Eliza laughs. I look up and catch sight of her and my heart skips a beat. She’s wearing a tight black dress. It’s off the shoulders and sits just above the knee. Her long, dark hair is down, and her makeup is smokey. She smiles and comes around to kiss me on the cheek, placing her hand on my thigh. “Hi, Nathe.” She’s tipsy; I can tell by her husky voice. “Hi.” I look her up and down. “You look gorgeous.” I feel a twinge in my cock. No! Not again. She smiles seductively. “Thanks.”
