Angel Chapter 3

The shorts had been something of a compromise. During her shopping spree, Angel tried on hot pants and loved the way they molded themselves to her hips and ass, but they were too tight in front. She was enjoying the shopping trip, although she wasn't finding it to be at all sexually arousing, and her clit was flaccid. However, when she looked in the mirror, it was clearly outlined under the hot pants. Angel always enjoyed showing off her femininity and sex appeal, and she wouldn't want people looking at her obvious femaleness and wondering what they could be seeing under her clothing. She ended up settling for shorts that were snug enough in the back, but fairly loose in front. As for what Lionel thought of her, even before seeing her in her new garments, he already knew, more than any other person in the entire city of London, just how beautiful and sexy a woman Angel Jones was.

Smiling, she approached him, and put her hand on his shoulder. "Lionel, I can never thank you enough for what you did for me on Thursday. I was doubting myself, and you proved I had no reason for doing that."

"Well, Angel, you don't really need to thank me. I had a great time too."

"Maybe so, but I want to thank you again." She got to her knees and reached out to begin unfastening his belt and pants.

Realizing what she had in mind, or thinking he did, Lionel looked around the tiny space that was available. "Angel, I don't think there's enough room in here."

"There's enough right here in your chair. Just lean back and relax."

He did what she asked, except that, after she had his pants unfastened and was starting to pull them down, he raised his ass off the chair to help her. Angel pulled them down to his ankles and removed his shoes so she could take his pants all the way off. With those things out of the way, she put her fingers into the waistband of his Y-fronts, and started to pull them down. She didn't have the same problem as she did two days earlier, because Lionel's cock was just starting to become erect.