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I shove the panties into my pocket to keep her close to me. My erection doesn't wane, but I don't rush to relieve my need. There's a chance I'll see her again before she goes back to school so I'll save myself for her tight, sweet pussy.
An hour later, a miracle happens.
Peter sends me a text:
Dude, the girls are killing me with their boring lady talk. Now they want to watch some dumb movie. Get over here. I've got beer.
I roll my eyes. Peter can be such an idiot. How could he ever find either his lovely wife or Maisy boring?
On my way. Can't wait.
It's not my friend's beer that I want. It's his daughter.
Maisy
Idon't bother putting on new panties. I like the slick feel when I squeeze my legs together against my exposed pussy. I'm still sopping wet, imagining what Gavin's lips and tongue will feel like on my most sensitive area.
It’s good to have the pleasant memory of Gavin between my legs because things haven’t gone well with my parents. My dad yelled at me for parking in the driveway and for getting two Cs on my report card. He had zero sympathies for the difficulty I’m having adjusting to living in the dorms. In his mind, I’m just wasting his money.
My mom was mostly silent until after he left us alone for a few minutes to go get a beer. Then she’d told me to stop provoking my father.
We sat down and started a Hallmark Christmas romance on TV and pretended things are okay, but I excused myself, pretending that I wanted to talk to a friend.
I don't need the magic of Hallmark. I've got my own rough and burly masculine hunk living right next door.
Without Gavin, things have pretty much gone as I expected. So far though, Gavin has made the trip well worth it, and I will make sure I spend as much time with him as possible before I have to go back to school.
Alone in the living room, I stare at the Christmas tree. The sun has set, leaving the soft glow of the rainbow-colored lights to brighten the room.
When the fat orange cat jumps out of the pile of presents, I nearly have a heart attack.
"Bad cat," I say to the monster who's always hated me.
He hisses and runs out of the room.
As I take a deep breath to try and get my heart back under control, I see an ornament lying on top of the pile of presents. I reach for it but only bump it deeper under the tree. Frowning at the misbehaving ornament, I drop to my hands and knees and start digging through the presents to try and find it.
"Don't you just make the sexiest present I've ever seen," Gavin says from behind me.
It's not completely surprising to have Gavin just walk into our house. He and my dad hang out together so often they rarely bother to knock.
My heart isn't pounding from surprise, but desire.
I want to run into his arms, but I don't want to seem too desperate. "Behave. The cat knocked something off the tree."
"I'd help you look, but I can't stop staring at your gorgeous ass. Glad to see you haven't bothered putting on panties yet."
I blush and hope the Christmas lights will hide my reaction from him. I want to appear more mature and sophisticated than I really am.
Deciding to tease my man, I wiggle my ass back and forth before picking up the ornament. It’s one I made in grade school. It's a simple piece of paper cut into the shape of Santa and poorly colored with haphazard lines. I hate it. I'm sure that's why Mom puts it up every year.
"When are you going to unwrap your present?" I ask.
Gavin clears his throat. "Seriously, stand up before your dad comes in and finds me lusting after his daughter."
I sigh but obey. He's right. I rise up on my knees, hang the ornament, and finally stand. Smoothing my dress, I say, "This sucks."
Gavin opens his mouth to reply, but from down the hall, my dad says, "What sucks, Pumpkin?"
