Talking Things Over

"What do you mean you woke her up?" Ethan asked his friend while sipping on a beer. He stood over the counter in Lily's kitchen looking at his friend who sat across the room at the kitchen table. Lily, or at least her body, was dressed in just a simple white bathrobe and Ethan knew Zach didn't have anything on underneath it. He took a swig of his beer and shook his head in amusement. "Dude, I thought we agreed you were going to keep her asleep."

"I mean yeah we did but I felt bad for her. I mean it had been almost three days since I'd been in her. I figured she deserved to know what was going on," Zach replied, pushing back in the chair and crossing his arms over his borrowed breasts.

It was in fact Friday, a week since Zach and Ethan had first stopped Lily from telling Emilia about their affair. The week had been a blur of pleasure and paranoia, for both Ethan and Zach. They had both decided to hold out in Lily's apartment and brain storm until they could figure out what to do. Ethan simply told Emilia that he had a business trip that he couldn't miss and Zach didn't have anyone at home to call since he lived the typical bodyhopper nomadic life style. He did, however, do Lily a solid by telling her boss that she was taking the week off for "personal reasons." He figured that was good enough. Her boss had a major crush on her.

Unfortunately, neither Zach or Ethan hadn't come up with any good solutions over the past week. They both had been a bit too distracted with their newfound playground, which included Lily's body along with her high rise apartment in the middle of downtown. It had been like renting an airbnb except the host was completely unaware and unable to do anything about it. Not to mention that they also got full unimpeded access to their host's marvelous body. They both already had the image of her naked body burned into their minds but now they had spent the time studying the more intimate details of her form. Like the sensitivity of her nipples when they were rolled between their fingers or the way she got a little more pleasure by rocking her hips a certain way when she was on top. Even the way she liked to have her hair pulled during sex. They'd been so caught up in the exploration that neither had spent much time thinking or talking about anything else.

And Lily's apartment was a prime example of the neglect. It was ten times worse than when Lily had last seen it. The empty food containers and pizza boxes had multiplied by at least 12. The coffee table was hidden beneath a mountain of dirty laundry. The air was thick with the scent of old food, stale cigarettes, and the faint remnants of sex. The entire space was a stark contrast to the carefully curated, minimalist sanctuary that Lily had always taken such pride in maintaining.

"Well how did it go?" Ethan asked, taking another swig of beer.

"I mean, not great. She was pissed. I woke her up to explain things, you know, to be fair and all that. But she was furious. She saw the state of her apartment and, well, herself. Let's just say she didn't take it well," Zach said, his borrowed shoulders slumping slightly as he recalled Lily's mental screams.

"So you really just woke her up because you get off on her getting mad at you? Because you clearly knew it wouldn't go well," Ethan asked, his voice laced with amusement.

"I mean no, I honestly wanted to try and explain things to her but then when things went sideways, yes I did enjoy my next finger bang session a little more thinking about it," Zach said, smiling devilishly with Lily's beautiful smirk. "But whatever dude, it doesn't really matter considering she already knows everything. But what do we actually do? Because we can't just keep using her like this, she's not a toy. Lily isa real person, with a life and feelings." A Life and feelings that they had basically highjacked and thrown into a dreamless abyss for the past week.

"I know, I know and I think I have an idea," Ethan said waiving off his friend's sudden moment of conscience. He had never been a huge fan of Lily. She'd always treated him like shit since the moment he'd met Emilia. Maybe that's why he'd been so okay with this whole situation in the first place. He knew it was fucked up, but at the same time, he didn't really care. Not like he cared about Lily anyway. He'd always found her a bit too smug, too self-righteous. And now, with her body under new management, he'd been able to enjoy the only thing good about her.

"Okay look, do you remember that time you tried to get your face to not show up in the photos we took?" Ethan asked.

"I mean yeah but that shit takes concentration. That's why it looked like I was taking a massive dump in the pictures," Zach replied, using Lily's voice but not her mannerisms.

