Grudging, laughing, Mike let her tug away. He didn't mind the view of the lacy underthings she sported; even though he didn't make nearly the money the Palmers thought he should, Mike provided for her and he liked buying her Victoria's Secret stuff. Sure, it might've been during the big Semi-Annual Sale or whatever, but who cared? She looked as good as those angels on the fashion show for sure.
"She sent a picture," he agreed, following her down the hall since the bathroom was that way. He stripped his shirt off as he walked, draping it over one sculpted shoulder. "Kind of chubby. But she's got a cute face." No one could accuse Mike of being 'deep' or liking a girl for her personality; Annie was pretty much the polar opposite of what he liked in a woman. But she assured him that she was kinky and down for a threesome, and he and Dahlia had wanted to try this for so long that Mike was willing to make concessions here and there.