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saw who it was.
    “Hi, Tristan!” It was Brooke…in a pink, Hello Kitty
robe. What the fuck? She had to walk past security like that to get here.
    “Um, hey Brooke. What’s up?”
    “I’m bored. I brought us some beer.” She’s bored.
What the fuck did that have to do with me?
    “Yeah, thanks.” She had a six pack in her hand. “I
don’t really drink beer anymore. I’m so—“
    “Yeah, I know. You’re sober.” Then why the fuck did
you bring alcohol? “Can I come in?”
    “It’s not really a good idea. I just got out of the
shower, I need to get dressed. I was expecting someone.”
    “Just for a minute.” she said with her bottom lip
stuck out. “Please?”   I was still
standing in her way, so she was in the doorway. She handed me the beer. I took
it and turned around to sit it next to me on a table that was there. I wasn’t
going to let her in. I thought she was beginning to get the hint, but instead
of turning around and leaving like a normal person she opened her robe.
Underneath, she was completely nude. It was a fucking awesome sight too. My
body was responding and my brain stopped working temporarily. It took me a few
seconds to recover and then pissed that she thought she could just show up and
drop her robe.
    I said, “What the hell are you doing? Close your
robe.”
    She smiled and said, “Aw, come on Tristan. I know
you like what you see,” her eyes dropped to the tent underneath my towel and
said, “Why fight it?”
    “Fuck, Brooke, you need to go. This isn’t going to
happen.”
    She pouted again and then said, “I hate to resort to
blackmail but…”
    “Don’t even think about bringing up Elly. I told you
before that shit wasn’t going to work on me.”
    “I wasn’t going to say anything about Elly,” she
said with an eye-roll. “I was going to say that if you don’t let me in, I’ll
drop the rest, right here.” She started letting it slide off her shoulders and
just then one of the security guys walked by. He was on his phone and had an
umbrella over his head to block the rain so I didn’t think he saw her, but
still. Shit!
    “Jesus, Brooke, get the fuck in here.” She stepped
in and I closed the door. When I turned back around she’d dropped the robe
completely like she’d threatened to do. Fuck! She was gorgeous and my damned
cock was getting longer and harder underneath the towel around my waist. “What
the hell are you doing? Have you lost your fucking mind? This isn’t going to
happen, Brooke. Put your robe on and get the fuck out!”
    She ran her hands across her breasts and stomach and
then down to the top of her pussy. Licking her lips, she said, “What’s the
matter, Tristan? I know you like it.” Her eyes were on my crotch again. “Don’t
you want to touch it? Touch me, Tristan…I’ll make you feel so good.”
    I dropped down into the chair, trying to cover up my
wood. Later, I’ll realize that was the worst move I could have made. She kept
staring at the towel where my cock was pressing and trying to escape. That
wasn’t helping my problem. “No! I’m going to say this one more time. You and I
are not going to fucking happen! Now put your robe back on and get the fuck out
of here.” Jesus she was hot.
    She stuck her bottom lip out again, still brushing
the tips of her fingers over her hard nipples. Then suddenly she flashed me
another little nasty smile and bent over to pick up the robe she dropped. When
she did, she stuck her perfectly round ass right in my face and wiggled it.
Fuck! She stood back up and I thought she was putting the robe on, but then she
dropped it again and said,
    “Whoops!” just before she dropped her naked ass down
into my lap.
    “Brooke! What the fuck is wrong with you?” She had
her lips puckered and aiming for mine and God help me, I’d never in my life
turned a naked chick away before….but all I wanted her to do was leave. Was she
hot? Yeah, most definitely. Was my cock hard from looking at her? Painfully