Her Ass.

There was no way I could ignore the sexiness right in front of my face. Her round cheeks were flushed from her orgasm ever so slightly, and her perfect rosebud of an asshole looked ready and waiting for my fingers. Just as I was about to push forward, Charlotte spoke.

"Oh god Brent, that was incredible. I can't even..." She trailed off, and I heard her rummaging. "Ohh, Kaila messaged you. Let's see what those two got up to..."

There was a pause, and my heart stopped for a second when I remembered exactly what Kaila had been sending me. And the sound of an angry snarl burst from Charlotte's lips..

"What the fuck Brent? Really? REALLY? This was a bet? You fucking were Playing! You think you can get my pussy on your dick?!" She was full out yelling now. Jumping up, grabbing her clothes, and gesturing wildly.

"Oh yeah, Mr Smooth, so much for being a better person than that douche at the gas station! Like what the fuck! You couldn't just... Why... Why would you DO THIS?" She yanked open the door over my stammering, still naked and stepped into the rain, pulling on her clothes as she hobbled as fast as she could.

"Fuck you Brent!" She yelled, giving me the finger.

Shit! That was all out of context! I had to explain it to her, right?