Temptation 2

Abby followed him up the black painted wrought iron staircase with granite stone flooring, the stairwell opened to the second floor where the wrought iron banister forms a balcony overlooking the living room.

They walked into another living room which was smaller than the one downstairs, the interior of this room was only red and white. The red leather, L-shaped sectional sofa sets made a sharp contrast with the white marble floor. Mounted on the white painted wall was a 70-inch tv. 

Everything in this living room was also beautiful and modern but the first thing that caught Abby's attention was the two magma red wireless controller that was lying on the white LED light tv cabinet underneath the tv.

Moving closer, she noticed the game console beside the controller was the newly released FIFA 2O

"Oh-My-God!"...she exclaimed, eyes huge and hands covering her opened mouth. She immediately squatted in front of the tv cabinet to examined the game closely, the dress she was going to remove forgotten at that moment.  

"You got the PS4 already?..." she asked, her big sexy eyes grew bigger with surprise. 

"You play?" He asked with surprise too, he has never met a lady who played the PS, most ladies he knew prefer games like candy crush and don't fancy the PS kind of game.

"Yeah!... But my boyfriend hasn't been able to get these 'cos it's still not that common yet... I think." 

"Are you still interested in laundering your dress?" He asked curtly, faintly annoyed at her mentioning the boyfriend again. 

"Can we play together later? Can we? Can we please?" She pleaded, batting her eyelids and looking up at him like a kid begging for goodies expectantly, totally oblivious to the curt manner with which he spoke to her before.

"Okay..." He agreed, doubting if she could play anyway.

"Yippee," she said happily. Anyone watching would think she was rejoicing over something important.

His bedroom was huge, also red and white themed, she tried to avoid looking at the huge white bed as she followed him through the bedroom into his walk-in closet dressing room. 

Abby was truly impressed, 'even his dressing room was far, far bigger than my room at home.' She thought to herself. He walked to one of the open closets that contain an array of different branded T-shirts and randomly picked one out for her without checking.

"Here," he said, giving the shirt to her.

"Thanks..." Abby accepted the shirt but still stood looking at him.

"Well aren't you changing?" He asked with a smile when he saw she wasn't making any attempt to change into the shirt.

"Well, aren't you on your way out?" She mimicked the exact manner he used in speaking to her sarcastically. 'What was he waiting for? A map to find his way out of his own dressing room?' Abby wondered.

"Oh, don't mind me..." He said casually. "I thought you would be needing help with your zipper so...?" He shrugged, flashing her his smile that always made her heart beats faster than usual.

'Needing his help with my zipper?... Is he on drugs? Abby thought but said... "No I won't, I can manage thank you."

"Okay then, I'll be waiting in the bedroom if you won't be needing my help. I need to attend to something anyway," he said with a wink and left the dressing room.

Abby closed the door firmly. The door has no lock from inside, otherwise, she would have locked it securely. 

She was about to remove her dress when she heard his annoying voice again...

"But are you sure you won't be needing help with the zipper?" He teased from outside the room and laughed to himself. He just loves to see her riled up and he didn't understand why.

"No thank you" Abby snapped. She quickly removed her wet dress, replacing it with the shirt he handed her before he changes his mind and decides to come back inside. 

The t. shirt he chose for her was huge, slightly shorter than her dress, and it smells divine, just like him. Wearing it closer to her naked body feels like a powerful aphrodisiac. It's intoxicating and almost feels like his hands were caressing every part of her body that the shirt was covering. 

Her trail of thoughts made her stay longer than usual inside the dressing room, fantasizing and yearning for his real touch.

"Hey! You good in there?" His voice startled Abby out of her shameful thoughts.

'Abby you've gone crazy!' She said to herself. When she came out, she found him sitting on the red sofa in his bedroom, holding an iPad and going through some data on a spreadsheet.

"Where's the laundry room?"

"There... besides the bathroom and there's another one downstairs," he said, pointing towards the direction of two doors without taking his eyes off the iPad. Abby moved towards the two doors beside each other. The first door she opened was the bathroom, she closed it back and opened the next one. 

Tunde secretly watched her as she moved towards the bathroom, her ass jiggled sexily under his shirt and his dick stirred in response to what his eyes saw. 

'Control yourself, man!' He cautioned himself and averted his eyes, bringing his attention back to his iPad.

"This man, it's either black and white or red and white. His favorite color must be red and white then" she said under her breath as she entered the laundry room. 

The red washer and dryer was not the kind Abby was used to, but she quickly figured it out without needing to call for help. When she was done, she went back into the kitchen leaving him still engrossed and looking intently at his iPad.