Your roommates arrive

You run to the door and find the grimy Ricky on the other side of it. You can't help but wonder what Emily ever saw in him-- aside from the free ****, of course. You check through the backpack full of weed, coke, and wide variety of party pills to see that it's all there before handing over Mr. Fowler's two hundred dollars. Ricky leaves quickly, but not before ogling you in your lingerie and taking note of the naked Mr. Fowler further into the room.

"You want to smoke up before the others get here?" you say, offering Eric one of the pre-rolled joints that the dealer delivered.

"That sounds like a good idea. I'm still a little nervous," he says.

"That's okay," you say with a wink, lighting the joint and handing it to him. "We can get nice and relaxed."

The two of you spend a little while passing the joint back and forth while leaning against the headboard of the bed. You're still in the bra and panties that Liz Fowler bought you, and after Ricky showed up, Eric at least put on a pair of boxers. Probably better than having him be fully naked when your friends (and his daughter) arrive.

There's another knock at the door about a half hour later.

"Stay here," you say to Eric. "I'll go get it." You run to the door and look through the peephole to see a blonde, a redhead, and a brunette-- your roommates. "Hey ladies!" you say as you open the door. "Welcome to the party! Come in!"

"You lucky bitch," Rainie whispers in your ear. "Who is it?"

"Eric Fowler," you say quietly.

"F--" Kayla has to shut her mouth to keep from yelling. "As in, Mr. Fowler?" she says, low enough that Eric won't be able to hear.

"Yes," you say.

"Isn't Emily supposed to come?" Natalie says.

"Yes," you say again.

Your roommates look at each other, clearly trying to figure out what to say. But apparently the siren call of sex, ****, and booze is too strong to resist, and they move in to the main room that you've been sharing with Mr. Fowler thus far.

"Eric," you say. "These are my roommates. Natalie, Kayla, and Rainie." You point to each of the women in turn.

Eric is on his feet, but still in his boxers with the joint in his hand. You can already tell that he's rock hard. "Evening ladies," he says. "Good to meet you."

"Good to meet you too," Natalie says cheerfully.

"Both of you," Rainie says, staring at Eric Fowler's package. "I think I'm overdressed." In seconds, she's shed her coat. Seconds more and her top is off, revealing a lacy red bra cupping her voluptuous breasts. Once her pants are down, you see that her thong matches, too.

"Wow," Eric gasps.

"Like what you see?" Rainie laughs.

Natalie and Kayla rush to follow suit, though a little less brazenly than your blonde friend. Kayla is wearing a white bralette and polka-dotted black-and-white panties that cover most of her tight ass, while Natalie is wearing just a black bodysuit.

"Holy fucking shit," Eric says.

"And we're still waiting on one last arrival," you say.