“What are you doing here?” I yelled at Victor.
“Missing the party, apparently! You weren’t answering my calls, so I wanted to make sure you were OK. Clearly, you are very OK,” Victor responded, gesturing toward Kate.
“What do you mean I wasn’t answering you? My phone hasn’t rung at all. My phone is—wait, where is my phone?” And then I remembered that I had left it at Michael’s place.
“Kate! I left my phone—” Kate stopped me mid-sentence as she came back through the bathroom door wrapped in a towel. “Your phone is at Michael’s. Some idiot kept ringing it and that’s how his cleaning lady found it thankfully. Michael wants us to come over tonight around midnight. Can you pass me my clothes or ask this idiot to leave?” she said.
“You’d better go, Victor,” I told him bluntly. “Thanks for your concern, but we’ll talk later, OK?”
“That’s a bit cold, Vivian! Fine, I’ll go. Enjoy your friend.”
Kate looked at me and smiled. “We need to go shopping, right now. You can’t see Michael in these clothes, not for what he’s giving us. Get dressed; we have a lot of preparation to do before tonight.”
I was shocked, confused, excited, and extremely horny. The more she told me about Michael, the more I wanted to see him. And the more time I spent with Kate, the more I wanted to be like her. If any of what she told me is true, this could be the best of both worlds, or so I thought.
We quickly got dressed and headed to Victoria’s Secret, a local sex toy shop, the hair salon, and Macy’s. I had maxed out my credit card in less than three hours. But I looked fabulous, thanks to Kate’s styling suggestions.
We were pumped and excited. I wasn’t so sure about the supplies Kate insisted we would need from the sex toy store, but I went along with it anyway. A few hours later, we were on Michael’s doorstep. He smiled and held up my phone through the window as he made his way to the door.
“Well, well, well… If it isn’t the two sexiest women in town,” he said as he gave us both intimate hugs and kisses. Michael handed me my phone, again with that twinkle in his eye.
Kate and I laughed as Michael welcomed us into his home; he took us downstairs to his fully-stocked bar and game room. We talked for a while; he gave us a tour of his house and mixed up some drinks before serving us fresh food from the grill. “This is not what I expected, Kate,” I whispered to her when Michael excused himself to the bathroom.
“Just wait! Its coming,” she responded quietly.