"Right but lets say we got a few that looked good. As in it looked like the real Lily in the photos and maybe even a video or two. We could use those as a bit of convincing for Lily to keep her mouth shut, you know?" Ethan said, his eyes glinting with a malicious glint.

"I mean I guess that could work. Emilia wouldn't believe Lily that she'd been possessed by a bodyhopper. She'd think it was all just some sick lie to get back at her," Zach said, his mental gears beginning to turn.

Ethan nodded, taking a step towards his friend, the beer bottle dangling from his fingers. "Exactly and since we've already deleted all the photos she sent to herself she won't be able to prove shit." He took a swig of the beer, a smirk playing on his lips.

Zach pursed Lily's lips together, considering the plan. "That's actually not half bad. Alight, fuck it. Let's give it a go," he said as he got up off the kitchen chair and pulled his white bathrobe off. He tossed it onto the floor and gestured his friend toward the now open seat.

"What you want me to sit down?" Ethan asked confused.

"Yeah dude. And take your pants off I got to get on top of you. The whole point is to get some evidence to make it look like you're getting slammed by your sister-in-law," Zach replied.

Ethan could only smirked as he sat down on the chair, setting his beer bottle on the table. He unbuckled his belt and slid his pants and boxers down, his erection already tenting his shirt. Zach waited for his friend to get comfortable before straddling him. His borrowed hands gripping the chair's armrests as he lowered himself onto Ethan's lap. Zach could feel his friend's cock, already hard and throbbing, pressing against Lily's entrance. He didn't waste any time, lifting his hips slightly and sinking down onto Ethan's length, taking him all in one smooth, slow motion. A low, throaty moan escaped Zach's lips as he began to move, rocking his hips back and forth, hitting Lily's g-spot in just that perfect way. He could feel every inch of Ethan's cock filling him, stretching him, and he let out a gasp of pleasure as he began to pick up the pace.

"Bro, you gotta chill. Remember we're doing this to get evidence, not to fuck around," Ethan struggled out, his hands gripping Zach's hips to control the pace.

"Fuck me, fine," Zach replied, his voice a breathy moan as he slowed his grinding down. "But I can't help it. You feel so fucking good inside this pussy."

Ethan groaned at his friend's words, "Yeah I got it but use that energy of yours to concentrate on getting Lily's real face in the photos."

"Fine, let's do this," Zach said has he picked up Ethan's phone from the table and opened the camera. He positioned the phone so that it was focused on both him and Ethan. The camera showed what it always did, his ugly mug on the body of Lily's body. Zach closed his eyes and focused his mental energy on Lily's face. He imagined her eyes, her brows, her perfectly sculpted nose. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes, focusing on the camera. The face staring back at him was Lily's.

"Oh, shit it worked!" Zach blurted out, his excitement causing him to clentch down on Ethan's cock causing his buddy to gasp at the sudden tightening. "Alright dude, let's do this before I lose it."

Over the next hour the two friends took dozens of photos and a bunch of videos. All of which had Lily's true face in them. Pictures of her mid moan, her eyes closed, her lips parted, a look of ecstasy on her face. Videos of her riding Ethan, her body undulating with pleasure, her voice crying out his name in passion. Each one a perfect alibi, a perfect piece of evidence to keep Lily from talking.

Ethan smiled, his eyes locked onto the screen as he scrolled through the pictures and videos. "Fuck, we nailed it bro," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. "This is going to be the perfect insurance policy. I can't wait to see her face. No pun intended."

"Well let's do it now," Zach said looking at his friend with an evil smirk.

"Wait what?" Ethan asked looking down at where his cock was still buried deep inside the body of his sister in-law. "You mean now? As in right now?"

Zach just smiled, his borrowed lips curling up on the sides in a mischievous grin. "Yeah, now," he said, his words dripping with a layer of tawdry excitement.

Ethan shook his head, "No way dude. We're not waking her up in this state. That's fucked up even for us," Ethan replied, trying to push Lily off of him with little success.

"Nah, I'm doing it now," Zach said, gripping the chair arms tightly.