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When she was out of earshot, he let his finger graze the back of my thigh, and his voice got huskier than normal. “I see a snack I’d like to bite into.” I sat forward in the pool until we were eye to eye.
“What about your girlfriend?” He smiled and traced the edge of my bikini bottom. “She doesn’t have to know.”
“And your mom? She’s my friend!” I snapped, and he just laughed.
“We won’t tell her either.” I sucked my lower lip between my teeth and sighed. He was so cute; a deep dimple on the left side of his mouth always made me swoon. I looked back at the house and got a wicked idea. His mom babysat most weekends, and I knew she had diapers in the house.
Snack or Diapers
“Tell you what, if you want me to play with that hard-on of yours, there is one condition.” He stood up and held out a hand to pull me from the pool.
“Anything you want.” He offered me a towel and ushered me into the house. We slipped up the stairs without his mom noticing; she danced about the kitchen to her own beat. As we climbed the stairs, I snatched one of the pampers from a box that sat at the bottom and once we got to his room, I dropped the towel and slapped the diaper to his chest. “What the fuck is this?”
“If you want me to risk upsetting my friend and your girlfriend, I have to make you do something I know you won’t tell anyone about.” His hands groped at my ass, pulling me against him, and his lips trailed up my neck.
“You want to embarrass me?” He laughed, “Do whatever you want so long as I get to fuck you.”
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