"W-why are you… telling me this?" I stammered, my words getting tangled. My face burned hotter, and I could feel my cock twitching and growing harder in my pants, pressing uncomfortably against the fabric.
"Oho… aren't you a sly one." she said with a wicked little smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she watched me struggle.
"Come here." She said in a commanding tone, pointing at the spot right in front of her.
I walked over slowly until I stood directly in front of her. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed, looking up at me. From this angle, the view was even better. Her massive tits pushed together, deep cleavage on full display, the thin crop top barely containing them. Her stiff nipples poked clearly through the fabric, begging for attention.
"You're such a good boy. Maybe I should give you something in return for washing my panties so nicely." She said softly, placing one finger on her chin like she was thinking.
She reached beside her and picked up the purple lace panties she had thrown on the bed earlier. She held them up between us, dangling them lightly from her finger.
"What about you help me wear them? Would you like that?" she asked, her voice turning low and seductive, eyes sparkling with mischief.
"W-w-what?" My eyes widened in shock. I didn't expect her to say something like that. Just the thought of helping her put her panties on made my stomach twist and my cock twitch hard inside my pants. It would mean I'd get to see her bare pussy up close, her smooth, puffy lips.
"Why are you hesitating?Do you have a girlfriend or something?" she teased, tilting her head.
She slowly crossed her legs again, placing one plush, thick thigh over the other. The movement made her tiny shorts ride up even higher, stretching tight over her mound and giving me a clearer outline of her pussy lips through the thin fabric.
"Y-yes… I… I do have a girlfriend," I said quickly, my words stumbling over each other. Maybe if I told her that, she would let me go.
"Wow… you're not as innocent as I thought." Ashley said with a surprised little laugh. She leaned forward on the bed, which made her massive breasts push together even more. Her tight crop top stretched dangerously across her chest, the thin fabric barely holding her heavy tits in place. The soft, tanned flesh overflowed the neckline, and the dark edges of her areolas peeked out just a little from the top, making my mouth go dry.
"She's my childhood friend. We… we love each other."I continued, trying to sound sure of myself.
"Hmm… But is everything alright with your girlfriend?" Ashley tilted her head, her eyes narrowing playfully.
"Ho—it's not like that," I replied, my voice cracking slightly.
"Sure, whatever you say, It's just… if everything was fine with her, you probably wouldn't be standing here right now, would you?" she said with a knowing smirk, crossing her legs again slowly. The movement made her thick thighs rub together, the tiny shorts riding up even higher.
I stood there helpless. She was right, and the way she looked at me made it impossible to argue. My face burned with embarrassment, but my cock twitched again in my pants, betraying me completely.
"So… what do you say?" Ashley asked, her voice soft and teasing. She tossed her purple lace panties toward me.
I caught them without thinking, the soft, delicate fabric landing in my palm. My fingers instinctively closed around them, feeling their softnesd again.
I stood there frozen for a moment, staring at the panties in my hand. My mind was spinning. I loved Rose. Doing something like this behind her back felt completely wrong. But then the image from earlier flashed in my head, when Rose on the rooftop kissed Mike, her body pressed against his. That memory burned inside me, making my chest tight with anger and hurt.
I couldn't do anything then. I just watched helplessly. Now all I could do was curse Mike in my head. And Ashley… she was Mike's sister. That thought brought a strange mix of feelings.
If Mike could kiss my Rose, the girl I had loved the most then helping his sister put on her panties didn't feel so wrong anymore. What was the harm in seeing her bare slit? Besides, she was the one asking me to do it. That justified it.
"Okay… I'll do it," I said quietly, stepping closer to her. My voice came out a little shaky, but I had already made up my mind.
To be continued…
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