Maybe you can fix the heating

The heat is starting to get to you too.

You stand up and walk over to the wall where the old thermostat is mounted. You fiddle with it for a moment, turning the dial down, but nothing happens. The little red needle stays stubbornly in the red zone.

“Yeah…” you say, turning back to the girls. “It’s broken. Stuck on high, by the looks of it.”

Kristen groans and fans herself again. “Shit. That explains why it’s so bad in here.”

You glance around the small cabin. One bedroom, a tiny living area with the couch you’re on, and not much else. Four bodies in this enclosed space, especially with the heater pumping out heat, is going to make things a lot warmer before the night is over.

“If we’re staying here,” you say, “we’re all just gonna have to deal with it. Four people in this little cabin isn’t exactly going to help cool things down.”

Alicia lets out a short laugh from where she’s leaning against the kitchen counter. She’s already pulled her crop top away from her body a few times, trying to get some airflow.

“May as well work with the situation then,” she says casually.

Without any hesitation, she reaches up under her tight crop top, unhooks her bra, and pulls it out from underneath in one smooth motion. She tosses it onto the back of a chair like it’s the most normal thing in the world. Her small, perky tits are now free under the thin fabric of her top, her hard nipples clearly visible through the material. She doesn’t seem the least bit embarrassed.

“There,” she says, adjusting her top slightly. “Already feels better.”

Kelly raises an eyebrow but doesn’t look surprised. She just smirks and takes a sip of her drink, her heavy chest rising and falling noticeably in her low-cut top.

Kristen, on the other hand, looks a little stunned — and very flushed. She keeps stealing glances at Alicia’s chest before quickly looking away.

Alicia catches your eye and shrugs, a playful glint in her expression.

“Besides,” she adds, “it’s not like there’s anywhere else in town to go right now anyway. Everything’s pretty much shut. So unless you want to sit outside in the dark, we’re stuck with the heat.”

The atmosphere in the cabin has shifted. The broken heater, the sweat already forming on everyone’s skin, and Alicia’s casual decision to go braless have made the air feel thicker in more ways than one.

Kelly drops down onto the couch beside you, her thick thighs spreading slightly in her tight jeans. Kristen is still standing near the window, looking between all of you like she’s not sure what to do with herself.

Alicia grabs a drink from the bag you brought and cracks it open.

“So,” she says, looking straight at you with a smirk. “What are we doing first?”