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As Chelsea goes to leaves, she leans in to give Annie a hug and a kiss on the cheek, but Annie’s head turns and their lips touch. Tentatively Annie kisses Chelsea and Chelsea kisses her back. After a minute or two, they break apart and give a little giggle and Chelsea says, “Damn, girl, this is going to be better than I thought.” They exchange goodbyes and promise to meet up soon. Annie wakes the next morning to the bright rays of the sun shining in her window. As she rolls over and feels the twinge of a hangover, she winces with the memory of what happened at the bar last night. She starts to feel humiliated again until she remembers her plan with Chelsea. Chelsea and Annie text several time during the week to go over the plan and decide that this Saturday night would be good for the both of them. *** On Saturday night, Annie heads over to Chelsea’s around eight and they sit around, talk, and drink a few glasses of wine. At about nine Chelsea sends Shane a text, “Stop by on the. ”Turning, he was speechless at what he saw. Melody was kneeling up tall on the bed, suddenly dressed in some of the most eye-popping lingerie Mike had ever seen. Her torso was enveloped in a tight, black corset, which caused her amazing tits to almost defy gravity. The corset itself blended seamlessly with her lacy black panties, and accentuated her beautiful milky white skin. Garters extended from the bottom of the corset and down her toned legs, connecting to a set of long, soft stockings. A pair of shiny black pumps completed her outfit. Melody kneeled near the edge of their bed, keeping her hands behind her back and subtly thrusting her chest out.With an innocent look on her face, she said, “You were so sweet yesterday. Fighting off that disgusting man, taking such good care of me. You were quite the hero. But you never received your ... hero’s reward.”As he approached her, she ran her hands down his chest before slipping his T-shirt up and over his head. Caressing his chest and.
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