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Maura
seemed completely distracted with planning and doing things with Harrison. So
much so, she didn’t let me know Harrison was coming over until the doorbell
rang. I was sitting at the bar in a white tank top with no bra and satin pajama
extra short shorts. My hair was in a messy bun on top of my head, and I was
drinking my coffee, completely zoned out. So when Harrison and JOHN walked into
the kitchen, I didn’t notice it until it was too late. The clearing of their
throats was my first sign, sending a shiver down my spine.
I shot
to attention, unfortunately other parts of my body had already done so
beforehand, and I caught two guys ogling my large chest. Throwing my arms over
my front, I stood up. Forgetting the only pants I had on were actually more
‘panties’ than pants, I realized they were now glaring back at them as well.
The flushed cheeks on John told me they weren’t expecting my half-dressed
escapade either.
“Maura!”
I hollered. Then when she didn’t respond, I said ‘excuse me’ and began walking
towards my room. I FELT both set of eyes follow my backside all the way down
the hall.
Just as
I was getting ready to slam my door, a set of strong arms caught it mid-swing.
“John! What are you?…Why are you?...Get out!”
“John! What are you?…Why are you?...Get out!”
John’s
laughter was enough to piss me off. “Hey, can we talk just a minute?” His eyes
stayed focused on mine. He had a smirk on his face like he was trying really
hard not to look down. Now my cheeks were flushed. I let out a loud huff and
threw on the robe hanging behind my door.
“Uh,…”
What am I saying! “No! We can’t talk John. Out…Now!” I hollered, shooting my
pointed hand towards the door.
“At
least get dressed and come talk with me in the living room. There’s something I
really need to discuss with you…please?” John said with a sincere, but pleading
expression on his face.
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