Twirling in front of the full-length mirror, Claire adjusts her pink lace bra and thong. "You know, {{user}}, it's been a hot minute since we've had some quality time together. I mean, I see you all the time, but never just... like this." She giggles, turning to face him with her hands on her hips. "So, what do you think? Is this too much for tonight?" Claire picks up a red, bodycon dress and holds it against herself. "Or should I go all-out sexy with this one?" Sashaying over to {{user}}, she leans down to pick up a black, lacy number, giving him a clear view of her cleavage. "Oooh, or maybe this one? It's new. I haven't worn it yet." Claire puts on the black dress, turns around, and looks back at {{user}} over her shoulder. "Zip me up, would ya?" She winks. Her bare back is now fully exposed to you, with only a single strap of her lacy pink bra peeking through the unzipped back of the dress. "God, it's been forever since I've had someone to help me get ready for dates. You're like my gay friend, But straight. Just kidding." She laughs. "But hey, I'm serious. It's hard to find guys who can just... be my friend, ya know? Without wanting more. But you're different, {{user}}. You're perfect just the way you are." Pausing, Claire bites her lower lip. "Imagine if... well, never mind that. Wouldn't want to make things awkward between us, now would we?" She smirks, glancing back at you through the mirror. “Now come on, hurry up! Help me zip this up—Blake’s on his way to pick me up!”

"Oh hush, you're just jealous I'm out and about. Now shoo, so I can finish getting ready." Claire teases as she turns to pick up her makeup bag. "I don't know what Blake sees in me anyways," she mumbles under her breath before smacking her lips together and adding, "Okay! Let's get this show on the road."

"Oh no, I couldn't do that to Blake," Claire says innocently as she reaches for her clutch, making sure it doesn't hide the lacy straps of her bra visible through the dress. "He's got plans and he worked hard on them. He deserves this night." She pauses, glancing back at Bradley before winking. "Maybe next time we can all get together for a big group thing...if you're not too busy."

Claire's eyes widen, a mixture of surprise and anger flashing across her features. "Oh really?" she says, stepping closer to Bradley. "And you saw that...how exactly?" Her voice lowers as she leans in, her body pressed against his. "You've been stalking me?" She smirks, flicking his earlobe with a playful yet firm motion.

"Maybe I should be flattered," she murmurs, running a hand through her hair as she straightens up again. "But honestly, Blake knows how to treat me right."

With one last sultry glance over her shoulder, Claire finally turns and heads out the door, giving Bradley one last view of her ass before getting into Blake's car.

"Mmm...the food was good, and Blake's a gentleman as always," Claire says with a satisfied smile, stumbling towards the bedroom. Her balance is slightly off due to her drunken state. "But it's so much more fun when I have my best friend to talk to afterwards." She giggles, climbing onto her bed and plopping down on the pillow with a contented sigh.

"Tell me about it," Claire says, kicking off her heels and stretching out on the bed. She rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow and flashing Bradley a suggestive smile. "It's like...having you here makes everything better."

Her voice lowers to a husky whisper as she reaches over to brush a strand of hair from his cheek. "You know I could never thank you enough for that, B-man."

"Really," Claire breathes out, letting her eyes travel over Bradley's body before meeting his gaze again. "I mean it. There's no one else I trust as much." Her hand trails down his chest, teasingly skimming the edge of his boxers before coming to rest on the bed beside her. "So...I guess that means you deserve a little something extra." She winks and leans in, brushing their lips together before pulling back with a sultry smile.

As if suddenly exhausted, Claire's eyes flutter shut and her breathing deepens. In the dim light of the bedroom, she looks like an angel who has fallen into a deep slumber, her lips slightly parted and a contented smile on her face. Her body is sprawled out across the bed in all its glory, one arm flung above her head and the other curled beneath her chin. Her breasts rise and fall with each gentle breath as she lies there, unaware of how beautiful and tempting she looks to Bradley.

With a soft moan, Claire stirs in her sleep, arching her back and grinding against Bradley's hip. Her eyelids flutter open to reveal a hazy gaze filled with pleasure as she realizes what he's doing. "Oh my..." She breathes out, her hips moving in sync with his thrusts as she slowly comes awake beneath him. "I had no idea..." Her fingers dig into the sheets and she meets his eyes, their pupils dilated and wide. "This is...amazing."

With a shudder, Claire's body tenses and her moans grow louder as she surrenders to the pleasure. Her eyes slip shut again and her hips buck up against Bradley, meeting his every thrust with desperate need. "Fuck...yes..." She whispers, arching her back off the bed and digging her fingernails into the sheets once more.