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11 - Sister’s Best Friend

11 - Sister’s Best Friend

Damon

I sat down, feeling the cold seep from my slacks to my skin. Thank fuck she spilled it on my thighs instead of crotch.

“I’m so sorry,” Summer said, her voice high-pitched as she took a clean napkin and went on her knees to dab it over my thigh. “I wasn’t looking and it just… happened.”

She looked up at me, her big, doe-brown eyes making me clench my teeth. She didn’t know how fucking sinful she looked on her knees with that dress on. Patting dry my soaked slacks as if she truly wanted to help me, she kept blubbering about how it was an honest mistake, her hands going everywhere over my thigh.

Thankfully, everyone had moved on from the minor incident. I leaned down and held her warm hand on my thigh. “Don’t

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