In the kitchen, I cracked open the window, lit a cigarette, and stared out at the sleeping city. The neon lights still glowed, but everything else was quiet. It was already past one in the morning. I was grateful I didn’t have to work tomorrow, sleep felt impossible after tonight.

A few minutes later, Delilah closed Ivy’s door softly and joined me. She leaned against the counter beside me, then reached up and plucked the cigarette from my lips, taking a slow drag.

"Evan... you’re like an angel," she said, her voice cracking. "She’s safe. Finally."

I smiled faintly. "I’m just glad she’s okay."

We stood there by the small kitchen window, quietly watching the city lights. This felt good. Ivy was safe, and I could finally breathe again.

I glanced at Delilah. She was wearing a short, silky black nightgown that hugged her body. The thin fabric was almost sheer, clearly showing the outline of her hard nipples since she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath.

She handed the cigarette back to me. I took another drag, finished it, then ran it under the sink water and threw it in the trash bin.

"I should head back," I said. "It’s getting late."

"Stay." Delilah grabbed my hand, holding it tightly. "I... just need it."

I looked at her face. Her eyes were still red, with dried tears on her cheeks. I couldn’t help but smile softly.

"Sure."

"Shall we?" she said, gesturing toward the living room.

We left the kitchen and moved to the living room. I sat down on the double couch, and Delilah sat right next to me, resting her head gently on my chest. I wrapped one arm around her shoulders and started playing with her hair with my other hand, placing soft kisses on her forehead. It was cozy as hell.

We didn’t speak. We just... stayed like that I was enjoying the warmth of her body against mine and the faint minty scent coming from her skin.

"Are you better?" I asked, kissing the crown of her head.

She nodded. "I am. Thanks to you."

A notification popped up in my view, telling me that I earned twenty five points from her. Well, since I was already at eighty, that maxed the relationship I had with her.

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WOMEN - INTERACTIONS

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Jasmine: Interest: 40 / 60

Kayla: Interest: 38 / 40

Tessa: Interest: 40 / 60

Kim: Interest: 100 / 100

Delilah: Interest: 100 / 100

Cora: Interest: 100 / 100

Mendy: Interest: 20 / 40 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Nala: Interest: -99 / 100

Penelope: Interest: 5 / 20

Minne: Interest: 38 / 40

Ivy: Interest: 50 / 60

Eleanor: Interest: 25 / 40

Amelia: Interest: 12 / 20

Esme: Interest: 60 / 80

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And the reward was... 350 EXP. Nice.

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Evan Marlowe [Level 21]

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EXP: 5325 / 31500

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Current Credits: 7812

Current SC: 0

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Delilah looked up at me. After a few moments, our eyes met and she leaned in, kissing me on the lips. I kissed her back, gently rubbing her shoulder. I could sense it, she was feeling it.

I slid my hand under her nightgown and found her bare tits. No bra, just like I thought. I gently pinched one of her nipples, pulling a soft moan from her mouth into mine. She kissed me harder, her tongue swirling against mine, then suddenly broke the kiss.

She stood up and began removing her nightgown. I leaned back on the couch and watched as she slipped it off, then bent over and slowly removed her panties. She was now completely naked, her body softly lit by the moonlight coming through the kitchen window.

I quickly pulled my pants and boxers down, sliding them aside. Then I grabbed her by the waist and guided her onto my lap.

"You’re perfect, Delilah."

She chuckled and kissed me again. "A few months ago, you were calling me Mrs. Komb."

"A few months ago you weren’t this wet for me," I said, sliding my finger down to her pussy, feeling how soaked she was.

She licked slowly from my chin up to my lips. "Fair enough."

"Fair enough," she whispered, her voice already husky.

I kept my fingers between her thighs, slowly rubbing her swollen clit before sliding two fingers inside her. Delilah was soaked. Her pussy clenched hot and slippery around my fingers as I slowly pumped them in and out. The wet sounds of her arousal filled the quiet living room.

"Fuck..." she breathed, reaching down and wrapping her hand around my hard cock. She stroked me slowly at first, then faster, squeezing the shaft as she twisted her wrist at the head. I grew even harder in her grip, throbbing against her palm.

Delilah leaned in close, lips brushing my ear. "You’re fingering your best friend’s mother right now, you know that?" she purred, voice dripping with lust. "Ivy’s drunk and passed out in the next room... and here you are, knuckles-deep in her mom’s wet pussy like a dirty boy."

I groaned and curled my fingers inside her, rubbing that spongy spot that made her hips jerk. Her juices were dripping down my hand.

"Mmm, you like that, don’t you?" she moaned softly, pumping my cock faster. "Fucking your best friend’s mom behind her back... Bad boy, Evan. Such a naughty fucking boy."

"Yeah... I fucking love it," I replied, my voice low and rough as I curled my fingers deeper inside her soaked cunt. "You’re dripping all over my hand, Delilah."

I leaned down and captured one of her hard nipples between my lips, sucking on it greedily while I kept fingering her. Delilah gasped sharply, arching her back and pushing her tit harder into my mouth.

"Fuck... yes, suck on my tits," she whimpered, stroking my throbbing cock with long, tight strokes. "You’re such a dirty boy, playing with your friend’s mother like this... while she’s drunk and sleeping right down the hall."

I swirled my tongue around her stiff nipple, then gently bit it, making her moan louder. I added a third finger into her tight, slippery pussy, pumping them faster. The wet, filthy sounds of her cunt filled the room.

"Shit, you’re so fucking wet," I murmured against her breast before switching to the other nipple, sucking harder. "You love this, don’t you? Getting fingered and used by your daughter’s friend."

Delilah’s hand sped up on my cock, smearing my leaking precum all over my shaft. Her hips bucked wildly against my fingers as her breathing turned into desperate, broken moans.

"Yes... God, I’m such a horny slut for you tonight," she gasped. "Don’t stop... I’m so close—"