Her Shirt

MC pulled off her shirt and I was immediately jealous. I’ve seen MC without her shirt before. When we worked out we both typically wore sports bras and tonight was no different.

Her tits were larger than mine that was easy to tell even behind the restrictive bra. But it was her well defined 6 pack that really stood out and showed how in shape she was.

“Don’t stare!” She chastised as she reached for the bottle and gave it a turn. We all groaned as it landed on Aaron. Again her just casually tossed his second unworn shirt on the growing pile of clothes.

I held my breath as his spin came dangerously close to landing on me. In fact it looked like it might as the neck of the bottle pointed right between MC and I.

“Who is it?” I asked sitting very still least I lean into the bottles point. Russell leaned in behind the bottle like Carly had done earlier.

“It’s…”