She Fibbed About Going Shopping
Em was feeling horny that weekend. Ambrose was not, at least, not for her. He was at home but not apparently interested. He said he had some work to do so Em told him she was going shopping. It was approaching several friends’ birthdays, a suitable excuse. She told Ambrose she would probably have something to eat in town after shopping and might be late back. Upstairs she showered and dressed to go out, in jeans, a little top and loafers. Underneath she wore a sexy little bra and a tiny...