Adultery The Language of Her Heart

[sexypreeti]

The cotton peeled back.

My left breast started to come into view — full curve, smooth skin, soft jiggle from the pull.

I gasped and brought my hand across, covering it.

He paused.

Then moved to the other side.

Right hand, right side.

This time, he pulled it more firmly. The cloth slid down the slope of my right breast.

Before the nipple could show — I brought my other hand across.

Both hands now cupping my breasts, holding them tightly.

The blouse hung down loosely at my elbows, wide open.

He sighed, half laughing.

“Anni… you should not cover with hand.”

I smiled. “You never said that in the dare.”

“You said you wanted to remove the blouse. You did. That’s all.”

He gave a small pout, like a scolded collegeboy.

I laughed. “Next time be more specific.”

He sat back on the mat, legs folded, body bare, but not defeated.

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We started the next game.

I won.

And I didn’t hesitate.

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If you are covering your nipples with your hands then how would you play cards without removing them??? Maybe I missed something...