Explanations and Seduction

Emily is in the door first, and you lock the door behind you. Better to minimize the noises from the bedroom, just in case she recognizes Mr. Fowler's... sounds.

Just like you did when you originally called Emily over, you run over to the shower and turn it on. Even better for hiding any sounds going into the bathroom or coming out of it.

"Okay," you say, getting between Emily and the door. "Why don't we sit down?"

"Sure," Emily says. She looks a little confused, but clearly she's trusting you on this one. "What's up? What's going on?"

"I'm going to tell you who the guy is in there," you say.

"Sure," Emily says again. She says it so casually that it's clear she has no idea what's coming for her.

"Come closer," you say.

Your friend rolls her eyes and sighs. "What's the big deal?"

You're inches away from Emily now. You lean in close to her and start kissing her neck, leaving lipstick marks and bites on her skin. She groans-- this is a soft spot for her, obviously. You pull her in, so her legs and yours are intertwined, so that your bodies are connected as you kiss her. Your hand slides down the front of her yoga pants, which you realize are remarkably similar to her mother's-- who you also very recently fucked. Christ, you're fucking your way through the whole Fowler family. You should fuck James and Peter next.

"I'm going to tell you who the guy is," you say between kisses.

"Okay," Emily gasps. She's pressing her head down, kissing the top of your head desperately. "Is it Jack? It's okay if it is. I don't mind if it's you... or if it's all of us, with your roommates..." She's rambling, the words tumbling out of her. You drive your fingers inside of her, more intense. You realize that you're inside your best friend now, her pussy warm and wet and perfect for you.

"It's your dad," you finally say. You feel the walls of Emily's pussy clench around your fingers.