Saffron (Part 4)

The doorbell rings a few days later, breaking the quiet of our apartment. Saffron and I exchange a glance, both of us knowing exactly who it is. I open the door to find Alice standing there, her hair tied up in a messy bun, wearing a simple white blouse and jeans that hug her curves just right. There's a nervous excitement in her eyes as she steps inside.

"Hi," she says, her soft voice making my cock twitch. "Are we ready for tonight?"

I grin as I open the door wider for her to enter. I am really enjoying this newfound intimacy between us.

“As ready as we’ll ever be.”

A flush creeps up her cheeks as she blushes prettily.

Saffron emerges from the bedroom, dressed in a tight pencil skirt and a white blouse, her hair pulled back into a slick bun.

“Absolutely," she purrs, her dark eyes glinting with mischief. "I think you'll like what we have planned."