For the first part of this story, please go see my very good friend fireguy4187.
This story is written with his permission to include him in the story, and to continue where he left off. I also changed our names as well.
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"What do you have in mind?" you finally send back.
How far will Dave let me take it? I think to myself. "You trust me, right?"
"Yes...?"
"Friday... I'm spending the night. I'll be there before she gets the kids, stay until she drops them back off. The rest, you just have to go with me on it."
"Just go with you?"
"I promise to be on my best behavior." Well, best behavior is the same as naughtiest behavior, I think to myself.
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You answer the door, speechless, looking me over. I have on my black lace corset, tight jeans to hug every curve, and my knee high boots. "Hi sweetie. I have so much fun planned for tonight."
"Uh, I thought the point of tonight was to make Kassidy jealous?" you ask.
"It is."
"So why are you trying to drive ME crazy? Teasing me like this?" you press, your eyes taking in every inch of me.
"Dave, come on now," I move closer, leaning against you, wrapping my hands around your neck. "You were MARRIED to her. Kassidy knows your every button, your every reaction. And the ONLY way she's going to actually be insane with jealousy, is if she sees me pressing those buttons for you, sees it written all over your face how much you're turned on, how badly you just want to pin me against this wall and fuck my brains out," I smile, biting my lip as I look up at you, seeing how much I'm already getting to you. "Right sweetie?" as I dig my nails into the back of your neck.
"Damnit, Sophia, you're right," you growl, wrapping your arms around me, wanting to pull me closer.
"I know," I smile, turning and walking into the house, knowing you're staring at my ass.
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Kassidy just walks in when she gets there. If her skirt was any shorter, the whole world would be able to see her ass. Paired with her high heel boots, I can see why guys fall all over her. And even without a key, she walks in like she owns the place, stopping when she sees me sitting on your couch. "Who are you?" She glares.
Just being in your house and she's already jealous. I put on my biggest, most innocent, kill her with kindness smile, "Oh, I'm Sophia. Dave's girlfriend. It's so great to finally meet you!" I stand up, hugging her.
"Dave's... girlfriend?!" She looks pissed. "You can't be serious little girl."