Hannah, Scheming

Hannah couldn’t get the idea out of her head.

Zara had said it so quickly, so off-hand, that Hannah didn’t think any of the others had really taken it in or taken it seriously.

She dared them - and by them, it only really applied to Hannah and Hikaru - to find a way to flash Ollie and get his reaction on camera.

April was already sleeping with him, and Margot had already gone streaking and flashed. Hannah guessed Margot could do it again, but it wouldn’t be as funny the second time. And the idea of Hikaru flashing Ollie was almost absurd - the poor girl had looked like she was going to spontaneously combust just watching Margot go through with her dare. And her embarrassment over seeing Zara naked had lingered way longer than necessary.

The wild thing was that Hikaru would probably get the most comedic reaction out of him, considering their history and the fact that she was smuggling around those sweater puppies of hers. Hannah had seen her in swimsuits over the years and had been more than a little jealous of the tall, willowy girl.

But that all cycled back around to Hannah doing it.

She was supposed to get dinner with Ollie later in the week. Her ‘date’ with him, not that the others had put together the guy she was asking out was Ollie. And he didn’t realise it was anything other than a regular hangout night for them.

But what if she manoeuvred her way into flashing him somehow? She could wear a loose crop top and flash him her titties. Would he like them even though they weren’t as big as April’s? But then, he hadn’t had a problem with Zara’s little tits and she was almost flatter than Hannah, so it probably wasn’t an issue of how big they were, but more who they were on.

What if she wore a cute, flowy summer dress? It wasn’t her usual style, but she could go commando and maybe a breeze swept through and blew up the front and she could act all ‘Oh my gosh!’ and have to cover herself after he got a good peek. Or if there wasn’t any wind, she could pick a good time to drop her purse or need to tie her shoes or something, and bend over at the waist and let the dress ride up.

Just the thought of it had Hannah distracted and flushed as she continued her climb on the stairmaster at work, getting in some personal time before her next client.

Ollie was going on a date with April that night. That was the other thing that was distracting her.

Because that meant that Ollie might be having sex that night.

“Fuck,” she muttered to herself, then quickly glanced around to make sure none of the other gymgoers had heard her - sometimes she spoke a little too loud when she had her headphones in and playing loud music. No one was nearby, and she chuckled to herself softly. No one would have guessed it was over her pining for her best friend’s supposedly gigantic cock and not just the tough speed she’d set for herself on the stairmaster.

She might not have the tits, but she definitely had an ass that could compete with the likes of April or Margot.

And she might be smaller than April, but she was pretty sure she could ride Ollie-

“Oh my gawd,” she murmured to herself, shaking her head heavily. Hannah knew she had to get her mind out of her ovaries, or the rest of the day would be a mess. She slapped the Stop button on the machine and let it slow down before hopping off and checking her phone - shit. She didn’t even have enough time to go get herself off in a stall in the women’s washroom.

Swearing to herself, she headed towards the change room anyways, needing to wipe herself down and pretty up a bit before her client. The guys always worked harder when she looked a little less ‘Let’s fuckin’ go!’ and a little more ‘Let’s do this, big boy’ even if she wasn’t likely to give them a shot.

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