Not tonight. You need to talk to your friends first.

"Not for tonight, thank you," you say. Elizabeth quickly leaves the floor. Finally alone for the first time in a few hours, you reflect on everything that happened today. Sophia's addiction seems small enough for now, it shouldn't be an issue and David should be able to take care of most of her cravings. The more worrying thing is your ex living here. Not only will she probably distract you just from thinking back at everything that happened with her, she's still a hot girl in her own right. You'll definitely need to question your friends about their choice of hiring her tomorrow; it's not like they didn't know who she was.

Trying to clean your thoughts for a bit, you turn on your laptop and start analyzing the latest data your lab gathered on the cum addiction. You don't find anything new or interesting, but making graphs and finding correlations takes up enough brain power that you almost forget the situation you're in for a while. Finding yourself yawning, you realize a couple hours have passed, and you shut down your laptop and head to bed. You fall into a peaceful sleep extremely quickly.

You are awoken from a pleasant dream what seems minutes later, by some shining rays on sunlight falling straight on your face, and the sound of a car starting. You make a mental note to close the curtains next time if you want to sleep later. You turn around to look at the alarm clock on your nightstand; 6:54 AM. That's much earlier than you're used to wake up, but you feel well rested and hear sounds of activity coming from downstairs, so you figure you might as well get up.

You quickly dress up in a t-shirt and sweatpants. No need to get fancy, as you don't plan on going out today. As you walk down the stairs, you start to hear the distinct sound of someone washing the dishes in the kitchen. You enter the dining room and find Sophia, her hair still mostly undone, reading the newspaper. She's wearing a pretty conservative pajamas, with baggy pants and a full shirt with long sleeves. Even though, you can't help but notice the way her top follows her form and gives just a hit of the shape of her full boobs. She takes a quick sip of coffee, then stretches, pushing her tits even more against the fabric. You feel your morning wood harden a bit more at the sight, and silently scold yourself for a second: "I should've jacked off before coming down, this is my best friend's girlfriend I'm staring at." The thought doesn't last though, as you rationalize it by saying to yourself it's better if you keep your cum for when she needs it.

You decide to speak up before she catches you staring and things get awkward: "Good morning Sophia! I presume David left for work already?"

She looks at you and give you a warm smile as she answers through the wild hair falling on her face: "You missed him by just a few minutes. He's pretty stressed about missing 2 days of work for me already. He told me he intends on putting as many hours as humany possible in to catch up. He also said to say thank you for being there for... me." Her voice drops for a second, before she continues: "Speaking of that... Sorry about last night. I... couldn't control myself anymore. I swear it's not like me to do stuff like... that... I don't -"

You quickly interrupt her, taking her by the shoulders and turning her towards you: "Sophia, what happened last night is totally normal for someone in your condition. Do not worry about it. I've seen other cases before, and I know who _you _are. What you're going through doesn't change what I think about you." You pause for a second, hoping you can stay true to these words when her condition inevitable worsens. "That being said, here's my advice as a professional: Don't try to repress your urges. The more you wait, the worse they'll get, and data shows they'll get worse quicker. If you feel a craving coming, stop whatever you're doing and go to David, or me if he's not there."

She quickly pushes the rebellious blonde strands behind her ears, letting you get a full view of her face. You rarely see Sophia without makeup, and you realize that she probably doesn't really ever use much. Of course, you knew she was naturally a very beautiful person, but you can barely notice the absence of makeup on her face. You see a small tear forming in the corner of her eye, which she quickly wipes away.

Recomposing herself, she tell you: "Thank you, John, for always being so understanding... I was afraid you'd judge me for acting, well... like a slut. David spent about half the night telling me how my behaviour was innapropriate."

You silently curse at your best friend, and tell Sophia: "Don't worry about it. I'll have a talk with him when he's back. You know him just as well as me - if not more. He probably didn't quite think it through."

She hugs you and whispers: "Thanks. It's been a rough 2 days." She hold the hug for a few more seconds before letting go. "Want to get something to eat? I can get Elizabeth to make some eggs for you."

You reply: "Actually, I wanted to talk to you about her... Away from her ears, if possible."

Sophia gives you an understanding look, and nods. She turns towards the kitchen: "Elizabeth, I'm running out of tampons, and there are documents on the top of the right shelf in my study that need to be delivered to the school. Can you take care of that for me please? I'll take care of the dishes with John."

"Of course ma'am, I'll get on it immediately," your hear coming back from the kitchen.

Sophia lowers her voice: "Those documents don't really need to be turned in until the end of the semester, but since they're ready... that should give us at least 1 hour to talk."You thank her, and the two of you make small talk as you cook yourself some eggs and start eating. A few minutes later, you hear the sound of a car starting and leaving the driveway. Sophia doesn't wait a second before starting: "I'm so sorry John! It was me who agreed to hire her..."

She gives you the quick rundown of the situation: About a week ago, her's and David' old maid found a new job on a very short notice, and they had only a few days to find a new one. Elizabeth was by far the best applicant, and even though they knew she was your ex, they hoped that the few years that had passed had eased things between the two of you. Sophia also tells you that they fully intended to tell you last night, but with the mix of being caught up with her new condition, and the craving she got prevented her from doing so.

After telling you all she intended to say last night, takes a small pause, looking down. "I hope you're not mad at me. I really didn't intend on making things awkward. If you want to, I'll fire her the second she comes back. With my condition, I'd rather have you here than her."