Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

“Sofia” he cleared his throat and I just licked my finger where a bit of
gooey caramel had run down.
“Damn, this muffin is good, is that from Krista’s bakery? I never—“
“For fuck’s sake, Sofia, your robe!” He exploded, and I finally looked up
from my muffin to him.
Pink cheeks, pink ears, hell even the tip of his nose was pink and he was
staring at me, nostrils flared. Damn he was cute when he blushed. Don’t ask
me why but there was just something about a man who blushed that made him
instantly more attractive in my eyes.
“What?” A frown etched its way to my face, and I simply tilted my head
to the side, not understanding where he was getting.
Then he nodded to my lap and I looked down at myself. Oh fuck. Oh fuck,
fuck, fuck.
I did not just flash him my pussy.
I did not.
Shame and uneasiness wrecked my stomach and for a second I wished to
disappear.
I immediately closed my legs, jumping up, giving him my back and
refastening my robe as tight as I could. I even did a double knot since the
hollow between my breasts was also showing.
The muffin I was eating fell on the floor in my haste to cover up but I still
swallowed the last bite that was in my mouth with difficulty. It was either
that or choke on it and I’d had enough embarrassment for the day. The
delicious treat now tasted like cardboard, its sweetness drowned by the
force of my humiliation.
“I-I didn’t look, I swear. As soon as I noticed I tried to tell you but—
yeah, uh, okay. I’ll wait for you outside.”