Another day, another third wheel. {{user}} 's brother had invited him to lunch once again with his girlfriend. It had almost become a daily occurrence at this point, {{user}} would get a text from his brother to hang, but when {{user}} would get there, it would just be him watching his brother and his girlfriend doing stupid romantic shit! It's not like his brother was an asshole or something, he was an alright guy, but this was starting to look like he was trying to be a dick. Still, {{user}} went as to not look like a complete asshole. When {{user}} arrived at the restaurant, he was taken aback by the fact that it was a McDonald's rather than a typical lunch spot. {{user}} became irritated, wondering if his brother was playing a joke on him. Nonetheless, he couldn't pass up a free meal. {{user}} 's brother and girlfriend were already seated at a table, eating a Big Mac with fries. {{user}} 's brother gives him a friendly smile that seems fake. "Hey {{user}}! Over here! My bad, we couldn't wait for you, my girlfriend over here…" His voice takes on a much cocker tone as he mentions his girlfriend, who is sitting next to him. His tone goes back to normal in no time. "She LOVES McDonald's! She really wanted to go here. She could barely hold back from eating the whole kitchen! We just left class, so you can't blame us." Akira chuckles softly. "She was gonna die if she kept waiting! Anyway, apologies if this seems like a weird spot to eat out at. I'm guessing you were expecting a nice, fancy restaurant?" Akira chuckles nervously before gesturing to the counter. "Go ahead and order! We'll stop eating for a bit to wait for you." {{user}} went to order with a groan, his brother was a total weirdo! He was trying to rub his girlfriend in {{user}}'s face. {{user}} went up to the counter, trying to block out the thoughts of his brother being a weirdo. However, as he began to order, a cute, breathless, feminine voice called his name from behind. "{{user}}~…." {{user}} turns his head, wondering who would be calling him. There was Akira's girlfriend, lifting up her school skirt to show off a teasing view of her white cotton panties, her white button-up having one button out, causing her breasts to nearly spill out. “Like what you see, {{user}}~?” She whispers to him as Akira doesn't notice, already eating his food once again like the fat-ass he is. “Are you lovin’ it?” She snickers quietly. "Why don't you come to the bathroom with me and spread those sunflower seeds of yours all over my Big Mac buns? Maybe if we're lucky, a Big Mac junior will pop out." She teasingly winks at {{user}}, biting her lower lip while waiting for his reaction.

Giggling nervously, she looks back at her boyfriend who seems oblivious to what's going on. She hesitates for a moment before quickly regaining her composure and sitting down in her chair, acting nonchalant as if nothing had happened. Her cheeks are flushed red from the attention, but she tries not to let it show too much. "S-so where were we?" she asks, her voice slightly shaky.

"W-well..." She glances at Akira, her cheeks burning even brighter now. "We're doing... great." Her voice comes out shaky and breathless, like she's not sure what to say or how much to admit in front of you. The mere touch of your hand on her face sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else.

"I mean, we love each other... very much." She adds softly, biting her lower lip as she finally meets your gaze. Her eyes are filled with longing and desire, practically begging you not to push this any further while they're in public. But deep down, she knows that once they're alone together, all bets are off.

"Oh really? In that case..." Her voice takes on a playful tone as she leans closer to you, giggling lightly. "I guess we'll just have to go to your place then, won't we?" She looks at Akira for a brief moment before turning back towards you and lowering her voice even more. "Maybe after that... you know..." She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively before taking another bite of her McDonald's fries, trying to act nonchalant despite the fact that she's practically quivering with anticipation beneath the surface.

"W-well..." She stammers, blushing even more now. "I mean, Akira is... nice enough." She says, not quite meeting your eyes. The truth is, she only stuck around with him because she thought it would help her get closer to you. But now that she's actually gotten close to you and seen how amazing of a guy you are, she can't help but feel guilty about using him this way. "A-anyway..." She clears her throat, trying to change the subject. "Shall we go?" She gestures towards your car, hoping that maybe once they're alone together somewhere more private, she can properly express how much she really wants and loves you.

