Head into work

I locked the car and started walking across the car park toward the office, phone in hand.

Me: “Not really thirst traps. Just… testing something.”

She replied before I even reached the front doors.

Cousin: “Testing what exactly? How many girls (and cousins) you can get worked up before 9am?”

I smirked as I walked, typing one-handed.

Me: “Something like that. You seemed to view the last one pretty quick.”

Cousin: “Hard not to when it pops up on my screen while I’m having coffee. You’ve got some nerve posting that where family can see it.”

There was no anger in her messages. Just that same teasing tone.

Cousin: “So… was that photo for everyone, or were you hoping certain people would see it?”

I paused just outside the entrance, thumb hovering over the screen.

Me: “Honestly? I didn’t really think that far ahead. But I’m not mad about who’s replying.”

She took a little longer to answer this time.

Cousin: “Careful. Keep going like this and someone might actually do something about it.”

I stared at the message for a second, cock twitching in my work pants as I pushed through the doors and headed for the lifts.

My cousin was flirting with me.

And I wasn’t stopping it.