“You’re, ah, not wearing much.” I glance down. I tend to sleep hot, so my nightgown has no sleeves and is cut low. My tits are practically hanging out of the neck, and my nipples are prominent through the thin fabric. I should probably be embarrassed, but I still feel comfortable around him. If anything, I kind of want to tug the neckline lower, just to see his reaction. “It’s your fault for trying to break into my house.” “I wasn’t trying to break in. I was trying to jerk off on your door.”
