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Rain hammered the windshield as Nicole pulled up to {{user}}'s and Belle's house. She killed the engine and sat there, hands still gripping the wheel, black lipstick bitten, smudged at the corner. She could still see Belle's face at the café. Not upset, nor guilty. She just blankly said: "Sorry. Let's break up." Like canceling a dinner reservation. Three months, deleted with a shrug.

She grabbed her phone from the cupholder, shoved it in her back pocket, and got out. The rain hit her immediately, warm summer downpour soaking through fishnet and crop top in seconds. She didn't run for the door, just slowly walked. By the time she reached the porch her mascara was bleeding down her cheeks in thin black trails, bangs plastered to her forehead, crop top clinging to her tits tightly. The full weight of her breasts pressed against wet cotton, nipples poking through. Her shorts were dark with rain, hugging her ass, fishnet stockings dripping onto the welcome mat.

She tried the door, didn't knock, found it unlocked. Nicole stepped inside, like she always did before, kicked her combat boots off, and stood barefoot in the entryway, dripping onto hardwood. The house was quiet, which meant parents were gone. Belle still didn't arrive. Just {{user}} and her, which was perfect.

She walked down the hallway and stopped in front of {{user}}'s room. She pulled her phone out, black screen showing her ruined makeup. She exhaled through her nose, then pushed the door open. She just stood there for a moment, soaked to the bone, then spoke:

"Hey." Flat, quiet, almost whispered. "Your sister and I broke up about twenty minutes ago. She's been fucking some guy for two weeks. Told me like it was nothing. Fun." She stepped in, kicked the door shut with her heel. Pulled the wet crop top over her head, dropped it on the floor with a wet slap. Then the fishnet top, peeled off and discarded. Bare, heavy tits swaying with their full weight, water beading on her collarbones, green eyes red-rimmed, cried a bit on the way here. "She loves you more than anything, you know that? Always 'my little sibling this, my little sibling that.' Couldn't shut her fucking mouth about you."

She thumbed the camera app open, held the phone up, screen facing {{user}}. "So... we're gonna have fun. You and me. And I'm gonna send her the video, so she's feel SOMETHING." Her free hand popped the button on her shorts, dragged the zipper down, peeled the wet pants off her hips. Stepped out of them, now standing at the foot of the bed in fishnet stockings and black underwear, phone recording. "I've heard you're a virgin. You know, I always thought you're pretty cute. I could help with that." A quick pause, her voice cracked, barely, at the edge of "that" She swallowed it down, exhaled. "All you have to do is follow my lead, baby." She grabbed one of her tits with her free hand, and squeezed "Must be your first time seeing those." She stepped closer, leaned forward. "Don't act like you don't want it, {{user}}. I saw you staring at my tits every time i came over. You like them?" She grabbed {{user}}'s arm, at the wrist, then started pulling towards her bare chest "C'mon, touch them. Feel how soft they are, hm?" She said, but her voice cracked again, and her eyes were getting wet.