Episode 2

I am waiting for you upstairs. 

 My appetite snappily recedes, or rather redirects itself. No longer empty for food I set the dish back in 

 the fridge, and snappily gulp down my pop. Can not make Erica  stay, after all. 

As I accelerate up the stairs I wonder where she's staying for me. Only two choices really, the bedroom or the playroom. Right or left. As I round the bend in the staircase I see the bedroom door wide open, and for a moment I am nearly disappointed. Not that I mind some nice nilla loving, but why would she leave me a note for that? 

As I am just about to enter the bedroom I see light flicker over the white wall, and as I turn sluggishly, I  realize that the playroom door is open, just a splinter. A smile spreads on my face as I peep outside, my  incline formerly stirring.

 And there she is, my beautiful Erica , kneeling on the pillow on the bottom, her reverse to me. She is fully *****, of course, her mahogany hair slinging down over one shoulder as her head is Fraudulent. Around her are four huge white pillar candles, casting the else empty playroom into a warm light. 

 My incline gets nearly sorrowfully hard, but I'll let my howler to subside. Not that that helps much, seeing her like this, but I can not exactly follow my urges and just take her right there and **** her until she comes screaming on my incline. As soliciting as the view might be, I get the communication she's left for me with the setup. 

For one, she wants to play, not just ****. I am also sure that she chose the candles for a reason, or differently she would just have put the lights on dim. 

That, and we've been talking a lot about trying commodity new for her, but I have not gotten down to actually doing anything yet as our schedule has been all squinched up this week. But now that we have  the evening to ourselves, Erica  easily has other plans than spend it snuggling in front of the Television. 

 I sluggishly step down from the door, trying not to make any fresh noise as I go into the restroom Conterminous to our bedroom and snappily undress. She must have heard me blundering around the condo, but I can at least try to be stealthy now. For a moment I consider whacking off in the shower to take care of my hard-on, but the fact of the matter is that I'm tired. 

Ice cold shower it's also. 

Five twinkles latterly I am feeling vaguely mortal again after a vigorous irk-down with the soft new apkins. I indeed consider just going each *****, but I know how important Erica  loves the leather pants, and I am doing this as important for her as for myself. So I snappily put them on, having to jump up and down many times to make them sit well. The strike of being with a girl who can cook astonishingly well – either I run another ten country miles a week, or I start cutting back on the delicacy. Or fast food. Can not have that, so more running it'll have to be. 

As I pad across the hallway and step up to the playroom door I try to come up with a plan. My aspect falls on the scented candles that are stored in the closet next to the bedroom. Of course I can not use them for a scene, but some redundant light is forever good, and the heady scent of vanilla and sandalwood can produce a good atmosphere. Erica  is being forward, and I feel I need to award her for being so Stalwart. Might as well make sure it's going to be a real night to remember for her, and not just because she stepped up to defy one of her more illogical fears.

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