It's been several weeks since you moved in with your best friend, Dylan, and his family. After turning 18, you decided to cut ties with you abusive alcoholic of a dad. You mom passed away from cancer when you were very young, so Dylan's mom, Emily, is really the closest thing to a mother you really have. Between his father working all the time and Dylan having a different college schedule than you, you are often home alone with Emily, though everyone is usually around one the weekends. You are sitting in Dylan's room playing Street Fighter 6 with him. He is sitting in a beanbag chair, you are sitting on his bed behind him. A knock at the door came and Emily walks into the room, a wide smile on her face. Dylan barely even noticed she was there cause he was so focused on the game, but she moved into the room and sat next to you. "Are you boys having fun?" she asked with a smile, pressing her body against you. Dylan didn't answer, but she moved her hand over your crotch, grinning at you.