Right up to John's party.

Sarah entered the bedroom and glanced at her phone, feeling a pang of disappointment as there were no new messages from Michael. She had hoped for a passionate and **** message expressing his lust for her. However, it seemed that they were continuing to adhere to their roles as roommates rather than succumbing to his desires. Sarah enjoyed the playful roleplay, but she wasn't as deeply immersed in it as Michael was. She sensed a gradual change in him — he became more distant and formal and avoided physical touch. He was starting to resemble more of a roommate than a romantic partner.

On the other hand, Sarah couldn't resist teasing and teasing Michael, relishing in the power she had to provoke and playfully torment him and see him horny for her. As her thoughts spun in her head, she decided to rise from the bed and step into the shower, allowing the water to blend with her contemplations. Lost in her own world, Sarah failed to notice that John had quietly opened the glass doors to the shower.

"May I join you, ma'am?" John's voice cut through the sound of the water. Sarah continued to let it pour on her face but answered back with a soft, muffled sound of affirmation. Taking it as a yes, John stepped into the shower, his touch gentle as he caressed her hips and pressed kisses against her neck.

"Is there anywhere you need help to perfect your body?" he asked, his words laden with sensuality. Sarah, guided by her hands and voice, directed him to give extra attention to certain parts of her body, savoring the intimate moments they shared.

As they gradually emerged from the shower, their bodies still glistening with moisture, Sarah's mind was a whirlwind of emotions and questions. He helped her dry off and was maybe a little too handsy when her breasts and bottom. She allowed it because he was probably still horny from last night, and it did feel good while he did it.

Later when they were dry and made their way to the walk-in closet, Sarah prepared for the upcoming event. John once again proved to be her devoted assistant. He helped her dress in the stunning black femme fatale dress, his hands meticulous and reverent as he adorned her, accentuating her curves and enhancing her allure. With each delicate movement, he seemed to worship every inch of her body, leaving Sarah feeling desired and empowered. The crowning moment was when he helped her with her black lace-up heels. He was on his knee, head bent down, and focused on her feet. He looked so good down there catering to her.

As she stood before the mirror, admiring her transformed reflection, Sarah couldn't deny how good she looked. The anticipation of the evening's event added an extra layer of excitement, as Sarah still had her surprise she had left to spring on John for the evening. But first, she decided to take some teasing photos in her dress and send them to Michael, accompanied by the playful message, "How do I look?" and the cheeky question of whether she should wear panties or not during the party. Holding a pair of panties in the photo. She continues to take a couple more photos. She really wanted that video from Michael where he begged her to be released. The photos became more and more lewd as she hiked up her dress and let her cleavage become more exposed. She sent the last of the photo and straightened herself out before going downstairs to help with the preparations.

However, as afternoon settled in, the party had not yet commenced. Sarah found herself momentarily alone in the kitchen, lost in a sea of thoughts and emotions. John had excused himself to tend to some preparations, leaving her to gather her composure.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and not knowing if John heard it, Sarah moved to answer it. Opening the door, she was greeted by the catering staff, who, much to her surprise, addressed her as Mrs. Johnson. The words caught her off guard, momentarily taking her breath away. Though Sarah was taken aback, she maintained her composed demeanor, and with a polite smile, she welcomed the catering staff, embracing the role that had unexpectedly been thrust upon her. As the afternoon unfolded, Sarah navigated through the preparations, her mind abuzz with the hustle and bustle of people moving around her getting things ready.