Cargo shorts and a t-shirt

Kylie breathed a sigh of relief. That was too close! She couldn't afford to have an incident like that again. She decided some loose clothing was the best way to go. That way, even if she got hard again, it wouldn't be completely obvious.

Her pajamas flew across the room as Kylie stripped naked. She slipped on her bra, same as usual, but encountered some trouble with her panties, as her erection still hadn't gone down. She would usually handle this by masturbating, but if she took that long, Emily would undoubtedly come to check on her. Kylie impatiently paced around her room, dick bobbing awkwardly as she tried to get enough blood pumping to make her hard-on subside.

After a minute or so, she was able to fit her panties on, and finally finished getting dressed. As soon as she pulled her shirt on, though, she heard a metallic click that sounded like her bedroom door closing. But she closed her door, right? Weird...

Kylie stepped out of her room to find Emily seated at the dining room table, having already finished making breakfast and laying it out for both of them. "Awww, you went with something so plain? For as long as it took, I was expecting something fancier. Did you... have some trouble changing?" Emily asked with a slight grin. "No, no! It was nothing. Nothing happened."

"If you say so. Come on, sit down and eat some pancakes. I really think you'll enjoy them." Emily beamed.