"Give me a second please"

I reply, trying to sound cool and casual, then after a few seconds I open the door to Millie's bed room. Millie is sitting at her make up table facing away from me, but she looks at me through the mirror, and I can tell she is a bit irritated.

We look at each other for a brief moment, then Millie breaks eye contact and says:

"Matt, my bra is on the window sill, and it is hand wash only."

I feel myself blushing massively, and look down on the floor, but when I look back up Millie is concentrating on putting on her make up and is ignoring me, so I walk over to the window and pick up her bra, and looking at it I can see that it has my cum smeared all over it.

I pick it up, then without saying anything I leave Millie's bed room, closing the door behind me.