Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Naked

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I put my hand to the top button of her jeans. “One button.” Pop. “Two buttons.” Pop. “Three buttons.” Pop. I unfolded the flap of denim revealing the plain, white knickers beneath.

“I’m so going to get you for this,” she said to me, but her eyes were sparkling.

“Er, excuse me,” I said, “Which one of us is naked here?”

“Yeah,” she said, “But you like it.”

“Oh, right, you deserve this,” I said, and I pulled at the top of her jeans and shuffled backwards down her legs at the same time. She squirmed even more, although that made it easier to get the jeans out from beneath her. I pulled them down as far as her knees and then shifted my position to sit across her thighs again.

I hadn’t realised quite how slim she was when she was wearing these unflattering jeans, but her thighs were so toned that I decided I was going to have to convince her to wear shorts and skirts a whole lot more after this. Assuming we were still friends after tonight, of course.

Read the rest of Take Pride, and 11 other ENF stories, in Just ENF

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