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All in all, not a bad setup.

As I work on the sink, I daydream about the shower I’m going to take as soon as the clock strikes five.

Chapter 22

Sterling

The lights shutoff in the front half of the Laundry Cabin, telling me Courtney is going to bed.

I wonder what she wears to sleep.

A T-shirt and underwear?

Those baggy sweatpants I saw her in this morning?

A lacy little dress?

Nothing at all…?

I press my palm against the front of my boxers.

If my little worker is heading to sleep, then I will too.

My lights are already off, so I pull back my quilt and drop into bed.

Lying on my back, I keep my hand on my dick as I think abouther.

I think about those wet braids I saw when I spotted her coming out of the showers.

I had another moment of guilt, realizing I hadn’t even thought about showers since the Bunk House has two full bathrooms. But the majority of our guests are men, so she’ll pretty much have that whole women’s bathroom to herself.

I was standing there, working on convincing myself that was actually a perk, when she shifted the bundle in her arms.

The wet towel, presumably wrapped around clothes, soaked the shirt she’d just put on.

Her thin T-shirt.

I was no longer thinking about showers because I was looking at her nipples.

At her hard fucking nipples, straining against the cotton, showing the perfect outline.

I slide my hand inside my boxers and grip my length.

And I start to stroke.

Thinking about her soft tits and hard nipples.

About how her skin would’ve been damp and warm.

I think about her right now, climbing into bed, settling onto her pillows.

I think about her getting comfortable, letting out a moan.

I think about her slipping her hand into her panties, thinking about me.

Chapter 23

Courtney

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