"Help you?" You said. "Yes help me." Emma said confirming her question. "What? Are you some rich spoilt kid who never helps his parents?" Emma said, unknowlingly adressing the truth. "Okay then I will help you." You said. The only reason you did this was because of Emma. You secretaly liked being bossed around by her. So you two made dinner and eat it all up.
"Very nice." You said, again giving her a compliment, even though you normaly don't ever do that. "Thank you, Michael. It's also because of your help." She replied with a smile.
After the dinner was finished you walked towards the couch again. "Hey! What do you think you are going to do?" Emma said, stopping you. "Now we are going to do the dishes." Emma demanded. You really didn't like doing the dishes but for Emma you make an exception. "Ah that's better." Emma said knowing she has gained some power over you.
The dishes were done and now you both walked towards the couch and laid down. Emma sat in another couch on your left side. She again sat upright while reading a magazine. Again she had crossed her legs and was swinging her top leg a little and twisting her socked foot. You stared at them more than at the tv. Your penis was becoming hard and you horny. She was giving you quite a show. Crunching her foot so sometimes you could see some wrinkles poking through the sock.
You had to find a way to come close to them. Oh her sneakers stood here somewhere you thought. You could search them and smell them.
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