his grip unyielding.

Tyrese's smirk grew wider as he glanced over his shoulder, his eyes locking onto Robert, who was still oblivious to the tension, chatting with the cashier as he paid for their dinner. Tyrese's gaze lingered on Robert for a moment before he turned back to Bianca, his voice taking on a sinister tone. "Help me get him drunk tonight and give me that pussy again and I won't tell him," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.