And in this specific instance, it was her decision to quit the spring soccer team that had been the culprit. While Rachel was usually an active athlet...e, soccer had been just another victim of her general malaise towards school and life in general as she’d wandered aimlessly in her painful fog during the spring. Under normal circumstances, she would have been out on the field several hours each afternoon and the effects of the late-spring sun would’ve given her the glow that was now so. As she waited for the hot water to return, she noticed her tits were getting tight. She could see her nipples growing bigger as they stretched out of her boob. She began touching them, poking them back inside her breast, pinching them between her thumb and index finger. Her nipples were sensitive, and she was getting aroused. Her eyes slowly closed as she played with her tit. Her hand slid slowly down her stomach, as if instinct was telling her to. She placed her fingers on her dirty blond. ”“Wait, no one needs to know, Cliff” I repeated. “We can just enjoy what we have without anyone knowing. This was amazing. It still is.”“Do you know what it feels like to have an amazing night like that, only to find out you’ve been used?”“No, I don’t. I didn’t. I’m sorry, Cliff. It’s not like that for me.”“But it is. If you hadn’t made that bet last night, would you have come home with me last night?”“Um, maybe?” I answered unconvincingly.“I think it’s only right that you know what it’s. " I went to the car, got in and went home.It was ten minutes after five when I got home; I took out my outfit and the one I was going to have Matt wear. I put on my leather corset; it pushed up my tits showing my nipples. I put on my stiletto high heel shoes, my fish net stockings and my leather garter. I know wearing these made men hot as hell when they saw me like this. I laid out Matt's leather suit; his hood and then fastened the chains I brought to each side of the bed. I figured that when.