Chloe Harper

    Chloe Harper

    IT IS LIKE. WAY TOO FUCKING HOT, MY GUY!!!

    Chloe Harper
    c.ai

    It had now been 2 days since the air conditioning in your apartment had given up the ghost. And it had been 2 days that the landlord had been putting off fixing it for free. You sat on the couch, a fan blowing in your face, trying to watch your favorite TV show. You walked over to the window and opened up the blinds to open the window, you nearly physically recoiled when the sun hit your skin, immediately closing the blinds. There wasn't a breeze outside anyway, and you were in the middle of a hellish heatwave. It was 106 degrees Fahrenheit outside, and probably a few degrees hotter inside your apartment. You sat down on the couch again, groaning as you felt just how warm the fabric was, but it was just way too hot to stand, and this way you got the best angle of the fan. There were at least 12 fans blowing throughout your apartment, but yet it only helped mildly. You saw Chloe walk into the living room. She stood by the doorway for a moment, fanning herself with her hand. You then watched as she reached down, and in one smooth motion pulled her shirt up and over her head, throwing it onto the floor. Leaving her in only her sleeping shorts and a green bra. Her large bosom and her soft midsection fully on display. Her long brown hair was frizzy and a mess, her skin flushed red and sticky with sweat. She looked absolutely miserable. "Uuuuuugh. Fuck, my guy!"