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“I don’t want to earn next to nothing in the work-study, but I’ll still do that, too, since I know you’re going to fire me as soon as they let you.” She considered this a moment. “Unless I can convince them to trade me for someone else. I mean, they are the ultimate boss in this, right? The seniors.”
I might actually hate her. I hadn’t considered it before. Thought it was impossible, but her determination to just go throw herself at the mercy of other guys was really messing me up. “Okay, well, Dane brought his dogs over this week. The yard…we need it all picked up and the games set up for this weekend, so…you want to do this. You came dressed for work. Great. You’re on the yard.”
“I like dogs,” she said.
“Well, he has three Great Danes, hence the nickname. His family breeds them as a hobby or some shit. Since we were getting housekeeping, well, we let them have the run of the yard, and no one picked up their shit. Have fun, Harper. Welcome to Sophomore House.” I held the door open, and she started to walk past me and out of it but stopped. I asked, “You need something?”
She looked down at that t-shirt. Her fingers rubbed the hem of it. It brought back the memory so strongly in my mind I moved my hand over hers, and she looked up. I had two options here. I could just tell her how much I had missed her. How sorry I was I abandoned her.
Or she could look me dead in the eye and say, “I’m glad I wore this today. I’ve been meaning to throw it out for over a year now.”
“Take it off before you leave this house.” I glared at her. “I mean it. Remove it, or I will. I know you have another layer under there. Bucket with your supplies is on the back porch.” And just to make sure she truly understood how this shit worked for real and beyond the housekeeping when we got to the living room and the velvet rope, I looked at Cassidy and said, “Come talk to me.”
They both looked at me, then at each other. I left no room for interpretation. “Cassidy. Move your ass toward me or the door. They will drop you one more house down with the freshmen—”
She started moving my way. I said to Harper, “Door’s right there. You can quit right now.”
She turned up her nose and headed for the back door.
Cassidy walked down the hall with me, and then I took a left into the office. I went around the desk to take a seat and, as I did, told her, “Have a seat.”
I was surprised that she was right on my tail and propped her ass on the desk in front of me. I chuckled. “I guess that’s a seat.”
“Should I be on your lap?” she asked, and I realized she was serious, sincere.
I shook my head. I had her in this office for two reasons. One to make Harper wonder what we did in this office and two, “What the hell are you two doing here in this fucked up situation?”
“Hoping to get fucked.” She looked at me, and I cleared my throat in an effort to hide my straight-up shock at this revelation. “At least I am. I don’t know what the hell she’s doing here. This morning she was judging me for having this bracelet, and then the next thing I knew, she was here. She didn’t even change her clothes.”
Which meant she might have done this on impulse. But why? I looked at the long, tan leg that just crossed, moving her a little bit closer to me as she situated herself like a secretary in a porn. “Cassidy.”
She gulped, reached up, and undid the top two buttons, which meant more than cleavage was showing now. I could see all of the tops of her breasts and the lace decoration on the bra. She said, “My daddy spent a lot of money on these. My mom’s are just like them. She picked them out for me. Insisted they not be bigger or smaller than hers. Want to touch them? See for yourself if it was worth the extra money?”
Part of me did not want to do this. Another part of me was a little curious about the texture of those boobs. That part won out. I moved the chair closer, and she leaned forward, tilting her head back, putting her hands on the desk at her sides, offering me all of that to explore at my leisure.
I slid the back of my index finger along the soft flesh above the lace, and she made a soft sigh that reminded me how long it had been since I fucked anyone. Seeing Harper had me a bit wound up already. Feeling up Cassidy was not the plan, but it became the action the more she adjusted and leaned into me as she said, “Yes.”
Damn that consent clause. No one should be fucking the help, even if they were fellow students. Still, that took her off the clock and essentially put her on the cock, though I was not going to fuck her. I just…wanted to spend some time with her boobs.
“They did a really nice job with these, Cass. I can’t tell the difference. No major scarring from what I can feel either. Where—”
“Here.” She finished unbuttoning the shirt, slipped it off, and then undid the bra. Fuck, that was my mistake. She reached up and lifted those heavy globes in her own hands and then stroked a circle around one areola. I could then see the light scarring. “Only the best for my breasts.”
I gulped, nodded. “Yeah. I see that.”
She said, “Tituss.”
I looked up at her and could see the want, the need, the hunger that I had only seen on her face a handful of times since meeting her. I recognized it clearly now. What the hell was I fighting it for? Harper hated me, and Cassidy wanted me. It was their friendship in jeopardy, not mine. I wasn’t friends with either of them.
I put my big hands on her breasts and realized she was not kidding. They were almost perfect. The only thing that would make them perfect would be if they were Harper’s. But I might not ever get to touch those again, and I may very well have to see them being touched by someone else. Under the right circumstances, that might be a fun game to play. I had to chase Harper out of my head since I could not seem to chase her away from this house. I moved in closer, opened my mouth, and then licked the tip of her right nipple. The sound was what did it for me. Encouraged me to keep going. She said yes, meaning I could go as far as she let me. I had a feeling Cass would let me go all the way if I wanted to, and I was starting to want.
I was sliding my hand up her skirt, under the edge of her panties, when the office door swung open, and I looked up to find Harper at the start of a sentence that just fell flat. She looked horrified, betrayed, and mad as hell all at the same time. Why? She was the one who didn’t want me. Harper was the reason a lot of things in my life had changed for the better, but also the worse, and in rapid order after meeting her. I said, “The buzzer rule applies to you, too. Get out.”
Cassidy was shaking and not from the tips of my fingers touching the lacy edge of those panties. Harper stood a moment longer, and I said, “Unless you barged in here to suck my dick, Harper, you need to leave. Now.”
The glare off between us was deadly. She said, “Your lunch is here, and the dogs are back. I guess they hit the wrong buzzer.”
“Go or get over here on your knees.” I moved my attention from her back to Cassidy and knew she could destroy my whole situation if she decided to chicken out now though this was her idea. I shifted my attention and my mouth back to those breasts. My fingers slid under that lacy barrier and teased her. She was already wet. “Spread your legs wider for me.”
