Chapter 2

Jessica is lounging on the couch, scrolling through some feed on her phone. She’s wearing a plain, white t-shirt that only comes down to mid-hip and a pair of teal panties. At least I think they’re teal. Could be turquoise? Like I said before, I’m not great with colors.

I’m busy sweeping the kitchen area of our apartment, which shares the same open floor space as the living room, where she is. It’s a nice setup. Good for grabbing a snack during a movie. As I sweep, Jessica starts to talk without looking up from her phone. “Next time, I want it to be wetter.”

“Hm?”

She looks over at me and grins. “The next time you use your tentacle.”

I’m confused. “Uh, it was pretty wet last time. I mean, if we’re going to make it any wetter, I’ll have to order a few more bottles of lube.”

Jessica stands up and walks toward me, her tits shimmying under the shirt and drawing my attention to her erect nipples. The tiny triangle of underwear peeks out from under the edge of the shirt. My eyes are drawn downward to her smooth legs, the single bracelet around her ankle, and then her adorable toes, each one adorned with polish that matches the panties. I move my eyes back up to Jessica’s face. She’s looking at me intensely.

“I don’t mean more lube.” She turns her phone to face me. On the screen is what appears to be a hotel room with a king-sized bed. Behind the bed is a lit, recessed alcove housing a painting of flowers. But I get the feeling that’s not the part of the image she wants me to pay attention to. In the corner of the image, next to the bed, is a big whirlpool tub.