Dinner

Charlie came to pick me up the following evening.

"Wow, you really needed that money. This place is shit". I didn't answer. He wasn't wrong but I didn't want to say that. He gave me the bag with the clothes in it and a second pill.

I locked myself in the bathroom to change. Charlie had gotten me a very tight and short black dress. It did not look like it would fit. There was also lingerie. Black thong with lace, with matching bra. The dress did actually fit but left little to the imagination. It hugged me in all the right places. Luckily he had opted for shoes with little to no heel.

When I came back out he whistled. "Wow, you look gorgeous." "Thanks." Thanks?? why the fuck did I say that.

On the drive over, we went over some of the details. We had been dating for 3 months. My name was Samantha Waters. I worked as a waitress, which wasn't far from the truth.

When we got to the house Charlie introduced me and escorted me inside. His hand on my waist and sometimes ass was uncomfortable, but I suffered through it. Part of the illusion of being his girlfriend. His dad Tyler was not the most pleasant man, he was very conservative and Charlie obviously had a lot of respect for him. After dinner, Charlie made an excuse for us not begin able to stay and we got out of there.

"That was great," he said as we drove away. "Let me take you out for some drinks to say thank you." I wasn't really into that idea but figured I could squeeze a few more free drinks out of the deal.