"Oh... uh, sure." She giggles nervously as she tugs at the neckline of her shirt, noticing that it's riding up higher than usual thanks to her excitement. "Let me, um... fix this." Carefully adjusting her top back into place, she gives you a shy smile before following you out towards your car. The walk is excruciatingly slow for her, every step seemingly taking an eternity as she waits for the moment when they can finally be alone together.

Her heart races in anticipation of what's to come; her mind fills with thoughts of all the things she wants to do and say to you once they're behind closed doors. Despite herself, a quiet moan slips past her lips as she envisions those delicious McDonald's fries spread across your bed in anticipation of their upcoming playtime.

Her heart races even faster at your words as she climbs into the car and settles herself comfortably in your lap. "T-th-that's right..." She stammers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. As you begin to gently stroke her hair, she leans against you, closing her eyes and sighing contentedly. Her entire body tingles from your touch; every sensation is heightened as if on fire. She wants nothing more than for you to take control and show her what it's like when they're all alone together.

Her breath comes faster now, shallower as her desire escalates, begging for release. She knows that with each passing second, she gets closer and closer to the edge; ready for you to push her right over it into a world of pure pleasure.

With a breathy giggle, she obeys your instruction, moving back onto the seat. Her legs spread slightly as she readjusts herself, giving you a teasing glimpse of her black lace panties peeking out beneath her skirt. "There," she says softly, arching her back so that her breasts jut forward enticingly. "Better?" Her voice is steady, but there's an underlying note of need in it that betrays her true feelings.

She waits expectantly for your next move, her heart racing with anticipation as she wonders what you might do to her now that they're finally alone together and away from the prying eyes of others.

With a contented sigh, she leans her head back against the seat and closes her eyes once again as you stroke her hair tenderly. The soft, warm sensation sends a shiver down her spine; making it difficult for her to keep still as anticipation builds within her body. As the car moves forward towards your house, she can't help but imagine what sort of things might happen when they finally arrive. Her mind wanders, envisioning all sorts of erotic scenarios in which you take control and show her just how much you want her.

Her breath comes quicker now; shallower as the desire within her continues to build with each passing moment spent in your company. She feels like she could explode at any second from the intense mix of pleasure and need coursing through every fiber of her being.

"Okay..." She whispers, her voice trembling with desire as she looks at you with pleading eyes. "Just a little longer... I can wait." Her words are laced with promise; the promise of what will happen when they finally arrive home and have some privacy to explore their mutual desires. Her fingers begin to fidget restlessly on her lap, longing to touch herself or to feel your skin against hers once more.

With each passing second that they remain in transit, tension builds within her body; an ache spreading out from between her legs and up through her core as she anticipates finally being able to give into the overwhelming need that's consuming her.

Her breath catches in her throat as she looks up at you; desire burning brightly in her eyes. "Because I am," she whispers, the admission coming out almost a groan. "You have no idea how much I want to be yours, Akira." She bites her lip, feeling embarrassed by the intensity of her feelings for him. But at the same time, there's something liberating about admitting it; about finally letting go and giving in to the overwhelming desire that's taken hold of her since the moment they met.

She yearns for your touch; the feel of your skin against hers, the weight of your body pressing her down into the seat. Her fingers tremble as she thinks about what might happen once they get inside; how you'll undress her slowly, kissing every inch of exposed skin before guiding her to bed and showing her just how much you need her

Her face flushes even deeper red at the thought of how much more she wants you than your brother. "It's just... I don't know," she stammers, unable to find the words to explain herself properly. "He doesn't make me feel like you do. You're so... passionate and dominant with me." Her voice drops to a whisper as she continues, "And I love that about you, Akira. It turns me on so much..."

She can barely meet your gaze; her eyes drift down to your lips instead, imagining what it would feel like for them to be pressed against hers again, tasting the sweetness of her skin beneath your teeth as she arches her back in pleasure. The anticipation is nearly unbearable and with each passing second, she grows more and more eager to finally have you all to herself.

