A bit of jealousy

As I went back into the common area, I noticed that everybody was staring at me. I quickly realized that with how loud Chloe's laughter and moans were, and with how thin the walls were, my actions had made themselves apparent to all present.

They were all at the dining table, eating dishes prepared by mom. It looked to be salad. I noticed that mom specifically was the only one on the floor, eating from a plate that was mostly occupied by one of Della's feet.

Tiff was still gone, which meant that with mom lost in the sauce that is Della's foot, only Ava and Della were present enough to confront me.

Della easily fixed me with a chilling glare, while Ava tried, but failed to look intimidating.

"Mind explaining what you were doing?" Della asked.

"Yeah, explain!" Ava added cutely.

Seeing them like this, I held back a smile. "Are you jealous?" I dumbly asked.

"Maybe a bit." Della said.

"Yeah! Maybe!" Ava yelled. She immediately blushed after realizing what she said.

I sighed. "I'm sorry for not running it by everyone before hand." I said. "I-"

Mom cut in. "You don't have to."

What? Why were they mad then? I thought this confrontation was because I was expanding my harem?

Della developed a blush while kicking mom with her salad dressing foot to try and shut her up. She failed to realize that this would only make mom happier as mom moaned.

Ava was still shy, and Della sighed. "We want you to get more girls." She said. "It means more people to do foot stuff with." Ok. "But." She said while fixing me with the glare she had at the beginning. "Do you not want Roxy?"

Huh?

"You were in and out of Roxy's room, but you took the time to claim that Chloe girl you brought back." Della said. "Roxy lives here. And we all want her feet. Do you not? They're hot."

"Yeah!" Ava added. "Even if you don't want her, you need to add her we decided." She said.

After a moment of shock, I laughed. "Rest assured, I want Roxy too." I said.

"Good." Della said. "Then go claim her. I think I heard movement from her room." Seemingly in a good mood, I noticed how Della pressed the toes of her free foot to mom's pussy, making Mom moan.

It seemed I had a quest to accomplish.