Go with Emily to her boyfriend's

"Wow," you mutter. "Don't you need to go to Jack's soon?"

"Oh right," Emily says, as if she's just woken up. "Yeah. The bus will be here in a little bit. But can I get your input on what to wear?" She glances down at her yoga shorts, which show off her ass-cheeks. "I'd love to wear these outside, but it's way too cold."

"Yeah, of course," you say.

Emily strips off her shorts. She's wearing a simple pair of pink bikini panties underneath. You can't keep her eyes off of them, especially since she has a little bit of cameltoe. "Look but don't touch," she says with a wink. "Well, maybe you can."

You laugh. "What're you thinking of wearing?"

"I've got these tights," she says, bending over to reach into her chest of draws. Wow, you think to yourself. That is a butt. She shows the tights to you. "Really shows off my butt."

"That sounds good to me," you say.

"Perv." Emily sticks out her tongue at you. "Or I've got these skinny jeans. They show off my butt too." She throws the jeans onto the bed next to you, and then the tights. "Or finally I've got these khakis. Which also show off my butt."

"So they all show off your butt," you say.

"Why would I wear pants that don't show off my butt?" Emily laughs. "I might as well just not wear pants, then."

"Well I vote for the skinny jeans. It's cold outside."

"And I'm gonna wear this bralette," Emily says, grabbing a pink lacy one out from her drawer. She turns her back to you and pulls off her top. You can see now that she wasn't wearing a bra before, but she pulls the bralette over her head. She turns back to you and pushes her small breasts together in the bralette. "Cute, right?" she says. She puts the top back on and then the jeans, and then the two of you head for the bus stop.

The bus ride doesn't take all that long. Jack lives in an apartment building not all that far from your student house. Emily has her own key, so the two of you go right up to his place.

When you open the door, you find Jack cooking shirtless in the kitchen. You've always heard Emily rave about his body, but you've never actually seen it yourself. You have to admit that she's right, he looks really incredible. He's got a thick beard, light-brown, and a light coating of chest hair. Not to mention, he's got a great smile.

"Hey girls," he says. "Sorry, I just got up."

"I like it," Emily says, walking over to him for a kiss. "You should just get up more often."

"How's it going, Hayley?" he asks.

"Enjoying the show?" Emily says, framing his chest and abs like Vanna White on Wheel of Fortune.

You blush. "It isn't a bad show," you say.

"See? Hayley agrees," Emily says, giving her boyfriend another kiss. "Is your roommate around?"

"Nope," he says. "He's out for the day. Which means we have the place to ourselves." Another kiss. Bleh, this is getting a bit too mushy for you. "Well, ourselves and Hayley."

"Not that you aren't welcome," Emily says. "We love having you around."

"Totally!" her boyfriend says, chowing down on the egg sandwich he'd been cooking. Watching him eat the sandwich is strangely erotic. "Why don't we do something?"

Emily throws herself onto the couch. You can see her cleavage from here, and it's hard not to stare. "Hayley thinks she wants to fuck girls now," she says.

"Emily!" you shout.

Jack laughs. "It's okay, Hayley," he says. "I won't judge, there's nothing wrong with that. So you're a lesbian now?"

"There's no 'now,'" you say. "I think I was always into women, I just didn't realize it. But I'm not a lesbian. I guess I'm just bi?"

"Cool," Jack says. "My brother is bi."

"I'm going to go take a quick shower," Emily says. "You guys keep each other company while I'm gone."