I had met my girlfriend online via Instagram. We lived a few blocks apart and I figured that it would be easy. I was wrong. We hit it off and moved fast into our new relationship.
We had great sex back then, but declined a couple of months later as I started realizing I didn't like her personality as much as I thought I did. She prides herself in being a very intelligent woman, which she is, but she also has this habit of being however she wants. If she wants to act like a bitch, then she will and no one can tell her differently; but let someone do the same thing and she gets a stick up her ass about it.
Now enter her sister. I met GiGi while my girlfriend and I were visiting her friends from college. GiGi came over wearing a short skirt and a tight shirt that hugged her ample breasts in a very complimentary way. I could not help but stare whenever I was sure no one was looking. Her sister did though.
Days later, her sister needed help moving some furniture. My girlfriend being trusting of me agreed to lend me to help. I got an uhaul and drove GiGi over to her apartment and helped her pack the uhaul after she changed into a pair of flats.
Now, let me describe her. She is 5 foot 4 while her sister is 5 foot 2. She is thick in all the right places and has beautiful olive skin. She has a flat stomach, whereas her sister is chubby. She has blonde hair while her sister has black.
Anyway, we get on our way to the storage unit and she started squirming in her seat. I looked over at her and saw her attempting to scratch her back.
"Need help?" I asked.
"Yes please. I can't seem to get it," was her reply.
I patted the seat next to me and said, "You'll have to come closer, I can't reach that far and drive." I grinned.
She looked at me and shrugged before unbuckling her seat-belt so she could scoot closer to me. As soon as she got close enough to me I slipped my hand under the back of her shirt and began scratching her back.
"A little to the left. Up. Up."
She groaned out as she tried to match my nails with her itch. I attempted to scratch where she wanted but her bra was in the way.
"Your bra is in my way, Gi." I said. At that point I wasn't thinking about sex or even taking advantage of her.
She immediately responded with, "Unclip it!"
I quickly unsnapped her bra with one hand and resumed scratching. She began squirming with renewed vigor, moving to keep my nails where she was itching.
She moaned out, "That feels so good."
I don't think she realized how much she was losing herself in the moment because her left hand had dropped to my lap and was rubbing my right inner thigh. Her eyes were closed as she indicated that her right shoulder itched. I moved her bra strap down her right arm and began scratching her shoulder. She seemed to get annoyed with her bra because she moved her hand from my leg and quickly removed it and threw it on the seat next to her.
This shocked me. I had gotten a glimpse of side boob when she lifted her shirt to remove her bra. I couldn't help but get a little hard. She kept moving under my nails as I attempted to check out her braless breasts and watch the road while scratching her bare flesh at the same time.
Eventually her hand found its way back to my inner thigh and she went back to rubbing it as she moaned.
"Rub it please?"
"Of course," I responded quietly.
At this point I would have tap danced bare foot on hot coals if it meant touching her some more. I began gently massaging her back as I pulled into the storage place.
Things paused for a moment as I typed in the storage code. The gate rattled open and I drove the truck in. I drove to her storage unit at the back of the facility.
GiGi looked at me. "Would you mind giving me a quick massage? I know it's a lot to ask but I really need it."