Page 12 of When I Found You

Stacey

Dinner and dancing sound perfect! Did you want me to meet you somewhere?

Peyton

Do I need to lay the smack down on someone for you? And no, I’ll pick you up. Be ready at 5.

Stacey

I’ll let you know after tonight if the smack down needs to be laid down. ;) He was a complete gentleman last night; we’ll see if that’s the case tonight. ;)

Peyton

Are you hoping he isn’t quite so gentle tonight?

Stacey

Let’s just say at this point, I wouldn’t be opposed to seeing where the night leads us.

Fuuuuuck.My dick swells, pressing hard against the zipper of my jeans at the thought of what kind of trouble we can get ourselves into tonight.

Peyton

Game on. Game fucking on. See you at 5, and wear something short. ;)

Stacey

Short, you say? ::grins:: I know just the outfit to wear that will have you drooling. ;) See you later!

Peyton

::groans:: I’m already hard, take some pity on me, please?

Stacey

You’re the one who asked for something short. ;) And it brings me comfort knowing you’re just as sexually frustrated as I am.

Peyton

I can help you out with that issue tonight.

Stacey

I’m sure you can. ;) And I hope you do.

Stacey

And on that note, I’m going. I’ve got some errands to finish and some pampering to do before 5.

I toss my phone onto the couch next to me and stretch out. Dad and I watch some TV for a bit before I throw on some clothes and head out to the backyard to take care of some odds and ends I’d planned on doing while I was here.

A few hours later, after checking a couple items off my to-do list, I come inside. I can’t stop thinking about my upcoming evening with Stacey and grin in spite of myself. It sounds like I could be having a late night, so I close my eyes and attempt to take a little nap.

I wake up a couple hours later, when I feel the bed vibrating, and realize it’s my phone ringing next to me. A quick glance at the screen tells me it’s Carson.

“Hey, man, what’s up?” I say as I answer the call.

“I hear you’re in town,” he states as a greeting.

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