-Nathan-
“Ready?” I asked.
Megan emerged from the bathroom, clad in a seductive, form-fitting peach-colored dress. Damn, my pants suddenly felt a little tighter. Her breasts threatened to spill over the top of the dress, and I found myself yearning to sink my teeth into her tantalizingly exposed backside. The addition of high heels only served to accentuate her already long, inviting legs.
“What?” she inquired innocently.
“What do you mean ‘what’?” I countered, knowing full well she was aware of the impact she was making. The mischievous smile on her lips confirmed my suspicion.
“I mean ‘what’,” she repeated. “Is there something wrong?”
I shook my head, attempting to maintain composure, though I was dangerously close to feigning some sort of injury just to stay home with Megan and te
