Tristan’s POV:

I smile and, dropping my hands on the curvature where her quads meet her outer thighs (playing it safe with her inner thighs) I answer: “Well, my dear Isabel, God bless you and, when you find out what you’re doing wrong, God will be awaiting with his arms open, so you return to his grace, and I am not turning my back on you, you can still come and share your ups and downs with me and I will comfort you the best way I can.” (I turn my focus on her thighs, wondering if she is still keeping them relaxed, which I love, or she reacts differently).

Anna's pov:

I guess William liked the way I was leaving my thighs and calves relaxed as I felt him continue to dry me this time a bit more teasingly. I moan as I feel him continue drying my legs from my upper inner thighs, going out, all the way down to my calves. Every time he would come up I felt him tease between my legs.

"You're making me so wet the way you are teasing between my legs if you don't stop I'm not sure we'll be making it to the bed before I wet your hand/towel." I explain a bit teasingly.

Isabel's pov:

Tristan gives me a smile as I feel him drop his hands on my outer thighs before giving me his answer. I am a little confused when he tells me that when I figure out what I'm doing wrong God will be awaiting with open arms and that he is not turning his back on me either; that I can still share with him and he will comfort the best way he can.

"I appreciate it. And if I take it from a religious perspective (like you're suggesting) it would be a sin to cheat on my girlfriend so I should just forget about Evadne if I can't just see her as just a friend." I say trying to understand his thinking (although not liking it).

Tristan’s POV:

Feeling Isabel’s outer thighs jiggle freely and unrestrained as they bounce my hands, I look for her reaction as she hears what she doesn’t want to hear: “Isabel, is there anything else I can do for you? Do you have any more pent up emotions you would like to release? Remember, I don’t have to agree with you to comfort you and be your friend, besides being your superior at work.”

Anna's pov:

After hearing my statement William tells me to decide what I'd rather (to wash his hand, have him use his tongue or become one). He keeps indulging in my thighs and calves as he waits for my answer.

"Well if you continue it's only a matter of time before I bathe your hand. I think I'd prefer something a bit different than usual this time. If you're suggesting your tongue  I'd love to take you up on it." I say anticipating what's to come.