Corruption by Step Sister

Gabe

I laughed at her word usage but kept my laughter quick, "It's only whore-ish if you think it is. I can tell you right now if you're comfortable with someone like what Summer and I have. Like if I were to ask her to do what I just asked you. She wouldn't hesitate and not only hesitate but also make a show out of it. You know why that is?"

Sabrina quickly spoke, "Because you've trained her to be a whore."

I sighed, "No Sabrina. Because Summer is comfortable with me. She feels safe with me. So when I ask her to lose something. She feels safe that I wouldn't judge her for what you're judging the act as."

Sabrina tried to fire a retort back at me but I cut her off, "Sabrina it shouldn't be how the outside world sees you or what you and YOUR partner are doing. What should matter is being comfortable around someone that the mere mention of doing something for your partner is between you and them." I wove my hand around the rest of range we were sitting at, "Fuck them. Fuck what they're thinking."

Sabrina looked at me and started to think about my statement.

I added, "What's more important what your partner thinks of you or the world?"

Sabrina blushed but spoke, "My partner."

I smiled, "Exactly so if I ask you to remove your bra then that's your choice to either grant my request or deny it. That's your choice."

Sabrina looked at me, "So if the roles were reversed if Summer were to ask you to remove your boxers you wouldn't hesitate?"

I slowly shook my head as I spoke, "Not only would I do it but I'd also up it by doing other things. Want to know why?"

Sabrina looked at me, "Ok."

I smiled, "Because it's fun."

Sabrina quickly spoke, "But what if someone thinks what you two are doing isn't proper?'

I laughed and spoke clearly for, "Fuck them. I'm not dating them. I'm dating Summer."

I tried not to think of the fact I had just admitted that I was 'dating' Summer. I lightly wondered if I was dating Summer would that mean that I was also dating Kel?

Or was Kel our shared toy?

Mistress? Submissive shared lover?

Eh I shrugged at my own question.

Sabrina blinked at me but spoke, "So if I think that if you and Summer were out here fooling with each other out in the open and I think you two are being little sluts. You wouldn't care?"

I shook my head, "Nope. Because your opinion doesn't matter to me. What matters to me is what Summer thinks of us fooling out in the open. If she doesn't like it or isn't comfortable then I won't do it. If we both find it hot then we will continue upping our exposure until we don't like it."

Sabrina just looked at me baffled that I admitted to it.

I spoke, "And you know why either of us would do it?"

Sabrina sighed, "Because you two are comfortable."

I smiled at her asking, in my opinion, the most important question for Sabrina, "So do you want to be comfortable or not?"

I spoke to my defiant participant, "So do you want to be comfortable or not?"

Sabrina sheepishly spoke, "I don't know."

I looked at her, "Will it help you if I went first?"

Sabrina looked at me, "How would that make you feel comfortable?"

I shrugged, "Just offering. Maybe if you see me feel comfortable then that will help you get comfortable."

Sabrina blinked at me, "But aren't you already comfortable?"

I laughed, "Good point."

Sabrina looked around, "I don't know. What if someone walks by and sees my bra just sitting on the table?"

I looked at her and thought about it for a moment, "You can put..." I looked down at her purse and noticed it wasn't overly large and saw her problem.

I looked at her, "Hold on." As I proceeded to get up and walked over to the guy standing behind the counter as he sat there watching over the people in front of him whacking balls down the driveway.

I spoke, "Excuse me."

The guy looked at me, "What can I do for you, slick?"

I smiled, "Could I bother you for a pitcher of ice water and would you happen to have a bag?"

He looked at me quizzically, "Like a golf bag?"

I shook my head, "No, a plastic bag for storage or something about the same size."

The guy nodded, "Sure."

He bent down and produced a plastic bag the size of a grocery bag before walking off to grab a big plastic pitcher and scoop some ice into it before filling it with water from his tap.

He walked back to me handing me the pitcher, "Can I get you anything else?"

I shook my head and walked back to our table with the bag and ice pitcher.

Sabrina who had watched me do the whole thing looked at me confused, "Why the water?"

I smiled, "To have him think that the bag was inconsequential and that the ice water was the big item."

Sabrina looked at me confused before she shrugged.

I spoke, "So now I have gotten you a bag to hide your unmentionables into if anyone were to happen by our table."

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