The next day

The following morning was very hectic. You had emails to send, reports to finish, and more paperwork to complete. The clauses of the company were insane, but you did your best to please your boss.

At the same time, you couldn't take Amy's request off your mind.

"I want to cuck you, babe."

Amy's sweet voice echoed inside your head again, it was a constant reminder that you should act to avoid any casualty that might occur.

Her impulsiveness could be a problem, but you think that if she gets frustrated by lack of action, maybe she will forget about this quickly... and you wish.

Throughout the day, you tried to find a way to dissuade Amy, you come to the conclusion the more you fight it, the more she will go forward with it. The best is to let her proceed with minimal resistance from yourself and redirect her efforts to the natural barriers she will eventually face.

James was a well-married man with great experience, he knew about right and wrong. Steve is young, has some reputation, is quite the frat boy on campus, and doesn't even live in his apartment often. Amy will certainly have trouble with either one of them.

Relieved by this decision, you are able to focus on work until the late night hours.

When you get home at night, you find Amy in the hallway trying to peep through James's apartment door. Perfectly silent, you walk behind your girlfriend quietly.

"The fuck are you doing?" You whisper through her ear.

The surprise made her heart jump for a moment and froze her in her place like a rabbit.

"I was looking for Steve," Amy began to peep.

"I can see that, why?" You lean and cross your arms.

"To give the first step on our plan." She turns her back to the door and fully faces you.

"Plan?" You laugh and massage your temple; you did plan anything with Amy, and she probably was more improv and impulsive.

A sigh escaped your lips as you watched a very determined Amy. "What first step?"

Her expression widens, a mix of happiness and hunger. "Getting to know them first by inviting both to a gratitude dinner at our apartment on the weekend." She informs, sounding quite sure.

You say nothing and head into your place while trying not to think about it.

"It is gonna be great, babe," Amy tells you while catching up to hold your hand.

Inside your apartment, you sat on your couch looking straight at Amy's beautiful blue eyes.

She noticed you got upset, "Baby?"

"Are you for real? Do you remember we had a deal?" You talk to her.

Amy took aback seeing how serious you were.

"Sorry, I got carried away," She pouted.

Aside from the anger, you couldn't stay mad at her. She's honest, straightforward, and well... naughty. You calmed down and you spoke after a moment.

"Ok... But you better start to check with me anything related to our deal from now on." You demanded.

"Yes! Sorry again," She agrees with a huge smile, then gets you into a passionate kiss which you return immediately.

Her breath tasted a sweetly arousing scent filling every corner inside you, making it even easier for you to forgive her misjudgment.

After a long embrace together, they look at each other's faces smiling intensely.

"So... where does this leave us? With James and Steve?" She asks being tactful.

You nod and get up from the couch headed for the kitchen area. "Yeah, let's do that plan of yours, did you get to invite Steve, though?"

"Nope, he must be out. I will leave an invitation by his door, if you want you can go and invite James," Amy replies as she follows.

You both start cooking something up, "Ok, I'll do it after dinner."

"Oookay!"

Soon, the conversation gets over dinner and it dissolves completely as you and Amy get to discussing other matters, like the news, what to do during the weekend, or gossip around the neighborhood.