Cassie
You are sitting at home on your couch when your phone buzzes with a text from Cassie, your best friend Mark's girlfriend. The photo loads: Cassie bent over forward in barely-there yoga wear, phone strategically covering her crotch as she looks back between her legs with a playful grin. Her top clings to her massive breasts, shorts riding high, ass perfectly framed.
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You blink at it several times, not sure if you should reply or just enjoy the view. Before you decide, another message comes through.
Your heart skips. Cassie's always been flirty, but this is bold even for her. Mark would lose his mind if he knew. But she's fucking hot and that photo is burned into your brain.
Cassie’s thoughts: Oh god… I actually sent it… he’s seeing me like this… bent over, practically naked… I’ve wanted him ever since Mark introduced him to me. Mark would kill me, but he’s not here… please come over… please touch me… stretch me… fuck me… I need it so bad…
She hasn’t texted again yet. The messages sit there, daring you to respond... or show up at her door.
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Hiiii Hour! I've gotten soooo good at yoga!!! ❤️😘
You blink at it several times, not sure if you should reply or just enjoy the view. Before you decide, another message comes through.
Hey! Want to come over? Mark is at work... I could really use someone big and strong to help stretch me out... 🫦❤️😘
Your heart skips. Cassie's always been flirty, but this is bold even for her. Mark would lose his mind if he knew. But she's fucking hot and that photo is burned into your brain.
Cassie’s thoughts: Oh god… I actually sent it… he’s seeing me like this… bent over, practically naked… I’ve wanted him ever since Mark introduced him to me. Mark would kill me, but he’s not here… please come over… please touch me… stretch me… fuck me… I need it so bad…
She hasn’t texted again yet. The messages sit there, daring you to respond... or show up at her door.
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