Isabella says this night was a one time thing

Having heard that the fucking is over Emma walks back into the bedroom.

"Jacob called an Uber - he told me to tell you it'll be here in eight minutes," Emma tells Isabella. Jacob apparently doesn't want to come back into the sex-filled bedroom, but Emma doesn't bat an eye at you and Isabella still caressing naked on the bed.

"Shit, I gotta clean up," Isabella says and jolts up.

Before she gets off the bed you grab Isabella by the arm and ask her point blank if you can be expecting to fuck her on the regular now.

She is caught off guard by the directness of your question - and that you're asking it in front of Emma - who must be OK with this then. She understands by your tone that you're not talking about more swapping or sharing - but just you and she - fucking.

"I'm sorry, John, but I have a boyfriend," she stupidly says - as if you didn't know.

Isabella is confident that this evening is what she needed to get this blossoming obsession over you out of her system.

"You're lucky you got this much, John," she says with a friendly laugh as she stands up to get ready. You can hear some of the usual Isabella, the one you never got along with coming back up through the surface.

Isabella cleans up quickly. Before she joins Jacob, who is waiting for the Uber outside, you have a slightly awkward goodbye. Do you kiss, hug - in the end Isabella hugs both you and Emma and then heads out the door.