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“Oh, he showed up, all right,” she said with a slightly bitter laugh. “He showed up, drunk in the bushes outside the school, getting head from another girl.”
“What?” I said, not having seen that one coming.
“Yeah,” she said.
“And you still slept with him?” I asked, now starting to question the validity of her story, since she seemed much smarter than that.
“Oh, hell no.” She laughed, this time with vindictiveness rather than bitterness. “No, I went back inside and found one of his teammates who was single, took him to the boys’ locker room, and fucked him on one of the benches. We dated for six months after that.”
I shook my head, smiling at her. “You have some fire to you, don’t you?”
“You’re just realizing that?” she said, licking her lips for effect as she stood to remove her pants.
My jaw fell as I saw the blue thong begin to peek out, then come into full view.
“See something you like?” she asked.
I nodded, unable to even pretend to be clever. “Yes, I do.”
“Well?” she said, sitting down, my gaze unable to tear away from her body, which was now on full display, with only her matching lingerie set visible. “I told you mine. How’d you loseyourvirginity?”
I laughed. “Well,” I said, “I think you’ll find I win the boring contest.”
“I’ll be the judge of that,” she said.
I shrugged with a grin, knowing for sure there was no way she could pretend I had half as interesting a story as she did.
“I was eighteen. It was my high school sweetheart, in her bedroom when her parents were gone. We used a condom, and I failed to make her come, as most teenage boys do.”
“That wasit?” Jenna said. “That was the whole story?”
“That was it,” I confirmed, standing to remove my pants as I lost yet another hand, leaving us both in nothing but our undergarments.
Andthatwas it.
Chapter Thirteen
Jenna
Thefirefeltunbelievablynice against the copious amounts of bare skin I had on display and, I’d be a damned liar if I said I didn't like the way Gabe was looking at me. He kept biting his lip and shivering like it was taking all his willpower not to touch me. The fabric covering my breasts felt insignificant, knowing it wasn’t hiding anything from his view. My nipples had been hard for the last twenty minutes, at least.
“I really like the design of this,” Gabe said, reaching out and touching the stitching on the cup, his fingers grazing my tensed bumps softly. It was something I’d bought from a local lingerie boutique. Royal blue with lace over the cups, dipping low enough to allow me to wear deep V-neck dresses.
“Yeah,” I said dreamily, leaning in to his touch without meaning to. “I did, too. That’s why I bought it.” That and the matching underwear, which happened to be a barely-there thong—something he was currently taking off of me with his eyes.
Gabe wasn’t so bad himself. Along with the gorgeous top half, his legs were strong and sexy, and he had a tattoo on his thigh with a bunch of symbols I didn't recognize. But that was far less interesting to me than what was currently still covered. Even flaccid and through his boxers I could see a huge cock resting against his thigh. I wondered if he could see that I was getting wet over the sight of him, hoping I wasn’t giving him a giant ego.
But Gabe didn’t seem to notice what I was doing at all. He was way more focused on continuing the card game, and for good reason. I could see where this was likely going, so I was sure he could, too.
“You ready for another hand?” he asked. “Or is this you calling it quits?”
“No way,” I said in a drunken sort of defiance. “I’m not stopping until I get to see that.” I pointed to his bulge, and surprisingly, he looked embarrassed.
“It’s not that big of a deal,” he said, shifting so my view was obscured. “Now those… those I’d like to see.” he said, indicating my tits.
I shifted my body a little closer to his, the skin of my hand grazing his. “I don’t have to lose a hand of cards to show them to you. I’ll take this bra off right here if you do the same with your boxers.” I giggled.
“No deal,” he said, laughing. “I’ll win my boobs fair and square.”
