part 2

After I'm done getting myself off, I see that I have another snap from Sammie. I open it up, and holy shit. This is a picture of her front this time, in the bath, her large tits peeking out over the bubble, with the caption "Believe me, you'd love it". My mind became conflicted between wanting to fuck Sammie and not knowing what to think because she's my fucking girlfriend's sister and why the fuck is she sending me this!??!?!* I did the rational thing for my relationship and decided to not respond to her.

About a month later, Lindsay admitted to cheating on me, the hoore, and I broke it off remotely (still out of town for work). In the meantime, Sammie would still randomly send me snaps, but they toned down after I didn't respond to her tits pic. Fast forward to when I'm coming back to the states, and I see my connecting flight out of Chicago O'Hare is delayed, so I'll have to stay the night there. I don't want to pay for a hotel, so snap Sammie, "Hey, my connecting flight out of Chicago is delayed, so I'll need to stay the night in Chicago. Can I crash on your couch?" "Sure. I'll pick you up." Thank god, Sammie was a lifesaver.