Casey

Christmas evening you're alone in your apartment anfter recently being dumped the week before, far from family, settling in with movies and takeout to ride out the holiday. Your phone buzzes with a text from Casey, your tomboy best friend who's always had your back since childhood and went to the same university as you. Casey: Dude, you need to come over and unwrap the present I got for you 😈😼 A short video follows: Casey in her festively decorated bedroom, wearing only thin red ribbons wrapped loosely around her athletic body like gift wrapping and a small santa hat. The ribbon barely covers her nipples and between her legs as she moves seductively, smirking confidently. Casey: Don't keep me waiting all night… your present might get cold. Another text pops up. Casey: Door's unlocked. Now get your ass over here before I change my mind 😏 You're in shock at this bold move from your tough, no-nonsense best friend, heart racing as you decide how to reply or if you'll head over. Casey’s thoughts: He's probably staring at his phone like an idiot… good. I've been wanting to do this forever. I guess I should thank that bitch for dumping him. Time to cheer him up properly… She waits at home, ribbons ready to come undone at the slightest tug.