The Present

Mark decided to get on up, he still had a few hours before he had to get breakfast ready. He got out of bed and put on his soft robe and made his way out the bedroom.

As he made his way downstairs the front door opened, a passed out Ann was being half carried half dragged into the house by another young woman. Mark was easily able to recognize the young woman as Emilia Reyes, or Lia as Mark liked to call her. She was Ann's best friend. The two women had known each other since kindergarten and been inseparable ever since.

Making sure not to startle Emilia, Mark made his way over help her.

"Early night, Lia?" Mark whispered, affectionately using his nickname for Emilia and gently taking Ann and picking her up into a princess carry.

"Yeah. Ann had a little too much to drink. I decided we should call it a night and drove her home," she whispered back.

Emilia's tired face had lit up upon hearing and seeing Mark. That wasn't surprising to Mark. He pretty much raised her beside Ann. Beth had once joked that he had two daughters not one. Knowing Emilia practically her whole life, he had long ago told her to call him by his first name. As the two made their way upstairs with Ann in his arms, Emilia as quietly as she could happily chatted about the night's events. Going into detail about the club, what her and Ann's friends were up to and what they were wearing, and the boys they hit on.

After he finished tucking Ann into her bed, they made their over to Emilia's room. It was a guest room that Mark had years ago given Emilia free reign to decorate, after asking Beth's permission of course. Emilia pretty much lived here so he thought it was a good idea.

"Get some rest, Lia. Breakfast will be ready in a few hours."

"Thanks Mark," she replied and gave him hug.

Mark could smell her perfume and felt her breasts pressing against his chest. The hug continued longer than expected but Mark made no move to disengage. The young woman he was holding was his daughter in all but blood. Emilia didn't have a close relationship with her parents. Ann and Emilia's friendship had Beth and Mark get to know Camilla and Paul Reyes, intimately know them in fact.

The four had gotten together many times, sometimes all four in one bed or the wives simply switching husbands for the night. Camilla just like Beth was very well off, and she was all about status. For her having a child was simply there to carry on the Reyes name. As for Paul, despite what society thought not all men bonded with their children. One night Paul had drunkenly confided to Mark that as a Rank F, he was glad that he was lower than Rank C so he could live a carefree life. Also that the only reason he married Camilla was because she was rich and he could be a trophy husband. Once Emilia had spent a whole 3 weeks with them and Camilla and Paul never called even once, to just check up on her.

As Emilia slightly pulled back from the hug now facing Mark, she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

" You said there was a few hours before breakfast and to get some rest, but what if I want to do something besides resting?" She seductively whispered and then gave his penis a light squeeze through his robe.

Her words and actions stirred something in Mark, her actions soft and gentle, her words almost pleading. Mark could swear he could feel the blood rushing to his cock. Emilia turned around and walked to her bed, Mark eyes were glued to the swaying of her hips and her round ass. She took off her heels, hiked up her dress and slowly and tantalizing pulled her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. She then got on the bed, and propped herself up facing Mark.

Her jet black hair pooled around her tan skinned shoulders and warm brown eyes stared into Mark's own grey ones. One of the straps on her sexy dress had come down, revealing a large breast with brown nipple. Her legs slightly parted giving a teasing view of her pussy. As Emilia laid there, she was not ordering or commanding with her gaze, simply offering.