A few hours before Rachel had her dream, Nolan had also returned home. He was thinking about calling Ana to keep him company that night, but before he could grab his phone, his plans changed.
Walking down the building's hallway, he crossed paths with Clarice, who was taking out the trash. She was only wearing pajama shorts and a loose t-shirt, but it was the movement of her sexy ass that caught Nolan's attention.
That's when he remembered: they still hadn't set a date for their wine dinner, as they had agreed a few days earlier. Taking the opportunity, Nolan approached her with a casual smile, yet charged with intent.
"Clarice," he called, his voice soft but firm.
She turned, surprised to see him so close. "Nolan! You startled me," she said, placing a hand on her chest, but soon relaxed when she saw his gaze.
"Sorry, it wasn't intentional," he replied, his eyes sweeping over her body for an instant before fixing on hers. "I was thinking... we still haven't set up that wine dinner, have we?"
Clarice smiled, a mischievous glint appearing in her eyes. "Oh, that's right. Have you finally decided to invite me?"
Nolan chuckled softly, moving a little closer. "It seems so. How about today? Since we're both free."
Clarice bit her lower lip for a moment in a sensual way. Then her eyes devoured the mountain of muscles before her. Her pussy contracted as the desire to go out with him grew within her.
That said, she also looked at herself; her hair was a mess, and she was wearing pajamas. How could she go out with him like that?
"Today..." she finally murmured, surprised as she thought of an excuse to buy time. "Yes, it can be, but I need to sort some things out first. Can I show up in two hours?"
"Perfect," Nolan replied, his smile widening. "I'll be waiting." He said as his eyes fixed on the woman's nipples, which were clearly hardening.
Afterward, Nolan still offered to help the woman take out the trash, saying he could carry them since they seemed heavy. However, the woman thought that was some kind of joke, laughed, and went on her way.
Of course, in that world, heavy labor was seen as the responsibility of women; after all, they could be much stronger thanks to magic.
Nolan laughed at his own blunder and headed home. He tidied up his apartment to welcome the woman and then fiddled with his phone while waiting for Clarice to knock on his door.
However, when Nolan opened the door, his heart raced slightly, and his pupils dilated just a little. On the other side of the door stood his neighbor Clarice, but…
Since when is she this beautiful? Nolan thought, gaping. Sure, he had noticed before that she was an attractive woman, but the lady before him was on another level.
She wore a sleek, form-fitting black dress that accentuated every perfect curve of her body. The shiny fabric reflected the ambient light, giving her a special aura.
Her hair was styled in an elegant updo, with a few loose strands framing her face in a provocative way.
And her flawlessly applied makeup only emphasized her refined beauty even more.
That woman could easily walk the red carpet in those clothes. But more important than any of that was her cleavage. And what cleavage it was!
Nolan's eyes were naturally drawn to it, exactly as Clarice had expected. After all, she had already noticed how much he stared at her breasts.
The deep neckline of her dress revealed her enormous tits, which defied gravity effortlessly. They looked so firm and soft that Nolan wondered if he should just bury his face in them.
What's more, since she wasn't wearing a bra, he could almost see her nipples every time her breasts swayed with her movements. And that created a constant tease that drove him crazy.
"Good evening, Nolan," she said with a gentle smile. Her lips, painted an irresistible red, naturally drew Nolan's attention, and he longed to kiss them.
"Ah! Good evening…" Overwhelmed by all that beauty, he replied awkwardly, like a useless teenager. "I must say, you look stunning," he blurted out the first compliment that came to mind, then stepped aside to let her into his home.
Clarice let out a soft laugh, tilting her head slightly, then stepped forward, 'accidentally' pressing her huge breasts against the man's chest.
With her so close, the faintly sweet scent of her perfume invaded the man's nostrils, caressing them gently.
"Sorry about that," she murmured, her lips curving into a teasing smile as her fingers traced the line of his arm. Her seductive gaze lingered on him. "If you'll excuse me, I'll head inside."
She then entered the place, walking slowly toward the man's kitchen. With each deliberate step, she made her hips sway sensually, and her tight dress only heightened the allure.
Seeing that, Nolan almost gave in to temptation and bent the girl over the dining table to take her right there and then.
But he resisted his own desires and licked his lips softly, regaining his composure, as a satisfied smile spread across his face.
That woman definitely knew how to seduce a man, and noticing this, Nolan decided he would devour her slowly.
He intended to treat her as just another casual encounter, someone he could easily have sex with when he wanted, but he soon realized he was wrong. Clarice was a beautiful gem, one he undoubtedly wished to genuinely win over.
Clarice, in turn, felt her heart race; it had been years since she had dressed like that. Fortunately, she had kept in shape after college, and judging by the man's reaction, she knew she had done well.
But wanting to calm herself, she looked around. The apartment was bathed in a soft light, with candles lit on the dining room table, creating an intimate atmosphere.
Nolan had already prepared everything: a bottle of red wine was on the table waiting for them. Everything was perfect for a seductive dinner between the two.
Seeing this, Clarice couldn't help but smile, believing she would have a great night.
"Wow, you really know how to set the mood." Clarice complimented, approaching the man. "How did you manage to arrange all this in just two hours? Or, by chance, had you prepared this even before you accidentally ran into me outside?"
Nolan responded with a light laugh. "I am a man of many talents," he said, then he moved closer to her. "But, regrettably, planning ahead is not among them; even if I wanted to, I couldn't have prepared such an elaborate plan."
Clarice also chuckled lightly in response, complimenting the man once more. Indeed, Nolan had prepared an excellent ambiance.
"I said I would prepare dinner, so I think I should start cooking soon," she said sensually. "You can just wait; I'll prepare everything for you."
And that was the beginning of a long night for the two of them.