Just Soo Good

That's when she heard a huge cough and someone spitting. From around the corner, none other than Neil came slumbering, just having finished his smoke. He perked up as he saw her. Just then she remembered how this dude had seen not only one but two of her teasing photos from the fishing trip. Not that he knew she knew.

"Hey you there, no snooping around, I told you people to fuck- Oh it's you, darlin'!" Neil called, waving at her. He was polite enough, but his eyes snaked down her body, looking over her tight blouse and khakis.

"I just saw... Never mind. You visiting Isaac? Or am I the lucky one?" Neil said, chuckling at his own joke, getting over to the door. He reeked of smoke and a hint of sweat.

"Yeah, kinda creepy out here alone," Cass excused. "He's working late."

"Heh, me and Isaac are usually the last to leave," Neil chuckled, unlocking the door, letting her in first. Cass could feel his eyes on her ass as she walked inside.

"Hey, if you want to visit the office after hours, I live just down the road. Here, I'll give you my number, so you don't have to stand outside like that," Neil said, holding out his hand. Cass simply looked at it.

Cass didn't realize it at first, but Neil wanted her to give him her phone so he could enter his number. Normally it was out of the question with some weird guys she barely knew. But lately, Cass had been feeling more and more daring.

Before coming here, she had taken a few extra photos for a surprise she was making for me; a small photo album of sexy photos of her in the shower. The problem was, while waiting in the car Cass had been looking through them, and now she couldn't remember if she closed the photos away, and if not which one was the last she looked at.

It was sort of a crossroad. And it was voluntary, unlike when I did it.

Fuck it.

Cass handed Neil her phone.

"Code?" Neil asked.

Cass' heart was racing, not sure what was coming next herself. She really hoped she closed the photos. But a part of her hoped she didn't. It would be so erotic to show off like that, and boy would it add for teasing material later.

"First 4 decimals of Planck's constant," Cass said.

"I have no idea what the fuck that shit even means," Neil laughed. Cass blushed.

"6260," she muttered.

Neil tapped away and unlocked Cass' phone. Then his eyes went wide.

"Oh shit," muttered Neil in sheer awe.

"Oh sorry," Cass said. But Neil waved her off.

"Hah! And here I thought you were a prude! Your man is a lucky guy!" Neil exclaimed, laughing heartily. Cass was so fucking embarrassed. She should've known that this was a mistake.

"Anyway, as much as I could devour that black ass all day, I'mma just give you my number, eh?" Neil teased. Cass couldn't say anything, she was so out of it. Neil was so crude. He was getting too comfortable.

"There you go. Now run along to your little boyfriend, he's probably happy to see someone sweet as yourself after today!" Neil chuckled and handed the phone.

How did he manage to backhand a compliment that way? Cass was fuming as she headed to my office.

"Hey there, darling!" I was surprised at her entry. Then I saw her face. "What happened?"

"Nothing... Long day," Cass said fuming. "I'll tell you at home. If you're ready to leave, let's go."

On the drive back home I was pretty tired. One part of me couldn't wait to get home and hit the bed. But then again, looking over at Cass I could tell something was amiss. Still, I decided to let it rest until we were home. Cass always needed some time to stew, gather her thoughts. Cass was smart like that. She contemplated her thoughts before uttering or acting on them.

"So what happened, babe?" I asked as we finally stood in the kitchen.

Cass looked like she was thinking. She'd been fuming earlier, but now she was back in a playful mood. She didn't want to reveal her surprise just yet, but she wanted to tell me what had happened. But how to sugarcoat it?

"Neil just was an ass," Cass said, trying to downplay the incident.

"Really? Nothing new I guess."

"He let me in, then made some comments about my appearance... And called you little," Cass said, leaving out what that appearance was. For now.

"That bastard," I said, getting annoyed. And a bit turned on. I couldn't help it. How do those two even go hand in hand?

"He gave me his number, so he could help me in if I ever wanted," Cass went on.

"Are you out getting boys' numbers?" I chuckled, trying to refocus our mood.

"Not a boy, a man's number," Cass corrected, smiling deviously at me. "And I have some stuff to do, so why don't you get dinner started and I'll pop by with a surprise for you a bit later?"

Later, after eating some shrimp pasta, Cass dragged me to the living room, placed me on the sofa, and told me to wait. I sat dutifully waiting as she went to the hallway and got whatever surprise she had been cooking up for me.

When she returned, Cass was holding what looked like a small photo album. More like a calendar, or catalog, as it was pretty thin. But I was intrigued, to say the least. Cass almost skipped over to me and proudly handed me the album. She found a seat on the edge of the recliner, waiting for my reaction to her surprise gift.

"Something I put together the last few days!" Cass beamed excitedly. I knew this was going to be good. "Come on, open it."

I gently opened it. There were in total four pages. The first page was two medium-sized polaroid pictures. I gasped as I saw what the polaroids displayed. It truly was setting the tone for the rest of the album.

The first image was a black-and-white picture of her silhouette behind the shower door. Like before, but this time it was much more erotic, as she stood in a sideways pose with one hand hanging down and the other draped across her chest. The angle and the contrast in light really let some of her curves shine through. Water trickled down the door, distorting the details along with the matted glass. Under the photo, Cass had written in her curly handwriting a small playful caption. "Who's there? I'm in the shower!"