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Chapter 588 by BreaktheBar BreaktheBar

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Bringing Back Breakfast

You sent your good morning text to Gemma, beating her to it since you were up so early, and got a heart emoji back followed by a car and a whooshing wind, which you were pretty sure meant she was currently on the road heading back to her place at her University. You had kind of been hoping to go over how awkward things had been last night with Sabrina andEmma, but sometimes you had to be an adult and figure shit out for yourself without the input of a female brain to translate things for you.

It didn’t take too long for you to grab breakfast from the bakery spot down the block from Sabrina’s place and you had another momentary flash of Deja Vu as you remembered the last time you’d gotten breakfast for yourself, Sabrina and one of her sisters at the same spot. You’d gotten back to the apartment, thought it was Sabrina looking out the balcony window, and things had gotten a little… crazy.

This time you were much less likely to confuse who was who, but you were still determined not to accidentally fuck another of Sabrina’s sisters.

When you got back to the apartment you gave a quick knock - you didn’t have a key so you’d had to lock the door quietly from the inside before you slipped out, and now you were hoping Sabrina was finished cleaning herself up orEmma was up. Thankfully it seemed like both were true as Sabrina opened the door and took the bakery box from you with a grin and a kiss andEmma was no longer on the couch. The shower was running, so that must have been where she was.

“All good?” you asked Sabrina as you shut the door and kicked off your shoes.

“I definitely feel better than last night with some space,” she said, grabbing plates from the kitchen before setting them out at the kitchen table. “But… can we not talk about it?”

You bit the inside of your cheek lightly but nodded. “When you’re ready, I’m here,” you said.

“I know,” she replied, coming back over to you and putting both her hands flat on your chest, looking up at you with the sort of big-eyed, doey gaze that could melt you. “I just need to finish the conversation with her before I can… unload.”

You leaned down and kissed her instead of answering, and she slowly turned that into a full-on make-out as she teased her tongue on your lips and curled her fingers, clinging to your shirt.

“Is John back?”Emma called from the bathroom.

“He is,” Sabrina said, pulling away. “I am,” you called at the same time.

“Fuck,” you heardEmma mutter. “Um… can you bring me my bag, sis?”

Sabrina gave you a look that said ‘teenagers’ and went and grabbedEmma’s little carry-on suitcase and hauled it to her. You decided to be helpful and grabbed the sheet and blanket from where they had been left messy on the couch, intending to fold them. When you flicked the blanket out to get it spread for folding, however, a little pink piece of fabric flung out and clung to the back of the couch.

A tiny, practically see-through pink thong.

You coughed, turning, and Sabrina was looking at you with a wry grin and a raised eyebrow as she returned from the bedroom. Then she saw the thong and snorted, covering her grin with a hand. The two of you quickly folded the blanket and sheet, and while you made a quick retreat to the kitchen table and started doling out the pastries - cinnamon buns and danishes - onto each plate, Sabrina picked up the thong and gently laid it out on top of the folded blanket, framed right in the centre.

“You’re mean,” you chuckled quietly.

Sabrina just grinned and sat down next to you, giving a little shrug as she kicked her feet up into your lap and took a bite of her danish.

“So, I assume I’m making myself scarce again?” you asked.

“Please,” Sabrina said. “Just for a bit, and I know where you’re going to go, too.”

“Oh, really? Where is that?”

“Ugh,” Sabrina scoffed, narrowing one eye as she squinted at you. “Tasha spilled the beans, didn’t she?”

You weren’t even sure why you tried. “Yes and no,” you admitted. “She said we had plans but didn’t tell me what they were.”

Sabrina tutted and shook her head, but smirked a little. “I gotta teach that girl to keep her mouth shut when it comes to fun surprises.”

“So what am I doing while the Sodemeyer Sisters figure things out?”

“You, my darling, handsome, sweet, big-dicked boyfriend,” Sabrina said slowly, shifting her foot so it was petting the front of your shorts until her toes found the outline of your cock. “Are going to the waterpark outside of the city with Tasha and Becks. So bikinis and fun for the afternoon. If we can figure our shit out,Emma and I might join later.”

You stretched and groaned, thinking of your two busty friends in sexy bikinis, and your delightful girlfriend in the same.Emma wouldn’t be taking away from the scenery either. “Amazing,” you said. “But what about if you postpone the conversation until after the waterpark?”

Sabrina sighed softly, glancing to the side back towards the bedroom. Her hair dryer was running so there was no chance ofEmma hearing. “There’s still a lot to work out,” she said. “And we can turn off the argument for a while, but we’d probably turn into total cunts to each other if we don’t get it all out.”

“OK,” you said, grabbing her foot and lifting it higher, kissing the side of her arch. “I will suffer through a day at the waterpark without your gorgeous, beautiful, bikini-clad body to tease me.”

“What a sacrifice,” she laughed.

WhenEmma finally came out of the washroom, carrying her suitcase, she was dressed in a tank top that was hugging her like a second skin and did very little to hide the bumps of her nipples, and a pair of cotton shorts that had the bottom legs rolled up even further, showing off all of her long, skinny legs.

“What the fuck,” she gasped when she saw the thong, grabbing it in a fist and glaring over at Sabrina.

“What?” her sister asked. “You left that out. He sees them all the time anyway.”

Emma huffed and fixed her hair, the mass of strawberry-blonde hair curling a bit from the dampness. Considering the show she was currently giving you with that top, you didn’t think she really meant it.

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