The morning after

You decided to tell her right now. You two were on a no phones in the room during sleep policy ever since you had to sit through hours upon hours of James trying to hook up with Emma at 2am, while she slept.

You entered the bedroom with no more than you underwear hiding your half-mast cock, and saw Emma laying in bed, sleeping. Shit. You wrote a reminder to tell her in the morning, stuck it to your clock, and crawled into bed and laid next to her. She rolled onto your chest, her hand managing to reach your forearm, and her light breaths barely but noticeably touched your neck. You suspect she’s awake, if barely, but decide not to push the issue till morning.

You woke up to Emma getting off you chest and starting to move intelligibly. You opened you eyes a bit to see the dawning sunlight barely lighting the room, and to see Emma sat up looking at the clock. You could see it laying down from a certain angle, and slowly checked it, as it keep the illusion of you sleeping. 5:51. You still had about 10 minutes to be in bed.

You begin to move around a bit, and Emma notices and stops sitting on you, and instead snuggles up to your side. Sit up, and lean your head on hers, and you just sit quietly for a while. But it’s a good quiet, and you just reflect on each other.

Emma breaks the silence first, “I hate to leave, but I only have 20 minutes to be out the door. Sorry.” She says, kissing you as you get out of bed. And you get up once she leaves to make her some breakfast.

You decide to make her eggs, and as you are wisking the raw eggs and cream, you add a few spoonfuls of Slave4U to the mix, her daily dose, and put the container back. She came out from the shower as you were putting the food on her plate, and she was naked outside of a towel in her hair, something you vaguely remember requesting a couple days ago, and she sits down to eat. You also made the smoothie, but since she awoke first, no Slave4U is in it, instead in her eggs.

You give her the smoothie and ask the ultimate test of the **** effectiveness.

“So I’m gonna have lunch with Ava today, she’s actually moving back here, so she’ll be staying in hotels until she finds a place.”

“Mhm,” She says through chewing.

“Well she asked to stay here until she could get a place to save money on hotels. And I told her that we didn’t have a spare bed, but I’d ask you if you’d be okay with her sleeping with-“

“Wait, so you wanted to ask me if I was okay with sleeping with someone I told you I wanted to sleep with?” She asks somewhat sarcastically.

“Basically yes.” You reply, stunned by just how effective the **** was.

“Tell her to make herself at home.” Says Emma, getting up from her finished breakfast. You smile at what you’ve done here. Ava probably doesn’t even need **** to be your little slut, so you in the next few days are almost certainly going to have lost a few pounds from so much sex.

You went into your office to grab your phone, and you called Ava.
She answers, and the background noise makes it very obvious she’s in a car.

“Hello?”

“Hey, so I talked to Emma and she’s fine with you staying with us.” You walked to the bedroom to ask her any questions Ava has.

“Great! So what time can I get there and unpack?”

“Well I’ll be here all day, so any time is fine really.”

“Alright, and one last question. Since Emma is fine with me sleeping in you twos bed with you, does that also mean that we can, you know-“

“Yes, you’ll get plenty of sex Ava.”

“Hell yeah. Well I’ll be there around 9:00 or 9:30, so be ready then.”

“Okay, bye.”

“Goodbye.”

You inform Emma of your feat, and she gives you a very wet kiss, and looks excited, while still rushing to leave on time. She opens the door to leave, and leaves you with a request to make Ava want to “stay here.” You would.