Yuri returns from her shower

After a little while longer, Yuri comes walking out of the hallway and into the living room. She’s sopping wet from the hot shower, dripping droplets onto the ground. Her hair is shiny and wet, sticking to her wet skin. When not tied up, Yuri’s hair reaches all the way down to her chest.

“You didn’t bring a towel?” Sarah asked.

“Remember, we used it to clean the bidet water,” Yuri said with a wink. Sarah then immediately remembered her little moment that happened just an hour ago, causing her to blush.

“Oh, yeah…” Sarah said meekly.

Jessica looks up and down Yuri’s wet figure with a lustful gaze. She squeezes her hand, unknowingly squeezing Casandra’s thigh.

“Ow!” Casandra shouted.

“Oh, ahh, sorry! Didn’t mean to do that!” Jessica said in a panicked tone. She cursed at herself in her head, wondering why she’s become such a mess.

Yuri casually walks back to her seat, using her towel from the couch to dry herself off the best she can. After a couple of rigorous rubbing, her skin is mostly dry.

Drying off her breasts was taxing on poor Jessica to say the least. The way she rubbed and squeezed her breasts was so tantalizing, like she knew she would be watching. And for Yuri’s case, she of course knew Jessica was watching. She wasn’t exactly subtle about it either, staring directly at her tits, but Yuri can’t get enough of it.

“Alright, did Emily go yet?” Yuri asked, sitting down on her towel once more. Everyone nods to Yuri’s question.

“Okay…. Jessica, truth or dare?” Yuri asked with a devious look in her eyes.

Jessica snaps back to reality, worriedly responding with, “Ahh, Truth!”

Yuri lets out a short, but menacing laugh akin to the Emperor from Star Wars, her favorite film franchise.

“If you could have sex with anyone here, who would it be?”

Jessica’s mind shuts down, goes into critical failure, hell, possibly even imploded upon hearing the question. Her eyes go wide and her face goes red, a small bead of sweat drips down her forehead.

“That’s… ummmm… an interesting question Yur,” Jessica said nervously. She swallows a hard clump of air as she watches Yuri’s eyes practically drill a hole to her soul.

Avoiding Yuri’s gaze, she looks back and is met with Casandra’s gaze. She looked more concerned than lustful, but Jessica couldn’t handle her gaze either.

At this point, the question is not only just embarrassing, but how is she supposed to pick between the two. Yuri is cute but teasing, making her heart flutter every time she even whispers something to her, but Casandra is so stunning and tall, awaking her want to just climb her nude body and rest upon it.

“God, why am I like this?!??” Jessica asked herself. Why tonight of all nights is Jessica experiencing the biggest awakening in her life. An awakening that she has no right to even achieve given her beauty. She wonders if she’s just not on the same level as those two. She thinks of it as comparing a god to a peasant.

“I guess…. I’d say you,” Jessica said in a weasely tone. Yuri’s grin grows stronger, her lustful gaze shines brightly through her eyes.

“Oh really, and why’s that?” Yuri asked.

“B-B-Because you’re single! I wouldn’t feel like cheating if it’s with you,” Jessica explained hastily.

Casandra hears this and finds her answer weird, and her explanation weirder. She wonders why she had to specify the cheating aspect. It makes her ask a lot of questions regarding her intentions, some of which regard what her real answer might have been.