Because Corrine is wearing the same thing right now...

APRIL, SENIOR YEAR…

It was late, I was tired, and I couldn’t stop staring at Corrine’s tits. I was up in her room, helping her prepare for a big upcoming test, and she had decided to repay me by donning that same damn nightie she had worn months ago for her first scene in Wolf-Guard.

“If you’re gonna stay up helping me, you may as well enjoy the view,” she’d said.

I assured Corrine I would always enjoy the view around her, but I wasn’t exactly going to argue the point. In any case, I’m pretty sure her motive for donning that outfit was significantly less altruistic—she always found my obvious obsession with her breasts wildly entertaining and simply wanted to put on a show.

Again, I wasn’t gonna argue.

After a couple hours, I didn’t even bother trying to hide my erection anymore. I occasionally caught Corrine’s eyes darting down to make sure I was still painfully hard.

When we finally finished studying and I got up to head out, Corrine stopped me at the door, pulling me in for a long, wet, thank-you kiss on the lips. The full weight of her barely covered breasts toppled against my chest.

I let out a groan, feeling my hands slide unbidden down her back and across the curve of her ass.

“If I didn’t know you better, Corrine, I’d think you were trying to seduce me.”

She pulled away from me, a sadistically naughty smile on her face. “But you do know me better, don’t you?”

I let out a long, exasperated sigh and nodded. “Well enough to know you’re just teasing.”

Corrine faltered a bit from the disappointment in my voice. She looked me in the eyes and asked, “But you like it, right?”