(Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene. If you're not comfortable to read it kindly skip it and move to another chapter)

Kylie felt incredibly embarrassed when her ass hit the bottom of the bathtub. It was true that the knock at the door had startled her, but it was incredible that she'd been so startled that she'd lost her balance. She'd been undressing when the knocking started. Her pants and shirt were off, but she still wore her underwear, socks, and brazier.

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She looked up at Ethan and had to give him credit. She could see the laughter in his eyes, and by all rights, she had given him cause to laugh, but, out of respect for her, he hadn't. Instead of laughing, he knelt down and said, "Are you alright?"

"I'll be fine," she said, "but I think my ass will be more than swollen for a long while. I feel incredibly foolish, though."

"Don't worry," Ethan said. "I won't tell anyone."

Whoever knocked on the door knocked again, and Kylie cried out, "Hold on, will you?"

Ethan leaned over to help Kylie. He reached his hands under her armpit and tried to pull her up. The minute he began to pull through, his foot slipped, and he fell into the tub beside her. The water splashed out of the tub as his ass hit bottom, and they both began to laugh hysterically.

Hearing the sound from outside, the person knocking stopped for a moment, and then began to knock more fervently than ever. "Is someone in there?" the voice called. It was Dinah. "It sounds like someone is laughing in there…"

From a distance, Kylie and Ethan heard Stephen shout, "Stop knocking. There's no one inside the bathroom!"

"But I did hear some noise in the bathroom," Dinah cried. "And the door's locked. Have Ethan and Kylie returned yet? If yes, they must be in the bathroom!"

"They're not there," Stephen lied. "My room is next to theirs. If they were there, I would have heard them. I'm watching porn. Perhaps that is what you heard."

Dinah's face turned red, and she stuttered unintelligibly.

"I'm an adult," Stephen laughed. "Isn't it normal for an adult to watch adult videos? They are fun and sexy – I like the ones with strong action!"

Dinah wandered over to Stephen's door and whispered, "If you ever want to have sex instead, just let me know, okay?"

"Maybe another time," Stephen replied, "but why don't you come in so that we can get to know each other better?"

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As soon as Dinah was gone, Kylie and Ethan began to giggle quietly. Now that they were both in the tub, there was no reason for either of them to get out. Ethan leaned in and kissed her on the mouth passionately. Kylie responded in kind, and before he could take the initiative to move things along, she took the initiative and grabbed the bull by the horns. Ethan gasped when he felt her hand wrap itself around his manhood.

As Dinah entered Stephen's room, he turned up the stereo. He invited her to sit on the sofa, and he sat beside her. She glanced around the room, and when she saw his computer, she asked him what software he used and reminded him that if he didn't use a good antivirus, his computer could break down easily. "Lots of porn have viruses," she said, "or at least that's what I've heard,"

Stephen laughed, and he said, "Shouldn't you be worrying more about Kylie, and less about my computer? What are you doing home alone?"

"Don't worry," Dinah replied sternly as she took a sip of water and shook her head. "We were having dinner, but she and Ethan met a man named Ken and the shit the fan."

Stephen rolled his eyes, and he said, "I am sure that Ethan handled him easily."

"Of course, he did!" Dinah replied, "but there is something between him and Kylie. I don't know what it is, but I suspect Ken knows some secrets about Kylie, and he is holding them against her. You must know about Ethan's temper. If the secret came out in the wrong way, there is no knowing what would happen…

"Anyways," Stephen continued, "I'm tired. Would you mind leaving my room now?"

Dinah looked at him coyly, and as she began to slip her shirt over her head, she said, "Perhaps there is something I could do to help you sleep better?"

Stephen sighed, and he stopped her. He said, "I mean no offense but, perhaps another time. It is nothing personal, but I am just not in the mood."

"I will respect your wishes," Dinah said, "but I will continue to offer myself to you until you accept my proposition. I like you very much and I long to make you happy. I know that you like someone else, but she will never be with you as your wife. It is time to let her go and move on – don't you think?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Stephen scolded her. In a fit of anger, he picked up Dinah's water, and he simply threw it into the trash can. "I already said that maybe someday we can be together. Why can't that be enough? If you keep pushing me, I promise you that we will never be together!"

Dinah leaned in and whispered in his ear and said, "How about this: If you fuck me now, I won't tell Ethan your secret."

Hearing her threat, Stephen growled and threw her down on the sofa. "You like this?" he snarled as he forced his right hand underneath her pants and panties, and forced two fingers into her cunt.

"Now, you are talking!" Dinah purred as she closed her legs to hold his hand inside her. She held his hand in over his and began to buck against it. "Rub my clit!" she commanded him.

Stephen kissed her passionately as he stroked her clit and brought her to a standing position. "On the bed," he moaned.

Stephen pulled his right hand out of her pants and ran it under her shirts to play with her breasts and nipples. He continued to kiss her and lead her with his left hand.

Dinah was so lost in the moment that she didn't realize that she wasn't being led to Stephen's bed. She was actually being led to the door. Once they got there, Stephen quietly opened it and pushed her hard. Dinah, thinking she was being led to the bed, allowed herself to fall.

It was the shock of a lifetime for Dinah when, instead of landing on the bed, her ass smacked hard against the floor, and her head hit the wall.

"If you don't want more of that," Stephen hissed, "go to your room and find your hand!"

"You bastard!" Dinah shouted as she stammered to her feet.

"Whatever," he replied. "Any chance you ever had at being with me is gone, so fuck off!"

Stephen sighed in relief as Dinah walked away. He went to the dresser and took a cigarette from a pack that was in the top drawer. He lit it and took several drags. He turned off the radio, and in the fresh silence, he was surprised that he could still hear Ethan and Kylie rutting in the next room.

Ethan was just about to cum inside of Kylie's honeypot when, suddenly, he pulled out and said, "Let's take this to the bed so that I can put on a condom."

Kylie agreed with his idea. The other option was for him to ejaculate on her breasts and belly, but that had always felt very humiliating to her – so they got out and took turns drying each other off. Once they were dry, Ethan led her to the bed and slipped a condom over his swollen member. In this instance, they weren't worried about Kylie getting pregnant.

Kylie thought this was very sweet of him.

Ethan had Kylie get on her hands and knees on the floor; doggy style. He pushed her head down on the floor and spread her legs. He had her play with her clit until her honeypot was wet enough for him to penetrate her cunt comfortably – and then he did.

Ethan began fucking her at a slow pace, and as her moaning got louder, he pumped harder and faster until, finally, they climaxed together. Ethan slipped out of her, and he said, "I love you so fucking much."