Second Date

"Yes, yes, I'm ready."

"Great, wish me good luck," she said, pointing at her cheek, not wanting to spoil her makeup. He gave her a peek while she answered the phone and started walking towards the apartment door.

"Hey, you... I'm just finishing up... Oh, your outside. Give me a minute, and I will be out... Can't wait, bye." She picked up her handbag and opened the door. "See you later, Cucky."

When Sarah closed the door, she took a deep breath. Was she actually going to go through with this? The fantasy of cucking Michael was so hot, and it was he who instigated it. Still, something was nagging her. She loves Michael, and is this fair for him? Anyway, she decided to push those thoughts aside and enjoy the evening with John. When she got downstairs, she got a surprise. An expensive sports car stood, and in the driver seat sat John. She suspected it was his, but it could be a rental.

"Is this your car?"

"Yes, I chose to drive myself today so that we could be a little more private."

Sarah got inside of the car, and they sped off. While they drove, talked, and Sarah lost focus on where they were. She was surprised when they pulled up to the finest restaurant in the city. Sarah became hesitant. This was way outside of her budget. She shot a worried glance at John. He smiled as he said.

"Don't worry. I'm footing the bill for tonight."

He pulled up to the valet and stopped his car. The valet hurried over.

"Good evening Mr. Johnson. Ms. Harris is expecting you." John offered his arm and Sarah took it.

"Do you eat here often?" She whispered.

"Sometimes, it gets awfully boring to eat home alone."

When they arrived at the front desk, they were greeted by the hostess.

"Ah, Mr. Johnson, do you want your normal table?"

John walked up to her and whispered.

"No, Agnes, I wish not to be disturbed tonight. Maybe something more private?"

"Of course, Mr. Johnson, whatever you want. This way."

They had a wonderful dinner. They talked about high and low. Flirted a little. The food was something special. They had appetizers, a main course, and dessert. Everything was delicious. The time passed, and finally, everything was eaten. They made their way to the car and John drove her home. But when they entered the complex, that was when she made her move.

"You can pull up onto that guest spot."

John did just that, and when he stopped, she kissed him.

"How about we continue upstairs? I'm sure my roommate won't mind," she said, looking flirtatiously at him. John wasn't about to say no to that. They got out of the car, and she led him by the hand up to the apartment, stopping immediately to make out and feel each other up. Hands wandered, a hand on the breast here, another hand on the butt there. It took some time for them to reach the right floor. Sarah opened the door pushed John inside.

The apartment lay empty, Michael was already in the spare bedroom waiting. He heard them enter and make their way to the bedroom. His dick was straining, and his heart was pounding. Here we go.