HIS FANTASY

14- ANNE'S EXPECTATION

Anne laughed.

"No, I didn't mean... I'm not saying you're not, but...I don't." Benny smiled down at her. He obviously enjoyed her discomfort as she stuttered through her simple reply.

Finally, Benny walked near Anne's directions, then covered her hand with one of his, and the feel of his warm skin on hers really did make her turn on. In just a little bit, as if there's a flash of electric current on her body, that makes her wet below.

"It's okay; I'm only teasing," Benny assured her. But the way he looks at her It was so sticky, like bubble gum.

Benny squeezed her hand. It seems that he can't stop himself from doing it. He has a soft hand, which seems nice to touch.
The warmth of his touch on Anne's hand makes her pants wet. Anne wanted more; she wanted his touch for an hour.

"I don't want to ruin your day or anything, but... I like you." Anne admitted.

"Oh. That's bad." The word came out in a bubble of disappointment.

Of course, Anne knows that Benny is gay. Among the few men who are his colleagues at work, he stands out as the sexiest and most gentlemanly.

"But my best friend is straight, and if you think I'm hot, then, sister, he's off the chart. I'm telling you, and you have to believe me, because I know what the difference is between being hotter than a lover. I knew it. Don't worry; you won't regret it because he is a great guy. I think you two would hit it off."

Gently, Anne pulled her hand out under Benny's hand.

"You're right, Johnny is my boyfriend, but at the same time, he is my best friend. That's why I'm going to marry him," Anne said, a little irate. To think that she will marry Johnny, but she doesn't want to leave Benny alone.

"Marry?" Benny asked Anne completely, with questions in his face.

"Yeah, when I'm back here in the Philippines, he surprises me, actually." Anne smiled

"Did he really do it?" Benny wants to confirm.

"Yes, I'm glad he decided it. I'm pretty excited about our wedding day," Anne continued.

"Well, you will see. Please take care of him," Benny said, giving her a hug. Anne feels uncomfortable this time, but deep inside, she is happy.

Johnny seems like a fly that is flying around and ready to jump when he smells delicious food. The special food he always likes is Benny.

Benny has a hard chest, a lithe figure, is well-toned, and is handsome. Who can stand him? If he was devilish, then Johnny's was on the other side of the room—an innocent and angelic face, paired with a dimple in his cheek. Anne wanted to poke it with her fingertip every time she saw it.

Way back in the first six months since Anne and Johnny started dating, Anne was already in danger, falling head over heels in love with Johnny. And if she were being completely honest now, she wanted to date Benny too.

Johnny still treated Anne the same way he did when Benny wasn't around, but he didn't limit his flirting with Anne. While Benny flirted with both Anne and Johnny.
Anne never felt like a third wheel when it was just the three of them.

Will there be a love triangle?

With two men in the evening, it made Anne feel sexy, special, and loved. She even hated having to say goodbye to Benny at the door. Did that make her a woman who wanted to invite another man in the evening instead of Johnny only?

Who said what the three of them had together couldn't carry over into the bedroom? Anne wasn't the type to suggest such a thing, and Benny had told her often enough that he liked guys. He was a natural flirt, and she tried not to take his attention seriously.

Many evenings when they were out, he would flirt with everyone with no exceptions, including Johnny and Anne. Benny was just that type of guy. And if he were straight, Anne knew she would choose him over Johnny in a second.

Johnny had a beautiful smile, those eyes, his hair, his taut ass, his flat stomach, and his thick cock. If Anne thought of him, between her thighs made her pussyfoot ache. As for her, if only there were a way to have both men at once,

"Don't be greedy, girl," she warned herself as she turned on her green-minded lullaby.

Every time Anne looked at Benny and Johnny, it seemed like she wanted to eat sweet and spicy food. The two really make her giggle.

"You're lucky; you have a serious guy. And Benny finds the right guy for you, so that the three of you can be happy," she told herself.

Still, what would it be like to have both of them all to herself? That thought warmed her up for a moment.

As Anne was nearing the end of the street, she saw two cars parked side-by-side in her driveway. The pickup truck is owned by Johnny, but the other car. She didn't recognize it. Then she noticed the small sticker on the rear bumper that indicated it was a rental image from Benny's company.

Benny didn't have a car of his own; he didn't need one. He had a fleet of new cars to choose from, and Anne never saw him in the same vehicle twice.

Three days past;
Anne figured out that Benny would be over visiting Johnny, despite the late hour in the evening. However, Johnny and Anne didn't live together as an official couple, but Johnny spent more time at her house than he did at his own. He even slept over even though she wasn't home.

One day, Anne told her boyfriend, Johnny, that she would not be coming home. And she can't confirm yet when.

"Just let me know, babe, so I can cook your favorite dinner. Take care always! I love you." Johnny said and gave her a super close hug.

"No, babe, I can't take care of it. You know, my time is limited. I can take anything from the nearest restaurant here." Anne replied, as she meant that the house wasn't empty and, though she lived in a safe neighborhood, she liked the idea of coming home with him at the end of the long week.

"Okay, but I still cooked our dinner. I can't stay long at my place. I liked the way the bed sheets still smelled like you. It makes me feel like you're with me even though you're not here." Johnny said. Anne melted a little bit at those words. He could be so sweet.

Four days after, Anne returned home. While she would have liked to have parked in her own driveway, she would settle for leaving her car on the street for the moment, but she'd make Johnny move it after Benny left.

She hoped he wouldn't hang around too long. As she climbed out of the car, she felt the weariness in her legs and knew she would sleep well later. Johnny showed her just how much he'd missed her.

She shoved herself back in and left to retrieve her suitcase from the back seat. It was a small red aluminum case, bulging. She didn't want to leave it outside because her makeup was in it. She didn't hesitate to ask Johnny to bring it in, just like they always do, when she returned home. Only Johnny will be the one to move her car.

Anne thought of hollering for Johnny to come for help, but it was late in the evening, and she didn't want to make too much noise. Now, she was undecided if she would call him on her phone. or ask him to open the door? Her last decision is just to get in as long as possible to have a good sleep right away.

Obviously, Johnny doesn't know that Anne has returned.

The porch light was on, but the front door was locked. The lights were off in the foyer, so he wasn't in the living room waiting for her. Which meant Johnny and Benny were most likely in the living room playing video games or watching movies.

Suddenly, she wondered what the guys were up to without her around. What did they talk about by themselves? her thoughts as she walked looking for her boyfriend.

Where are the two?