Julian opened the door to the room and found Veronica waiting for him. She sat gracefully on the sofa like a princess, her gaze mischievous and proud as it locked onto him.
"Did you have fun with Clarissa and Emma?" she asked, her eyes filled with playful curiosity.
Julian's expression remained stoic as he replied, "I enjoyed it. And I plan to enjoy you too, tonight."
Veronica blushed slightly, a sly smile tugging at her lips.
"You're so greedy… yet you say things like that."
Slowly, she began unbuttoning her blouse, revealing the deep cleavage beneath. Julian caught a glimpse of her red bra, vibrant against her skin.
"Well then," Veronica purred, "let's start our date."
Veronica lifted her leg, clad in black stockings, and crossed it elegantly.
"Come closer," she purred to Julian.
He stepped toward her, and her eyes flicked to the bulge pressing against his pants.
"Still hard, Julian?" she teased, her hand reaching out to stroke the fabric over his crotch.
