I had met my girlfriend online via Instagram. We lived a few blocks apart and I figured that it would be easy. I was wrong. We hit it off and moved fast into our new relationship.
We had great sex back then, but declined a couple of months later as I started realizing I didn't like her personality as much as I thought I did. She prides herself in being a very intelligent woman, which she is, but she also has this habit of being however she wants. If she wants to act like a bitch, then she will and no one can tell her differently; but let someone do the same thing and she gets a stick up her ass about it.
Now enter her sister. I met GiGi while my girlfriend and I were visiting her friends from college. GiGi came over wearing a short skirt and a tight shirt that hugged her ample breasts in a very complimentary way. I could not help but stare whenever I was sure no one was looking. Her sister did though.
Days later, her sister needed help moving some furniture. My girlfriend being trusting of me agreed to lend me to help. I got an uhaul and drove GiGi over to her apartment and helped her pack the uhaul after she changed into a pair of flats.
Now, let me describe her. She is 5 foot 4 while her sister is 5 foot 2. She is thick in all the right places and has beautiful olive skin. She has a flat stomach, whereas her sister is chubby. She has blonde hair while her sister has black.
Anyway, we get on our way to the storage unit and she started squirming in her seat. I looked over at her and saw her attempting to scratch her back.
"Need help?" I asked.
"Yes please. I can't seem to get it," was her reply.
I patted the seat next to me and said, "You'll have to come closer, I can't reach that far and drive." I grinned.
She looked at me and shrugged before unbuckling her seat-belt so she could scoot closer to me. As soon as she got close enough to me I slipped my hand under the back of her shirt and began scratching her back.
"A little to the left. Up. Up."
She groaned out as she tried to match my nails with her itch. I attempted to scratch where she wanted but her bra was in the way.
"Your bra is in my way, Gi." I said. At that point I wasn't thinking about sex or even taking advantage of her.
She immediately responded with, "Unclip it!"
I quickly unsnapped her bra with one hand and resumed scratching. She began squirming with renewed vigor, moving to keep my nails where she was itching.
She moaned out, "That feels so good."