This is a continuation of Anthony’s Confidence, the bonus story first featured in The Woodsman’s Invitation. Following overwhelming reader feedback, the story is now evolving into a full-length sequel—Anthony’s Confidence 2.
With Michael’s attention on the road, silence settled in the car.
I was the first to break it. “How come you never mentioned Anthony has a girlfriend?”
Michael glanced at me. “We agreed not to talk about him, didn’t we?”
I exhaled. “Yeah. We did.”
He turned his focus back to the road.
“How long has it been?” I asked.
Michael flicked another glance my way. “Three weeks.”
“Three weeks?”
“Yeah. The week after he… you know, fucked Evie, he had his first date with Masie—his girlfriend. The transformation was almost instant.”
“Bloody hell.” I shook my head. “Guess that did the trick.”
Michael smirked, eyes back on the road. “You know, he talked to me about Evie.”
I turned to him. “Did he?”
“Yeah. He’s still at a loss for words when he talks about it.” Michael’s voice held a knowing edge. “The more time passes, the more he realises what happened.”
“Oh, I bet.”
“He told me—” Michael hesitated, as if debating whether to say it. Then he chuckled. “You know what he said?”
“What?”
Michael glanced at me, his smirk returning. “That her pussy felt amazing.”
A sharp thrill shot through me. I swallowed. “Did he?”
“Yeah,” Michael continued, his tone casual. “He said… velvety, warm, everything you’d expect. And that she was…” He paused, then grinned. “Contracting around him, sucking his cum out.”
I cleared my throat. “Right.”
Images flooded my mind—Evie bent over in the bathroom, gasping, gripping the edge of the cabinet, her thighs shaking, her pussy milking him, her orgasm hitting her like a wave.
My cock hardened instantly. Shifting in my seat, I adjusted myself discreetly, exhaling slowly.
Michael must have noticed but said nothing. Instead, he changed the subject, as if realising he’d already pushed the conversation far enough—especially after we’d agreed not to bring this up. “So… fishing. You said you’ve never done it?”
I nodded, forcing my mind back on track. “Never.”
“Right, well, I’ll show you everything. You’ll be a hell of a fisherman in no time.”
“I’m sure I will. Under your guidance.”
“Speaking of my guidance…” Michael veered the conversation towards office politics, discussing the inner workings of my new job.
I nodded, responded where needed, but no matter how much I tried to focus, the images of Evie wouldn’t leave me.
And my cock refused to stand down for the rest of the trip.
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