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Werewolf Boyfriend: Dante 4 (special preview)
🕑 Added 2020-11-25 22:00:02 +0000 UTCThe next few days go by and your text conversions are sparser than before. You used to have long drawn out chats, but now, it was a smattering of updates and emojis. Eventually, you unpack your bag, wash the dirty laundry, and put it all away. You take out the lingerie that Miri had bought you and as you consider giving it back to her, an itch grows that urges you to try it on.
You slip on the brassiere, the panties, adjust the straps so they all lay flat and nice. You pull up the thigh highs which squish the fat in a pleasant way. You put on the robe then turn to the mirror. The robe is pretty at least. You slowly open it to spy the lingerie. It looks good, really good. You let the robe drop down and you pose a bit. You smack you tush and giggle as how salacious it is. You primp and preen, even taking a selfie for posterity.
You then get a text from Miri. “Hey gurl! Sorry, can’t make movie night. Arnie got sick so I’m playing nurse tonight.”
You scowl, you had been excited to see this movie for a long time now. “Really? Can’t you just leave him somewhere?”
“Ha ha, I tried but he kept crying.”
You sit on the bed and grumble. “Okay fine. Make sure he doesn’t die I guess.”
“I’ll make it up to you! We can go another night.”
You fall back onto the bed and glare up at your ceiling. Another text pops up, this time it’s Dante. “How’s it going?”
“I’m pouting.”
“What happened?”
You roll over and some of the straps begin to pinch. “I was supposed to go see a movie with Miri tonight, but he stupid boyfriend got sick.”
“Boyfriends are notoriously stupid.”
You smile. “I was really hoping to go see this movie.”
“Then go. No crime is seeing it alone is there?”
You continue to pout. “No, I guess not. But that’s not the point. I like seeing movies with people. I like having that experience with someone. It took awhile for me and Miri’s schedules to sync to have tonight.”
“Is it a good movie?”
“I highly doubt it, but that’s half the point too.”
“I’d see it with you, but I’m still trying to find time to come see your show.”
You smile to yourself. “It’s okay. I appreciate the thought though.”
“I miss you.”
Those three words send a bullet straight into your heart. You could almost cry. You could almost say another three words to him. “I miss you too.”
“What are you doing now?”
You sit up and look at yourself in the mirror. “Trying on a new outfit.”
“Can I see it?”
