Emily got to work as soon as we were back. I think I ended up just getting in the way more often than not, Emily eventually shooing me out of the kitchen, gently pushing me all the way to the couch, ensuring I was sat down. She switched on the television, handing me the remote, before returning a few seconds later with a beer. "If I have to suck your dick to get you to stay here..."

I laughed. "Okay, okay, I'll stay out of your way."

"Want me to suck your dick regardless?"

"You're getting well and truly fucked tonight, Emily. I can wait until then."

Her eyes lit...