When I got home from work I decided to go straight to Rose's apartment. While watering her plants was the pretext, I knew that I just really wanted to be closer to her id. I knew instinctively that this woman controlled me sexually and that I was powerless to her commands, as evidenced by the thong that was still riding up my ass. Perhaps being in her space would sooth me. I got to her door and was digging in my pocket for the key when a text message came:
Rose: What are you up to?
I fumbled to answer quickly saying that I was just going into her apartment to water her plants.
Rose: Oh good. Would you mind waiting around? I have a friend who needs to come over to borrow some pans. He should be there in five minutes.
Sure, I texted back.
I was a little bummed out. I was kind of hoping I could spend some alone time in her apartment. Maybe take a peek in an underwear drawer or look inside that wooden box by her bed. Watering plants only takes a couple of minutes and it would be weird to tell her friend that I wanted to stick around a bit longer. I wouldn't be surprised if Rose was sending him over to make sure I didn't make myself too comfortable. Needless to say the sexual tension I was feeling on the way over dissipated quickly.
I went into the kitchen and filled her watering can and started making the rounds to her plants. I was about half way through when there was a door knock. I went over to open it. Standing there was a man about my age, slightly taller with dark brown hair. He was wearing a well-fitted black t-shirt and jeans. He had a backpack slung over his shoulder.
"Hi," he said sticking out his hand, "You must be David. I'm Chris. Rose said you'd be here."
"Hi, come on in."
"What does she have you doing? Watering the plants?" Chris asked.
"Yeah."
"You know they are plastic right?" I stood there feeling like an idiot. Chris laughed. "Oh, don't feel bad. It just means Rose likes you. She said she met you at the pool party?"
"Yeah." It was becoming clearer that Chris was over on a surveillance mission.
"I'm guessing you like her, too, since you are over here watering her fake plants."
"Yeah, so far she seems like a lot of fun. Plus I'm never against doing favors for someone."
Chris smiled at that. "Oh, Rose loves favors."
At that I started to feel a tad jealous. Was Chris another one of Rose's partners? Watching her on Skype with Mary was hot, but thinking about Rose with Chris made me wonder if I actually had a real chance with her. Looking at Chris, he was the stereotypical hot male. Was this Rose's way of telling me not to get my hopes up?
"How do you know Rose?" I asked.
"Oh, we went to college together. We lived on the same hall and we instantly clicked. We instantly became partners in crime, sharing everything."
My heart sunk a little lower. Chris was clearly asserting his place in the relationship. Whatever his status with Rose was now, he was definitely a gateway to her. I was pretty certain that if I did not meet his approval there would not be much Rose in my future.
"She told me you were wearing her panties and that she watched you fuck a co-worker over Skype today."
I paused, shocked that he knew. Then I grinned. Rose was up to something. Just then my phone rang. It was Rose. I picked up and said hello.
"Hi. Did Chris get there?"
"Yeah." I said, trying to come across as cheery.
