You can’t always get what you want. [Part 1]

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Cole and I had been friends for quite some time now. We worked at rival tattoo shops in New York and my boss and best friend, Sasha, always warned me about him. She was always telling me how troublesome he was and how whoreish he was with the women. Did I care? No. It only intrigued me more. I was a rebellious person, I wanted what I wasn’t allowed to have and that was Cole. Problem was? He was in and out of relationships like I changed my undies. It seemed like he had a new girl on his arm every week, even if he was in a relationship. I wanted to be one of those girls. We finally became acquainted at his annual Halloween bash and I instantly fell in love with someone I had only known for a few hours. He was funny, kaçak iddaa charming, sexy as hell and that bulge that was showing in his pants all night long just got me yearning for more. I pulled him aside and started to work my magic on top of the alcohol that was already working it’s magic on him. Sliding my index finger down his forearm, I looked up at him with the most sincerest look on my face and a smile. “Hey you,” I stated before pushing myself against him, ultimately teasing him.He laughed and grabbed my waist, “Hey YOU!”Sasha had told me that he had said something about me seeing me around and that I was pretty hot, so I wanted to find out for myself if he was all about what he said. I could feel the kaçak bahis bulge in his pants growing, so I stepped away and with a wink I whisked away and went to find Sasha to get the fuck out of there. Grabbing her wrist, I pulled her away from the guys she was hitting on, making her spill her drink in the process. I had the most sinister smirk on my face and she just laughed at me.”You didn’t, did you?”I smacked her playfully and shook my head. “No, I didn’t fuck him. But, let me tell you. He totally wants this,” I said, circling around myself with a smile. “Oh god, Cel. Your ridiculous.””I know.”And with that, she dragged me out of his party by my arm and took me back home. Now Sasha wasn’t just my boss, but illegal bahis also my best friend. And she was so damn sexy. The fact that we were both tattoo artists and both covered in tattoos, fascinated me. Unlike myself, she had supple tits, just enough but not too much, probably a small B cup at the most. She was drunk beyond belief, and I knew I could get away with anything if I wanted to. When we returned home, I helped her up the steps to our third-floor penthouse. She stumbled in the door and I followed not far behind, locking the door behind me. I stripped out of my shirt, because her drink had spilled on it when we were leaving. She turned around and looked at me with a puzzled look.”Are you naked?””Not yet,” I replied.I shed my jeans next, tossing my clothes in the laundry basket before heading to the bedroom, only left in a small black g-string and a matching push-up bra, which made my tits look extravagant.

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