youre sick!

with husband gone on business trip, shannon could finally relax and not have to pretend to be perfect little wife to man who nearly bored her to death. really only in it for the money, though at this point, she’d rather go back to living in trailer park than deal with another year of boring s*x and being clung to his arm on business parties like a trophy. lucky for her, she only really see’s him a few days out of the month. in red with white polka dots, high waisted, push up bra bikini that hugged onto curves, the blonde ditz bats her lashes as she glances over her shoulder, settling herself down on lounge chair.  ❝ if it’s no bother darling, could you apply some sunscreen on the places i can’t reach? wouldn’t wanna burn. ❞

her chest is beating rapidly to the sound of the music filling house party. blue eyes keep flickering between him and her drink whenever he’d look her way. claire couldn’t deny that seeing him made her upset, but for what others would assume would be the first time, she was angry as well. he’s flirting with another girl while she’d here pondering why she wasn’t good enough. it’s then does she see somewhat of an attractive male come up to her, asking her to dance. shy girl debates it for a second, but what she notices him looking, she nods her head and stands from the couch. redhead leads the stranger to the middle of the floor, swallowing harshly to gain confidence as her hand places on their chest and she begins to move against them, eyes set on the other.

there’s a cocky grin on his lips as his brow is raised curiously. brown eyes scan the other as he leans against his doorframe. “ what are you doing here? “ matt’s voice is low and raspy, makes sense considering it was the dead of night and he had been half asleep. “ last i heard what we had was over. finally realize no one else can make you cum as hard as i can? “

the door swings open as soon as oversized shirt is pulled over her head, causing her to be quick to fully pull it over her body, nearly jumping sideways. “jesus - could you knock?” she scowls, tugging it down to cover thighs before crossing arms over chest at the other. rolling her eyes, octavia scoots by them until she’s in front of the sink, grabbing her tooth brush. “i gotta brush my teeth.”

always kissing, always pulling away when hands go either south or north. riley’s cheeks always end up flustered, like now. she can tell the impatience on the others face, and so she pouts slightly, taking the others hand.  " look, it’s not that i don’t wanna.. have sex, or anything, because i do, god i really do. i mean, you’re hot, you’re beautiful, you’re.. you’re a good kisser, like really good. " seems to continue babbling before stopping herself, embarrassed. " i’ve just never been with a girl. i don’t wanna embarrass myself. "