Roxy knocked on the door desperately as cold rain fell on her. Why wasn't anyone answering? Jane wanted to hang out today. At least... she THINKS it was today... normally her best friend was always eagerly waiting at the door when she came over. Roxy knocked again, teeth chattering as she waited for the door to open. She shivered and idly hoped her mascara wasn't running. Priorities. Her clothes were drenched and she was desperate to be indoors. She raised her hand to knock again, but the door opened. Finally.
"What are you doing here so late? Was it raining when you left? What were you even thinking?" Jane questioned, not even realizing that she was still shivering in the rain.
"Janey, jeez. At least lemme warm up first." Roxy replied, twisting some water out of her hair before entering her friend's house.
"Rox, my dad's still asleep. You know how he feels about this. Have you been drinking again?"
"Maybe just a little."
"Jesus Christ, this is why my dad says you're a bad influence." Jane sighed. "But I still love you."
"Love ya too, Janey cakes." Roxy placed a kiss on Jane's cheek as she led her up to her room.
Once they were safe behind locked doors, Jane pinned her secret girlfriend to the wall, grabbing her waist rougher than usual. Roxy giggled, moving from the wall to the bed in one swift swoop. Since she was on top now, she was in control. She lifted up Jane's shirt and groped her breasts, gently kissing her upper abdomen. With her free hand, she lifted up her skirt and rubbed her inner thigh. She may have been drunk, but damn was she good at this. She carefully moved her hand from Jane's thighs to her sweet spot, fingering her and making her way down. You can imagine what happened next. After it was done, they laid in Jane's bed for a while. She looked over to her partner and noticed she was asleep. She decided to go to the bathroom. She took a shower, which probably wasn't the greatest idea considering the fact that Jane's dad had to be at work in a couple hours. Just as everyone most likely expected, he woke up. He groggily went to the bathroom to wash his face. However, Roxy had left the door unlocked. Her back was facing him, and he didn't notice until he rinsed his face that she was definitely not his daughter.
"Miss Lalonde, what on Earth are you doing here? At this time of night, no less." he inquired, and yet did not look away. He bit his lip, his gaze fixated on her naked body.
"Oh, nothing important~ You wanna join me?" She replied turning towards him and opening the shower door a little.
Flustered, he turned away. "No thank you, please leave my household as soon as possible."
"Oh come on, nobody has to know. It'll be our liiiittle secret." She taunted, stepping out of the shower and towards him, She placed a hand on his chest.
"Roxy, p-please. You know what you do to me.." He stuttered, grabbing her hand.
She winked, and knelt, sliding down his pants painstakingly slowly. "The water's still going. We really shouldn't waste it, you know."
He gave in, taking off his pajama shirt. He let her take off his boxers on her own.
She stepped into the shower, grabbing his hand and leading him inside. He couldn't control himself any longer, picking her up and pinning her to the shower wall without closing the door. The moans and skin slapping together were extremely satisfying to both of them. He pulled his dick out and commanded her to turn around and bend over. She gladly obliged with a "Yes, daddy~." The scolding hot water was hitting her back, which was moving back and forth. She, being as flexible as she was, wrapped her legs around his waist for more momentum. He nutted, and went off to go to work, and Roxy slipped back into Jane's room as if nothing had happened.
