After the shower

Paige gets out of the shower and sneaks down the hall to your bedroom. The hallway upstairs is headed by your bedroom and the master bedroom on either side, with the bathroom in the middle of it, facing the stairs. If either of your parents happened to be walking from the den to the office downstairs, or went upstairs, they'd see a naked girl who wasn't meant to be in their house.

Paige slides through your crack door and closes it with her free hand, the other holding up a white fluffy towel. "That condom was disgusting," she says with a grimace on her face. "I'd rather have a pair of underwear in my mouth, and that's saying something," she says as she sits down next to you. "Can I get dressed now?" You think about everything she said. "Yes, BUT..." You pause for anticipation. "Leave your underwear off. In fact I don't want you to ever wear underwear when we're hanging out." She pauses, but doesn't protest. "Okay, I won't, wear underwear when I'm around you." Good, she's learning her place.

"Admit it, you enjoyed this!" You coax as she puts on her skirt, devoid of panties.

"No! Of course not! This was disgusting, I hated it." She fiddles with her bra and begins to put it over her arms. "Yes, you did, I heard you! Admit it, there's no way you weren't enjoying the ride - I felt you tense up. I heard you come. I saw the look of ecstasy on your face as I put your panties in your mouth - which I'm keeping by the way."

She hesitates for a moment, before admitting "Okay, it was fun for a moment, but now that it's over I super hate it." You don't believe her. She slips out the window and heads home. You can't believe that you can do this every night if you wanted.