Back in the attic, I finished the last of my water and returned to the kitchen to refill it. I was drenched, of course. I peeled off my tank top and wrung it out in the kitchen sink without really thinking about it. When I finished putting it back on, I realized that Hope was staring at me. I ignored her stare and returned to the attic.
She still turned and smiled at me each time I passed, and I smiled back, but her expression had changed. She looked at me hungrily now.
That got me harder than watching her lick her lips had. I was careful to turn so that she wouldn't see just how aroused I was, each time I walked by. When I finally set the last box in the garage, I opened the garage door and stepped outside to get some fresh air. It also helped cool the garage.
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