"Me too," she says, "let's just stay in..."

{if Liberty>0}The wildness of your encounter has left you both spent, and a quiet evening in each other's company sounds just perfect{else}You orgasm left you spent, and a quiet evening in sounds great{endif}. Alice walks to the bathroom for her usual post-sex cleanup{if Liberty=0}, making a quick stop-off in the office first{elseif Cuck=1}, making a quick stop-off in the office first{endif}. In just a moment, you hear the shower running, and you lay on the bed, thinking.

Your mind strays to the past hour. {if

Liberty=0}You find it hard to believe that just happened...catching her watching porn, then straight into the bedroom. The sex left you a bit underwhelmed, and you can't help but wonder if she might have been willing to do, or wanted, something else. {elseif

Femdom=1}The way she took control was unlike her, but actually really hot. You wonder if {if Sub=1}this is going to be the way things are from now on{elseif Cuck=1}she really would fuck another guy{else}she'll be more assertive from now on{endif}, or if it was just fantasy...really, really hot fantasy. {else

}Alice really got off on putting on a show. {if Stag=1}Truth be told, so did you, and you can't wait to do that again{else}You can't help but wonder where her head was during that, but the sex was so good, you're not sure if you care{endif}. {endif

}Still, {if Liberty=0}it is what it is{else}your mind stirs with possibilities of things you might do with her in the future{endif}.

You walk to the hamper, grab a towel, and wipe yourself off before putting the towel back in. You're not going out so you discard the idea of a shower, and toss on some house clothes while waiting for Alice to finish hers. After promising her a night out and failing to deliver, the least you can do is cook dinner, so you throw together a quick casserole out of ingredients in the refrigerator and a salad.

You hear the shower shut off, and after a few minutes, Alice walks out in her robe with a towel over her head. You speak out across the apartment, "I went ahead and put on dinner for us, we're having casserole". She says back, "sounds good baby, I'll be out in a minute!" before walking into the bedroom. A few minutes later, she walks into the kitchenette {if Exhibitionist=1}still wearing her robe{else}in shorts and a tank top{endif}, and {if Liberty>0}hugs you from behind, kissing your cheek{else}sits down at the table{endif}.

{if Femdom=1}She looks at you and says, "while you're up, pour me some wine?"{else}You look at her and ask if she would like some wine, and she nods.{endif} You get the bottle of wine out of the fridge, and pour her a glass. She takes it, has a sip, and asks you about your work day. You tell her, and are about to broach the topic of why you really left early -- to talk to her about the wedding -- when the stove's timer goes off.

You get the casserole out of the oven and set it on the countertop to cool, and start to continue your thought when Alice mentions she has a stressful work week ahead of her. You listen to her as you plate the food, set it down on the table, and begin eating. The casserole could have been better, but it wasn't bad for something thrown together at the last minute, and after dinner Alice decides she'd like to sit on the couch watching television with you for the rest of the afternoon and evening.

By bedtime, you realize you never did get to talk to her about the wedding.