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Chapter 386 by lew54321 lew54321

How do you react to the photo?

Verbally and physically

“You both look fucking incredible and I’m pretty sure I’ve now got exactly what I wanted and more out of that dare. I think that’s gonna be seared into my brain but I’m glad I’ve got it for later use” You announced, your eyes flicking back to the phone even with them actually in front of you.

“Sure looks like you liked it” Grace said with a smirk, referring to the fact that you were still hard as a rock even after the break you got when they went to the bathroom.

There was a moment where Grace looked like she was about to move closer to you and it gave you the sensation of some prey being stalked upon but she didn’t act on it, instead giving you a wink before she turned to Emma.

“...Right! My turn” Emma remembered, briefly transfixed by her mother before reaching for the bottle.

This time it spun and finally landed on Grace to end the back and forth that you and Emma had been having, letting Grace be the main person taking on the challenge.

“Truth” she said, ending the streak of dares that you and Emma had been passing back and forth.

Emma had had the extra time while in the bathroom to come up with ideas to give out after she was struggling earlier but it still looked like she was having some trouble deciding what to ask her mother.

“You’ve said before that you had other college stories that you were going to tell us. None as risky as the naked streaking but what were they?” Emma asked, coming up with something you had also wanted to ask about at some point.

“Hmm I have a couple but for the sake of time just tell me which one you wanna know the most. So either the time I nearly flashed my entire class or when I got caught listening to my roommate having sex. Both not as entertaining compared to the streaking in my opinion.

“Why have I never heard of either of these before?” Emma asked, now finding out that Grace had a few tales from the past that had never come up before.

“They aren’t exactly stories you can just mention casually you know. Plus, before this weekend I would have thought you’d like to hear them anyway” Grace explained, the relationship between the two of them growing since then even if it wasn’t in the usual way.

“Of course I’d have liked to know! Do I really only get to pick one?” Emma replied, giving Grace her best puppy dog eyes.

She leaned forward and pouted but all that did for you was show off her cleavage, her arms pressing against the side of her tits which also seemed to be what Grace was staring at, Emma staying oblivious to how she could affect her mother like that.

“Yep, only one“ Grace said, managing not to be persuaded by her daughter’s cleavage.

“Fine…Hmmm, the roommate story!” Emma decided, the more voyeuristic story sounding more appealing to her.

“Well I had just the one roommate for a while and between the two of us, we managed to afford an apartment that had separate rooms and a sort of common area for us to hang out in. So one day I got home and I could clearly hear them going at it. Kat… Sorry, she puts a sock on the door or gives some sort of warning when she invites someone over but I guess this time she just forgot.” Grace started to explain, stopping for a moment to check your reactions before carrying on when she saw you both listening intently.

“I remember being sort of frozen in place at the door but I’d already closed it behind me so leaving and making more noise only made me think of getting caught. I still don’t really know what compelled me to get closer but the door to her room was cracked open and I just found myself inching closer until I was trying to sneak a peek through the gap. She looked…” Grace continued, only pausing for a moment as she remembered the scene.

You also noticed that so far, the description had focused on her roommate rather than the guy that she was having sex with. She hadn’t gone into too much detail but it felt like something of note. The slip up about her name also left you with more questions but you wanted answers to your other ones first before you got side tracked.

“Anyway, from what I could see she was riding him and her back was to the door so I couldn’t see either of their faces and they couldn’t see me either. I may have gotten a bit excited as I sat down at the side of the door and just listened to her going at it. I don’t know when they finished as I was off in my own fantasies listening in but she must have gotten up to get cleaned up and she found me with my hand down the front of my jeans” Grace said, the light smile on her face telling you it wasn’t totally a bad memory for her.

“How did she react?” you couldn’t help but ask, hoping it wasn’t a sour story like you were expecting.

“She just sort of stood there at first until she figured out what I’d been doing. I’m sure we both had a sort of ‘deer in the headlights’ moment but with the guy still in her room, she sort of just shooed me away into my room so she could get the guy out of there without knowing I was back. It sort of became a running joke after that that she wanted to catch me in the act so we could get even but I never gave her the opportunity…” Grace replied, a look that made it feel like she was reminiscing when she thought back on it.

“Have I ever met her?” Emma asked again, wondering if she could put a face to the story.

“When you were younger, sure… She didn’t really get along with your father so she hasn’t visited in a while but… I guess knowing him in hindsight, that might have been…” Grace answered, trailing off as she went back to her thoughts.

It gave you and Emma a chance to share a look without Grace realising and made you think there was more to this woman than Grace was letting on but she seemed to straighten herself out before you could say anything further.

“My turn!” Grace announced, ending the topic and reaching forward to grab the bottle.

It looked like this time you were the one being left out as it came to a stop while being pointed at Emma, leaving you as a spectator for the moment. Emma took another sip from her glass and at this point, she had the least left in her glass out of everyone.

“Truth” Emma stated, waiting for Grace to ask her the question.

Which truth does she ask?

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