Five minutes later and half of your closet was out and scattered across your room. Sabrina had connected your wireless speaker and was playing a song that had a kind of dark, electronic edge and a crooning voice singing about a sort of vaguely sexual encounter. Or maybe it was a breakup? It was hard to keep track as you were also trying to follow what Sabrina was saying.
"This one has potential," she said. She'd had you stand and was holding shirts up to you, then tossing them in a Maybe pile and a No pile. "This one, definitely not."
"Oh, it's not that bad," you said. She'd held up a black t-shirt with a big, old-school Marvel print on it. "I mean, it's not a date shirt, but you just scoffed like it's garbage."
"John, look at me," she said, putting a hand on your shoulder and looking up into your eyes. "Listen to me carefully. If you want to fuck, you need Gemma to see you as the catch you can be. A superhero shirt doesn't exactly scream 'I'm the guy your pussy wants.'"
You thought about arguing with her for a second, then just decided it wasn't worth it. "Alright," you said.
"Good," she nodded. "Now nugget me," and she opened her mouth, her hands still full of your clothes. You held up another chicken nugget and she took a bite of it, scrunching up her nose and growling like she was an animal tearing into its prey. "Grrrr."
"Nice," you snorted.
She pursed her lips as she chewed, making a face. "I am woman, hear me roar."
The fashion teardown finally came to an end once Sabrina had narrowed your entire wardrobe down to two shirts and two different pants. "You said it was an arcade bar, right? Like with pinball machines and stuff?"
"Yeah, exactly," I said. I'd finished stuffing my own face with the nuggets as well, and was wiping my mouth with the McDonald's napkin. "She seemed interested."
"Mmm, maybe," Sabrina said, "Or Gemma was just humouring you. Hard to know, I don't actually know all that much about what she does in her off time. Maybe she's a secret nerd or something. Anyways, these pants for sure. I'm still not sure about the shirt."
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"Anything I can do to help?" you asked.
"Actually, there is," Sabrina said, and then she picked up all of the clothes she'd thrown on your bed and tossed them into one big pile up near the head. She got up on the now-cleared space and sat on her knees. "Come here."
You did, standing in front of her. Sabrina looked up at you and cocked her head, then reached up and ran her fingers through your hair. "We're going to need to do something with this, too," she said.
"As you wish," you said. This whole thing felt sort of surreal, one hot chick helping you get ready to go on a date with another.
"See, that's part of what I like about you, John," Sabrina said. "Sometimes you stand up for yourself or take the initiative, and you know when to get out of your own way and let a woman teach you a thing or two."
"Oh, I'm allowed to take what I want sometimes?" you said with a smirk.
"Well yeah," Sabrina said, and licked her lips. "That's how you ended up with two fingers stretching my pussy in the copy room."
You took her chin in your hand, your finger and thumb split and running up either side of her jaw, and leaned down and kissed her. Now, you'd kissed Sabrina before. This was the first time you were really taking the kiss though, and she eagerly came up to meet you. She sucked in a breath through her nose as your lips met, and you pushed your tongue into her mouth and she hummed in appreciation.
Sabrina reached for your waist, her hand quickly pushing past your shorts and down to your cock, while you used the hand not on her jaw to palm her small tit through her shirt and bra. Inside your shorts she wrapped her small fingers around your quickly hardening cock and gave you a couple of tugs.
Your kiss ended, but as you started to pull away she licked your lips again. Her eyes, big and mesmerizing, looked at you with want.
"No sex tonight," Sabrina said.
"Not even if I take it?" you asked.
She shook her head. "I know you won't, because I'm saying no," she said.
"Why?" you asked, breathing deeply through your nose as she thrust your shorts down to your ankles and took your cock in both hands, slowly jerking you.
"Because, daddy," Sabrina said, smirking at the nickname. "Tonight you're going to go out with Gemma, and it wouldn't be fair to her. Your night with her should be special for both of you."
"Sabrina, I really doubt even if the date goes super well that Gemma is going to just have sex with me this fast. Not even you went that fast."
"Fair," Sabrina said. "But she still can't smell pussy on you if she gives you a blowjob or something. So that means you just get my pretty little mouth tonight."
She leaned forward and kissed the head of my now raging hard cock with the lightest feather of a kiss, and looked up to me again. "Got it, daddy?"