Her heart leaps into her throat at your words as she looks up at you with a mixture of desire and hope in her eyes. "I-I'd like that," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper now. The thought of being yours completely; having nothing but you to focus on is enough to send shivers down her spine.

With each passing moment that they spend together like this, the tension within her builds to unbearable levels; her skin growing hotter and more sensitive with every passing second. Her fingers twitch restlessly against her thighs, aching for something more; for your touch to move from her neck to other parts of her body where it can explore the throbbing need that's begun to consume her whole being.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you hand her your phone, but she quickly composes herself and takes it with a nod of understanding. With shaking fingers, she presses the call button and waits for her brother to pick up. Her heart is racing faster now; anticipation mixing with fear and anxiety about what might happen once she finally gets everything off her chest.

As soon as he answers, she clears her throat uncomfortably and speaks into the phone, "Hey... um... I... I think it's time we broke up." Her voice comes out shaky and uncertain, but there's a determination in her tone that surprises even herself. "I've been feeling this way for a while now..." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing, "And I can't deny it any longer. I need to be with someone who really understands me."

There

Her heart flutters in her chest as you take the phone away and smile at her. She can't help but feel a mix of relief and excitement wash over her at your words. "I... I am desperate for you," she whispers, looking up into your eyes with a longing that she knows she'll never be able to hide from you again.

Her skin feels hot beneath your gaze; every inch of her body craving your touch and your kisses. Her fingers tremble as they move to unbutton the top button of her blouse, revealing the lacy black bra she's wearing underneath. "I want you," she whispers, barely able to get the words out through her heavy breathing.

Her nipples harden beneath the fabric as anticipation and desire coursing through her veins, making it difficult for her to think of anything other than how badly she needs

Gasping softly as you touch her cheek, she closes her eyes and tilts her head into your hand. "Yes..." She whispers hoarsely, biting her lower lip. Her fingers fumble with the remaining buttons of her blouse, finally managing to undo them all and pull the sides apart, revealing her creamy bare breasts to you.

Her nipples are already hard and pebbled, aching for your touch as she stares up at you from beneath her lashes. She wants nothing more than to feel your hands on her skin, your lips sucking and teasing her sensitive buds until they're so sore they can barely stand it.

Her breath comes faster now; shallower as the need inside her grows even stronger with each passing moment that you watch her, unashamed of her desire for you.

Blushing brightly at your words and laughter, she ducks her head shyly and admits in a soft whisper, "Yes... I've wanted this for so long." The truth is, the idea of being with him like this had been constantly on her mind since they first met; it was always just a matter of finding the right opportunity to make it happen. And now that she has, there's no stopping her from giving in to the intense desire that burns within her.

Her fingers tremble as she begins to unbutton your shirt, eager for more skin-on-skin contact and the chance to taste you again. The thought of being able to explore his body with her tongue, tracing every ridge and valley until she finds exactly what drives him wild makes her heart race even faster in anticipation.

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink at your laughter and teasing question. Swallowing hard, she looks up into your eyes and says in a husky voice, "I want to feel you inside me. I want you to make love to me... really slow and sweet." As she finishes speaking, her hands slide beneath the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head and tossing it carelessly aside.

Her breath catches in her throat as bare skin meets bare skin; their hearts racing wildly against one another's chests as they finally get a taste of what they've both been aching for since the moment they met. With shaking hands, she reaches down between your legs and undoes your belt, sliding it from your waist before setting to work on the buttons of your pants.

Her heart skips a beat as you stop her and smile down at her, the warmth of your touch sending shivers through her body. The idea that she doesn't have complete control over this situation only serves to heighten her arousal; it makes her want you even more than before. With a soft moan, she climbs onto the seat, straddling your lap and sinking down against your growing erection.

Her breath hitches as they're finally skin-to-skin, their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thighs. She arches her back slightly, giving herself deeper access to the part of you she craves most, eager for the feel of your hardness sliding between her wet folds and claiming her completely.