Camelot (My little slut) Pt. 2

Everything changed after that night. We were obsessed with each other. I wanted to spend every day there. It wasn’t easy though. I needed to make sure Cache didn’t suspect anything weird. The following week I went over to his house during the week. Typically I was only there on weekends.

Cami and I would kiss as we passed by each other in the hallway or sneak an ass or tit grab whenever I could. She loved groping my ass too for some reason. She did that way more than she grabbed my cock.

It had been a few days since the night and nothing more had really happened. I couldn’t spend the night over the weekdays so it was hard to do much. I counted down the days for friday.

Finally, it was friday. I knew that the best chance I had of getting some alone time with her was to get Cache really drunk. So of course, I came over with an entire handle of vodka. Smirnoff Pomegranate was our drink of choice for some reason. I can’t even think of that shit anymore with how much we drank it growing up.

When I showed up she wasn’t home yet. I was bummed but somewhat relieved that I could spend some time with Cache without him thinking I was after her. We played some video games and had a drink or two as we played. A couple of hours went by when finally I heard the front door open. It was Cami. She walked past the office and stopped when she saw me, a smile immediately growing on her face.

“Hey Douchebag” She jabbed at Cache.

“Hey Slut” he responded.

Little did he know how right he was. She was the perfect little slut. My little slut. She was wearing some jeans and a normal t-shirt. Nothing over the top. She headed upstairs and came back down a few minutes later. This time wearing a little jean skirt and a much tighter tank top that showed off her cute tits better.

She walks into the office and sits down on the recliner and begins to watch. I watched as Cache noticed her different wardrobe.

“Did you change?” He asked her.

“Umm, yeah what’s it to you?” She snided back.

“I’m just wondering why you would change into that.”

*Because I want to show Miguel my cunt* I imagined her responding and chuckled to myself.

“Because I felt like changing,” she responded.

Cache just rolled his eyes. She loved pissing him off so much.