Heading out with Anthony

The next day after Abbey kissed George goodbye, she messaged Anthony.

‘George has agreed to anything I want. So do you want me to come over today?’

It was only a few minutes before Anthony replied. ‘Anything you want? I like the sound of that. Door is unlocked. Come over whenever. I’m going to have a shower. Then we can head out.’

Abbey frowned. She was expecting Anthony would be eager to fuck her, not take her out. Shrugging, she got dressed and headed over.

She arrived a few minutes later and entered the house. She could hear the shower running and decided she would say hi. As she walked up the stairs, she wondered again what Anthony wanted to do today, why he wanted to go out, and she remembered he had asked her if she wanted to get a queen of spades tattoo for real. She felt aroused at merely the thought as she opened the door to the bathroom.

Anthony’s bathroom had no shower cubical, just a recessed floor section with a shower head above. As she watched him, he turned and smiled, “You are letting all the hot air out,” he said.

Abbey stepped in, watching him, his cock hanging low in the warmth swaying with his motion. As she stared, his cock started to harden. “I think someone is eager,” he teased her as she licked her lips.

Abbey shrugged, “Maybe a little,” she replied. “So you were saying we should head out?”

Anthony turned off the water and stepped out. He grabbed his towel and kissed her, “Yeah, I have a few ideas. How game are you?”

Abbey kissed him back and watched as he dried himself off. He was a sexy man. “Well, George trusts me to make the decisions, and I think I’m pretty game. What are you thinking?”

Anthony smiled, “So many things, but I was thinking I could take you lingerie shopping, buy you something really nice to show off to George tonight.”

“I feel like there is more to it than just that,” she commented.

Anthony locked eyes with her, “Well, wouldn’t he get off on the fact that it was bought for you by another man? And that he got to fuck you while wearing it before he saw it?”

Abbey moaned quietly, “I’m sure he would. And was that all you were thinking?”

Anthony smiled again, “No, but it’s a good place to start.”

“Alright then, get dressed, and we can go shopping,” she agreed.

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