The front door slammed, signifying Rosie's arrival home from school. Then, feet stomped up the stairs.
Emily poked her head out from her office. "Rosie?" she called out. "Did you just get home? It's a little late..."
Rosie paused halfway up the steps, leaning over the railing to shoot her mother an eye roll. "I've got homework, Mom," she sassed. "Can I go?"
Emily emerged further into the foyer to fix her daughter with a raised brow. "I didn't think you had track practice today..."
Rosie huffed. "I didn't." She failed to elaborate, though.
"Then, what were you doing?" Emily prompted. She tried not to get too impatient with the teenager's attitude, but it wasn't easy when she had plenty of her own attitude to fire back.
Another huff. "I was helping my IB English teacher with some filing," she replied. "Can I go now?" Emily waved her away, knowing she wasn't going to get any further discussion from her, and she stomped her way up to her room.
Emily just shook her head, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. Returning to her office, she closed the door just in time to mute the sound of her phone ringing. Glancing at the screen, her lips quirked up in a smile. "I hear you got a new filing clerk," she said by way of answering.
Alex laughed. "Are you sure she doesn't know about us? Because it sure seems like she's trying to get on my good side."
"She doesn't know," Emily insisted. "Believe me, I'd hear about it if she did." A beat. "Are you coming over tonight? Rosie has a sleepover..."
As soon as Alex came through the door, Emily had her pressed up against it, kissing her with hunger. Alex laughed into the kiss. "Did you miss me?" she asked teasingly when Emily's lips travelled along her throat.
"Mm-hmm," she hummed. "I couldn't stop thinking about you – especially at night..."
Alex hummed a pleased note. "You touch yourself while you think about me?" she husked. She worked on the tie of Emily's robe, releasing it to expose her naked body.
Emily shrugged teasingly, smirked. "You like that?"
She nodded, gripping her hips and pulling her into her body. One hand travelled down between Emily's legs, bringing her fingers away slick. "It would seem I'm not the only one who likes that..." She slipped her fingers between Emily's legs again, pressing her fingers into her dripping cunt and making her keen. She pressed her knee between Emily's legs, allowing Emily to grind down on it, in search of friction.
"Fuck, Alex!" Emily groaned, fucking herself on her fingers.
"Just like that, Em," Alex coaxed, her thumb rubbing her clit.
Emily wrapped one arm around Alex's neck for leverage, her other hand finding one of Alex's breasts and teasing her nipple through her shirt.
Alex whimpered softly at the sensation and she curled her fingers inside Emily, eliciting a throaty moan. "You going to cum for me?" Alex taunted.
Emily whimpered, nodded. "I'm so close, Alex... Fuck!" She ground down harder, hips twitching, pussy clenching around her fingers. She came quickly after that with a scream of Alex's name, her head falling back, eyes fluttering shut.
Alex pulled her in for a kiss, laughing breathily against her lips. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," she murmured.
Humming into the kiss, Emily replied, "You're not so bad yourself...and I'm not done with you yet." At Alex's raised brow, she smirked. "If I've only got you for a few hours, I'm not about to waste a single one of them."
Then, she pushed Alex back to lay on the nearby couch and immediately began unbuttoning her jeans.
"Someone's awfully frisky tonight," Alex teased, lifting her hips to assist Emily in undressing her.
Emily spent a few moments simply watching her as she trailed her fingers along her slit. At length, she said, "Yes, well, I get lonely at night...and I fill my time thinking about what I'll do the next time I get my hands on you."
Then, without warning, she dove between her legs, tongue finding her clit, making her cry out.
Rosie flopped back on the bed, covering her face to stifle her scream.
Her best friend, Meg, just laughed, rolling her eyes. "You are officially a drama queen," she declared. But she shut her bedroom door to avoid being overheard by her aunt all the same.
"Shut up!" Rosie whined, propping herself up on her elbows to glare at her.
"What?" Meg asked, holding her hands up in self-defence. "You're the one who's all hot for teacher..."
Rosie scoffed.
Meg laughed. "So, what was it today?"
She flopped back to hide the way her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. "I was helping her file things today and the top buttons of her blouse were undone and..." She squealed. "She's just so fucking gorgeous, okay?"
"She's not ugly..." Meg said, shrugging.
"She's a goddess," Rosie insisted. She rolled over onto her stomach, propping her chin in her hands. "I love her."
Meg rolled her eyes. "You do not, you just want to bone her."
Rosie's cheeks flamed even brighter red.
"See!?" Meg trilled. "You totally do!" She laughed. "You should totally try it – lots of teachers are into it and you're sixteen, so it's legal..."
"Meg!" she shrieked. "You can't just say shit like that... Besides, there's no way she's not seeing someone."
Meg shook her head, clicking her tongue. "You can't keep pining over her forever – you either have to get over her or get under her..." She waggled her brows suggestively.
Rosie sighed. She knew Meg was right, but she didn't want to admit it.
"Ooh! I have the best idea!" Meg interrupted her thoughts. "We should take some sexy pictures of you!"
"What?" she yelped. "Why?"
Meg smirked. "Maybe one day you 'accidentally' leave your phone open to the picture. Maybe she 'accidentally' sees it..." She shrugged.
Rosie felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment, but she nodded anyway, the idea somehow thrilling. She proceeded to pull off her sweater as Meg grabbed her phone to take the pictures.