A few hours later

Slowly, consciousness returns as your eyes reluctantly flutter open. The smell of stale sex and drying semen is thick in the air. The gentle pressure of a naked body with a pair of small perky breasts spoons against you as you lay on your side. A bulge presses against your bare buttocks, and suddenly you remember whose bed you're in. Leaning back slightly and looking over your shoulder, you can see Ivy's tangled mess of scarlet hair partially obscuring her otherwise serene face, her eyes closed in blissful slumber. As much as you are enjoying the feel of her sleeping body snuggled up against yours, experience has taught you that it's best not to linger too long after a one night stand or else things just get awkward in the morning. Being careful not to disturb her, you slip out of bed and stumble to the bathroom to clean yourself up.

Softly, you close the door and flick on the lights. Immediately, you regret doing that. The lightbulbs above the bathroom mirror feel like little angry suns burning your retinas, forcing you to squint until your eyes finally adjust to the light. Lucky for you, there's a neatly folded towel above the toilet clearly marked "guest towel". Now you can take a shower without having to worry about dirtying one of their towels.

The water from the shower flows over your body, washing away your grogginess as well as the stale sweat and cum from your skin. Gradually, the details of the night come back to you and you marvel inwardly at how different and exciting yet unexpectedly natural it felt to have sex with someone who also has a cock. Even though you've long since lost count of the number of women you've gone home with and fucked after a night at a bar, you definitely won't forget about this night with Ivy.

After stepping out of the shower and drying off with the guest towel, you hear a faint buzzing noise. Curious, you look around the bathroom to find where it's coming from. As you search for the source of the noise, you notice that the buzzing is softer when you move closer to Ivy's bedroom and louder when you move closer to Rosie's bedroom.

"Ah," you whisper to yourself, remembering the ice blue vibrator from earlier. As you are about to turn away and go back to Ivy's room to get dressed and leave, you feel the urge to peek in on Rosie. She would almost certainly throw you out and never speak to you again if she caught you, but it would almost be worth it to watch her make herself cum.