“Let’s take a break,” you sigh, sitting down beside Christy. “I almost just passed out in the stairwell just now.”
“Yeah, I feel like I’m about to overheat,” she murmurs, playing with the zipper to her jacket. You swallow slightly as you watch the metal teeth slowly snap apart. Then Christy stops and slowly leans back, letting the ac hit her chest. Your eyes follow a sweat drop as it rolls down her throat and disappears into the dark abyss of her jacket.
“You know, you’d be a lot cooler if you took off your jacket,” you say. Christy glances over at you and smiles. You try not to blush, realizing that she was sitting directly underneath the air conditioning unit.
“Sure,” she chirps, standing up and spinning around to face you. “Why not?”
Your eyes widen as she plays with the edges of her jacket almost like the beginning of a sexy strip tease. She bites her lips as she starts unzipping her jacket. You follow the zipper down and down and swallow as you see…
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