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By the time I woke up Megan had already got out of bed and by the looks of her pj’s thrown down on the bedroom floor, had also got changed. I was relieved that she hadn’t gone downstairs wearing them again as Tom was getting to see more of my girlfriend than I am. There was also a couple of gym outfits thrown on the floor so I guessed she had gone for a morning run.

Within the small pile of clothes I could make out the red thong that she had been wearing last night as I came into the room. My cock instantly stirred. I reached down and picked up the tiny thin lacey piece of fabric. It was size 6 and so lacey it was almost see through. Without thinking I started stroking my cock again as I picked it up. I opened it up to see the tiny patch of fabric which must barely cover her pussy. As I opened it I could get the smell of her sweet pussy filling the air and noticed her pussy juice had covered the fabric. It was too much. My cock started to spasm as I shot another load of cum into my boxers alone in bed. I quickly cleaned myself and decided I needed to go downstairs to get breakfast. I thought if I was quick enough I could make some for Megan before she got back.

As I made my way downstairs I could hear two voices in the kitchen. As I walked in Megan and Tom were having breakfast together. Megan jumped up to give me a big hug ‘oh sorry baby I didn’t want to wake you up and Tom made me breakfast. I hope you don’t mind’. Why was she sat there with him instead of me. Tom just smiled as the disappointment must have been obvious on my face. That soon faded as I saw the gym set that Megan had worn for he run. She had a very tight pair of pink shorts on which cling to her ass cheeks, almost being sucked in they were so tight around her firm bum. Her smooth tanned legs were fully out, as was her stomach as she had a matching pink tight sports bra on. Her 32b pert firm tits were pushed together as it was so low cut that it made them look impossibly big for her size. My cock stirred again as I saw how hot she looked. Her blonde hair tied up from her run. As she sat back down she had her back to me at the table as I made a drink. Tom’s chair was facing her as I glanced over, trying not to make it obvious I was looking at the two of them. All I could see was Megan leaning forward her arms on the table as I could only see her shoulders above the top of the chair. Tom didn’t notice me looking as his eyes were focused a lot lower than Megan’s as he was openly staring right down at her chest. Megan didn’t seem to notice, or maybe care as she carried on chatting away with the old landlord nodding and agreeing but clearly paying more attention to the view he had of her teen tits. At one point Megan reached down and adjusted her tight sports bra as Toms eyes widened and a brief smile crossed his face. What has she just done, had she inadvertently flashed him as she adjusted her top. I stood drinking my tea as the two of them were so focused on each other I got the impression that they didn’t even remember I was there.

I had to put a stop to this, the old landlord was gawking at my girlfriends tits as I stood there and watched. I cleared my throat and said to Megan ‘I’m going to go up now babe and get ready and then maybe we could walk out and get some lunch’. Without even looking back she quickly replied ‘ok babe I’ll be up in a bit’. Shit, that hadn’t gone to plan. Why did she want to stay down there instead of coming up with me. And I could hardly stand there and wait now if said that so I slowly turned and went upstairs leaving my landlord to blatantly stare at my girlfriends tits.

I sat on the edge of the bed as the time ticked by while I waiting for Megan to come upstairs. It must have been at least 15 minutes before she did, and by the time she had come up I was annoyed. As soon as she walked in I could see what Tom was looking at, her tight top was so low I could almost make out the outline of her nipples, the shorts were so tight I could see the outline of her pussy through them. Despite my obvious arousal I had to confront her giving Tom such an eye full. ‘ I can’t believe you’re wearing that outfit infront of Tom and staying downstairs to talk to him’. ‘What’ she snapped back, ‘you’re jealous that I’ve worn my gym outfit and talked to our landlord’. I stuttered. ‘No I’m jealous that you’ve flashed your cleavage at him’. She snapped back’ flashed my cleavage at him, what are you trying to say. I have just worn my usual top. What do you want me to do throw the breakfast that he’s made me in the bin and be rude?!’ Well no I say but … ‘but what’ she started to shout back. ‘Well maybe just not have such revealing clothes on infront of him’ . ‘These aren’t revealing’ she quickly replied. ‘You need to stop being such a jealous idiot’. I started to think, was I just being jealous or did she actually do anything wrong? Maybe I was over reacting, she hadn’t really done anything it wasn’t like she was actually flashing him. ‘Sorry’ is all I could muster as a response..