Chapter 3

I eased myself into bed beside the sleeping girl, sighing happily as I felt her smooth and cool skin against me. I slid my arm under her large t-shirt and around over her waist - tightening my grip over her taut stomach and pushing my face into her slender neck; taking a deep breath of the sweet scent of her hair.

Emily murmured sleepily as she began to awaken; stirring her body languidly against mine in a most pleasing manner. I felt her muscles tense when she realised she wasn’t alone in her bed, but they relaxed when she saw that it was me.

“Mike?” Emily asked, her voice still fuzzy with sleep. “What are you doing here?”

“I just felt like seeing you that’s all.” I smiled to her, leaning down and kissing her gently upon the lips.

“Mmm...” Emily murmured, her lips curving upwards into a pleased smile.

Although I hadn’t given her any extra trigger phrases like I had done with her parents, Emily had been included in my direction that I was a trusted and close friend of the family. So, like her parents, she wasn’t exactly surprised to find me in her house. I wasn’t really sure how she reconciled the fact that she was also fucking my wife and I; maybe it just added an element of spice for her that she was sleeping with a friend of her parents. That said, apparently it was taking liberties too far to join her in her childhood bed at home - I knew exactly the moment that she become fully aware of her surroundings.

“Mike! You’re naked!” She whispered hoarsely, almost scandalised in her alarm. “My parents are right downstairs! We can’t do this right now!”

Emily tried to struggle upright, but I was holding her too firmly. I hugged her slender body to me even tighter, gripping one of her small breasts in the palm of my hand and pressing my erection into the side of her thigh.

“Relax.” I said in a normal voice - the volume sounding far too loud in the hushed quiet of her bedroom. “I’ve already seen them and they know I’m up here.”

“You’ve already ... what?” Emily muttered, giving up trying to escape my arms and instead rolling within them onto her side facing away from me so she could reach over to her phone. She looked at the screen to see the time. “They might come up and see what we’re doing - you have to stop!”

The girl had relaxed somewhat when I had told her to - curtesy of the instilled desire within her to want to obey any direction my wife and I gave her. It still wasn’t enough to fully quiet her though - which I didn’t mind in the slightest.

“Don’t fight me Emily.” I said, sighing happily as I pressed my cock between the cheeks of her lovely ass. I felt her settle down a little as I gave her a direct order. “It’s fine - we wont be interrupted for a while at least.”

Emily was still clearly uncomfortable, but she was beginning to react to my presence. I was kneading and squeezing her small breasts at the same time as I steadily pressed my cock into her rear. When I leant forward and kissed the side of her neck, I heard her give a long and shuddering sigh of pleasure.

“This isn’t smart, Mike.” Emily whispered. She had paced her hands on my forearm that was wrapped around her and was gripping my arm tightly. “I have no idea what I’d say if they found you in bed with me.”

“Let me worry about that.” I growled, taking one of her nipples between my finger and pinching it roughly. The interplay I’d had with her parents had made me horny as hell and, getting lost in the midst of my perverted arousal, I made a mistake and went a little to far. “I could carry you downstairs and fuck you like a bitch right in front of them and it would be fine.”

“What?!” Emily exclaimed in a startled voice. She twisted around in my grip as only a young and flexible girl could so that she could look me in the face incredulously. “Why the fuck would you say something like that?”

She began to struggle in my grip again, trying to get away.

“Stop fighting Emily!” I said to her firmly, but apart from a brief cessation of movement, it had no lasting effect.

Giving up for the moment, I activated the Watch and froze time around us.

I flopped back on Emily’s bed and frowned up at the ceiling. I was more annoyed at myself than at her - I had got far too ahead of myself and acted stupidly. The controls I had placed within John and Carol had no effect on their daughter. I had wanted to enjoy the more relaxed influence I had on Kara’s old babysitter; having half formed plans of playing upon her sense of having to keep our trysts a secret from her parents.

After the fun I’d had with John and Carol earlier, I’d gotten carried away with how much I could actually make Emily do. I’d not bothered to place within her commands that would make her accept or overlook a new family dynamic.

I sighed loudly to myself - this was the problem with just winging things. Hadn’t I learned enough from my efforts and plans with Kara and Linda?

I rolled over to look into Emily’s frozen and shocked face. That was so stupid of me. Still, it wasn’t anything I couldn’t easily fix. I thought about what I could say to the girl - for a moment I toyed with the idea of increasing the strength of her compulsion to obey me - but soon dismissed that. It had the potential to get messy, and there was also the problem that I couldn’t be sure how it would affect her every action.

In the end I decided to just keep it all simple and give Emily the same trigger phrases that I had given to her parents. It wasn’t like it was a compromise in any way - I could have a hell of a lot of fun adding Emily to the mix. In addition to that, I kind of liked the idea of placing restrictions upon what I could do; it made things more interesting and I didn’t want to fall into the same mistakes I’d made in my own home.

With that thought in my mind, I grinned and started to give the frozen girl the three trigger phrases I had designed for her parents; to accept what I was doing as just the way things were when I said the phrase ‘don’t mind me’, to answer me truthfully when I included ‘be honest’ in a question, and to follow my direction absolutely without any memory of my saying it when I started a command with ‘pay attention’.”

Repeating this phrases over and over to Emily took some time - but it wasn’t like I was on a schedule here. When I was done, I eased myself back next to her and restarted time.

“Don’t mind me, Emily.” I said easily, holding her struggling form tightly in my arms. “This is fine - just relax and trust me.”

Emily had gone tense and blank as I spoke - letting all the new information hit her psyche. She soon started responding to what I was doing to her again, moaning and pressing herself backwards into my cock.

“That’s better, good girl.” I murmured approvingly. I just loved the control I had over her. I wondered what Emily would think if she knew what her parents were getting up to in the kitchen downstairs.

“What are you thinking about?” Emily gasped, feeling my lips smiling against her neck.

“I might tell you later.” I laughed softly. I rolled Emily over onto her back and roughly stripped off her t-shirt before moving myself over her; covering her willowy body with my own far larger form. I forced her slender thighs apart with one knee before settling down between her legs. Once there, I shifted my hips forward - nudging her moistening entrance with the head of my dick. “Before I forget, Linda wants to know if you’d like to come over to our place tonight.”

“What?” Emily blinked up at me above her dazedly; everything happening a little too rapidly for her to take in.

“She wants me to invite you over to our house this evening.” I reiterated, grinning down into her pretty face. It wasn’t as though she had a choice in the matter, but she didn’t need to know that. I moved my hips until I felt her nether-lips part around my invading cock. “Are you interested?”

“Fuck yes, I am.” Emily groaned, reaching up and wrapping her arms around my neck. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and rolled her hips in an attempt to get me inside her. “I’ve wanted you both again for so long - I thought you’d changed your mind.”

“Far from it.” I growled, pushing an inch of my shaft into her tight opening. Emily gasped in pleasure at feeling me start to stretch her open. “There’s been a few developments at home and I’m looking forward to seeing what you think of them.”

I still didn’t know what Linda had planned with Emily and how she was gong to incorporate our daughter into the mix, but I was sure I was going to enjoy it immensely.

“Anything, as long as I get to play with you and your wife again.” Emily whispered hoarsely.

“You don’t get to play.” I said to her firmly, beginning a long and deliciously slow thrust into the girl. I stared into her widening eyes as I inexorably buried my entire length into her snug little pussy. “We get to play with you.”