Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 2

The Itch (Cici POV)

Sid kissed me goodbye this morning before heading to his "other job." It was a dry, quick peck on the cheek. Routine. Boring.

As the door clicked shut, I didn't feel lonely. I felt... restless. An itch under my skin that I couldn't scratch.

I looked at myself in the hallway mirror. At 25, I was in my prime. My tits were heavy and perky, my waist was snatched from hours of yoga, and my ass was round. I was a Ferrari parked in a garage, gathering dust. Sid didn't know how to drive me.

Then I thought about Leo.

Sid's partner. The tall, broad-shouldered man with the hungry eyes. I'd caught him staring at my chest a thousand times. I'd seen the bulge in his jeans when I "accidentally" bent over. Unlike Sid, Leo looked at me like he wanted to eat me alive.

I checked the time. Leo would be coming soon.

I went to the bedroom and opened my drawer. I pushed aside the sensible cotton underwear Sid liked. Instead, I stripped off everything. No bra. No panties. Just bare skin.

I pulled on one of Sid's oversized white T-shirts. It was huge on me, covering just enough to be decent, but loose enough to invite disaster.

I walked into the studio kitchen. The breeze from the AC tickled my bare pussy. My nipples hardened instantly, rubbing against the rough cotton.

Come on, Leo, I thought, grabbing a watermelon from the fridge. Come catch me.