“You’re playing with fire, baby.”
Your adventurous nature has lead you to fuck your best friend’s throat in the secretary’s desk chair. You probably should have stopped with the not-so-innocent dares after that, but you’re nothing if not ready to take some calculated risks.
Unfortunately, man are you bad at math.
Your best friend has been playing the long game and before you know it, she’s got you strapped to the desk chair in her bedroom, naked— and she’s getting a little too cocky to your liking. Still, you refuse to tap out. If anyone is giving up, it’s her, not you.
Things take a turn when she starts to cheat.
It’s only natural that you’d want to make her pay for it, right? It’s perfectly normal to want to make her scream your name after she’s edged you for what felt like an eternity, right? After all, this is no different from any other situation you two have been in.
And again, you’re not about to fucking lose.
