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“your girlfriend sure has you whipped for someone you’re cheating on.” she had no  right to be jealous, but hell if jordyn wasn’t feeling petty enough to ignore that.

Jordyn was feeling frisky. Though she was by no means ashamed of her sexuality, she also didn’t have an exhibitionist bone in her body. She was shy, reserved, and, by her own account, a polite young woman who could never do anything inappropriate. Tonight, however, something got into her that she just couldn’t resist. Out to dinner with a group of  friends––including the best friend no one knew she was fucking––she slyly brought a hand over  to her friend’s thigh. Ghosting her fingers along  the skin of her friend’s inner thigh, she flashed her a gentle little smile, feigning innocence she was  currently in no possession of. She trailed her fingers up, teasing her lover, all the while pretending to be interested in the conversation their friends were having.

“would you stop screwing with me for once, and just tell me what you want? i can’t read your mind, you know.”

“you dumped me. for my best friend. i wouldn’t take you back if you were the only girl left for me to date.”

...“but i left my  girlfriend for you.”