Bryn was running late. She had just blow dried her hair after her shower and was rushing to finish getting ready. Her tutorial had run overtime with all her peers seeking one on one feedback on their latest assessment and Jake was due to arrive at her place in 15 minutes.
Flustered she stood naked before her wardrobe. What was it he had specified? Red or black lingerie. Stilettos.
The stilettos were easy. She pulled her patent black heels from her shoe rack and dropped them on the bed behind her. She then rummaged through her underwear drawer looking for a particular lacy black set she hadn't seen since that night with Reid- oh, when he had torn it off of her. Right, no lacy black lingerie then. Shit, she didn't have another one and had never owned a red set either. She picked up a pale blue floral appliqué bra and thong that were very pretty and sexy but just not the vibe for what Jake had requested. She tossed it aside and pulled a deep purple bodysuit with lace covering the breasts in a deep v neckline, sheer panels on the side of the torso, an open back and thin strap that went between her ass cheeks and legs to fasten at the crotch. Sexy- check, but not exactly red.
The deep purple colour was dark and rich. Purple is a warm colour like red? It was a stretch but it would have to do, she didn't have anything else. Bryn pulled on the bodysuit and quickly snapped the fastening between her legs. It hugged her curves nicely, the lace sweeping over her breasts, cupping them and providing ample cleavage in the deep v neckline that ended below her usual bra line. She moved to her dresser and applied a little blush, a sweep of black mascara, tinted lip balm to her lips to give moisture and a slight colour that wouldn't transfer, and then filled in her eyebrows to frame her face. That was all the makeup she wore. She shook out her voluminous brown hair and turned to watch it cascade down her back in loose waves. Satisfied she grabbed her heels, put them on and trotted out to the kitchen.
Dinner was still in the take away bag, along with the short black apron Bryn had bought on the way home. She pulled it out, ripped the tags off and donned it as she ran to the bathroom mirror. It had a square neckline that hid the bodysuit and when she wrapped the ties around her waist and cinched it, you couldn't tell she was wearing lingerie. As she turned though there was a full view of her bare round ass and mostly bare back with just a few thin purple criscrossing straps and lacy thong to prove she wasn't entirely naked underneath. She smiled, pleased at her reflection then ran back to the kitchen and plated the sushi, hot pork gyoza and edamame. she had just finished the table scape when she heard a knock at her door.
Jake.
Her heart fluttered in her chest and she went to unlocked it but left it closed. Bryn quickly moved away from the door and back to the dining table, lowering herself to a kneeling position on the floor beside the chair set for Jake. Two heartbeats later he entered her apartment. He had come straight from work, black shirt and pants, brown RM Williams boots and brown leather belt. His hair was the usual short, dark and textured mess, like he had been running his hands through it all day. He looked good and she felt her pussy flush with heat.
He dropped his bag on the floor and walked towards her taking in the scene she had set. The corners of his mouth crept up as his eyes fell on her kneeling the floor. She didn't say anything, just smiled back and looked down, suddenly shy. His hand brushed over her head and he sat down in the chair. She leaned into the caress, turning her head around to look back at him. Jake's hand moved over her hair and down to her neck, holding her gently under the jaw, then leant down and kissed her along her cheek.
"Hey, beautiful."
Bryn beamed.
He pulled her between his spread legs and relaxed in the chair sighing.
Bryn could see he was tired, it must have been a hard day at work. Or maybe a hard week, they hadn't seen each other since Tuesday and it was now Friday night.
"Would you like a drink?" She asked him.
"Just a water, thanks."
"I've got wine too if you'd like some?"
"Sure, bring it all out and come eat with me."
She rose from the floor and kissed him on the mouth then said against his lips, "Im glad you came over." She smiled and walked towards the kitchen giving him a full view of the back of her outfit. She returned with the bottle of Chardonnay and two wine glasses, setting it down as Jake watched her. She moved slowly, setting a chilled glass of water by his plate. She felt his hand stroke her ass when she neared him. His skin felt warm on her bare flesh and his touch made her pussy throb. Seating herself next to Jake she poured the wine for them both.
"Do you need anything else?" She asked.
"No, this is great. Thank you." His hand cupped her thigh under the table and squeezed and she smiled, happy he was pleased. He raised a glass to cheers and they both took a long sip before beginning their meal. As they ate, they talked easily, moving through topics and laughing. Bryn refilled their wine glasses whenever they emptied and she began to feel its effects loosening her up, removing any nerves or inhibitions.
Jake was reclining in the chair telling her a funny story about a friend of his when he stopped mid sentence to pull his phone from his pocket. He glanced at the screen, reading a text and then put it on the table beside his empty plate without replying.
"What was I saying?" He asked her.
"Callum was hitchhiking to Nimbin." She prompted him, but her eyes were on his phone which had just buzzed again. Jake was ignoring it though and continued talking. Bryn listened until he was done and then he rose to take his plate and hers to the kitchen sink. As soon as he was out of the room, she looked at Jake's phone. She didn't know why she wanted to know who was texting him while he was here with her but she did. She could see four unread messages on the screen from Emma.
Who was Emma?
The wine was making her bold. She knew she shouldn't but she had seen him unlock his phone a number of times and before her brain could stop her she tried the combination that matched the pattern of how his fingers moved over the screen: 7532.
The phone unlocked and she opened the unread texts from Emma. The first were messages and the other two were pictures. She clicked on the image first to blow it up on the screen and saw a skinny blonde in a cropped grey T-shirt and no panties on all fours on a bed. Her back was arched in an incredibly sexy pose that presented her ass and pussy to the camera. The blonde was looking back towards the phone bottom lip between her teeth. Bryn swiped to go to the next picture which was an incredibly graphic and close up shot of a completely hairless pink pussy. She had spread her legs wide and her finger was inside her vagina. It was lewd and brazen, not at all suggestive, just a presentation of herself to Jake. She went back to the messages and read the preceding texts:
It's been too long since you fucked me, Jakey.
Jakey? She called him Jakey? Bryn would bet money he hated that. But he was obviously sleeping with this girl...Bryn read the second text.
These holes can't wait to be filled with your giant cock. Don't make me wait another day.
Bryn locked the phone and put it back on the table. She immediately felt guilty for looking but she also felt incredibly jealous and insecure. How many women was he sleeping with? The blonde was very pretty. Her legs were long and gorgeous- much longer than Bryn's. She could be a lingerie model with that body. Did he like her more? Bryn thought about Jake kissing the blonde and fingering the pussy she'd just seen on his phone. How many times had they been together? Did he know her before they met, or was it a new relationship? She pictured the blonde sucking and licking Jake's dick and then the image of Jake pushing it inside her tight pussy while she moaned. Bryn took her wine glass and drank it all, then refilled it and took another long sip. Jake returned from the kitchen. He leant against the door frame casually and looked at her.
"Are you going to show me what you've got on under that apron or what?" His grin was lopsided and he looked devilish standing there with a hand in his pocket, the other holding his wine.
Bryn had said she didn't want a commitment from him, but seeing his interactions with other women was different to simply leaving what they were doing undefined. She wasn't messaging anyone else, let alone sleeping with other people. She didn't want to, she only wanted Jake. She had declared that to him. It seemed he didn't just want her, though. The thought made her angry and she got up from the table with her wine and walked over to the couch. She was drunk and it was making her head feel light and the high heels harder to balance in. She sat down with an inelegant plop and scowled.
