Emma the Roommate Ch. 02

The next day, Emma woke up with a hangover and a newfound determination. She was determined to find a way to explore her BDSM fantasies and decided that what Sarah had told her last night had changed everything. Emma knew that she had to act on her desires, even if that meant risking her relationship with Sarah. She couldn't keep it bottled up any longer. Emma brewed a pot of coffee and made her way to the living room, determined to figure out a plan. As she sat down on the couch, she thought about what Sarah had said. She knew that she wanted to explore her BDSM fantasies, but she wasn't sure how to make it happen. Suddenly, an idea came to Emma. She realized that she could use Sarah's admission last night to her advantage. And so a plan started to form in her head.

Emma continued to drink her coffee while she waited for James and Sarah to wake up. When they finally did, Emma greeted them with a cheerful smile.

"Good morning, you two! Did you sleep well?" James nodded, a groggy look on his face.

"Yeah, I think so. But I think I'm still a bit hungover, though." Sarah nodded, looking a little out of it.

"Yeah, me too. I had a little too much wine last night." Emma gave them a mournful smile.

"Well, don't worry. I've made some coffee to sober you up." As she handed them each a cup of coffee, Emma noticed James looking at her strangely.

"What's wrong, James?" she asked curiously. James hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Nothing, it's just...I can't remember too much about last night. At some point, everything just becomes fuzzy." Emma looked at James, concerned.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that. I guess we drank a bit too much." James nodded, a sheepish look on his face.

"Yeah, I guess we did." Sarah looked at Emma apologetically.

"What do you remember, Emma?" Emma smiled at Sarah with a knowing smile.

"Oh, I remember everything, Sarah. Especially what you told me last night." Sarah's eyes filled with uncertainty.

"What did I tell you, Emma?" Emma took a sip of her coffee before answering.

"Oh, just something you were interested in. We can talk about it later, or if you want, we can talk about it now." Something about how Emma phrased herself jogged Sarah's memory, and she realized that Emma knew about her secret BDSM fetish. She felt a mixture of excitement and fear, but she knew that she couldn't hide anything from Emma anymore.

"Okay, let's talk later," she said, her voice shaking slightly. Emma nodded understandingly.

"Sounds good to me. How about a girl's night? No boys allowed." Sarah nodded, a nervous look on her face.

"Okay, that sounds good. Let's do it." Emma glared at James.

"And no boys allowed, James. Just us girls." James opened his mouth to protest.

"But what about..." Emma cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

"No... boys... allowed, James. Do you understand?" She gave him a stern look, daring him to contradict her. James resigned a defeated look on his face.

"Okay, okay. No boys allowed. I'll head out tonight." Emma turned back to Sarah, smiling broadly.

"Perfect. I'll make some snacks, and we'll watch a movie. Sound good?" Sarah nodded a nervous smile on her face.

"Yeah, that sounds good. Thanks, Emma." Emma couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. She had laid the perfect trap, and now she just had to spring it. Emma let the couple go for breakfast while she got ready to meet her father downtown. She carefully applied her makeup. She made sure her hair was styled perfectly, and her clothes were fitted to accentuate her figure. When she was satisfied with her appearance, she exited her enormous walk-in closet, grabbed her bag, and made her way out the door. As Emma walked towards her car, she felt a sense of confidence and power. She knew that she was in control and that she had the ability to make things happen. She couldn't wait to see what the night would bring.

As Emma headed downtown, she couldn't help but think about Sarah and James. She knew that she was about to change their lives forever. The anticipation was building inside her, making her feel nervous and excited. She finally arrived at her father's office building and made her way up to his office. She took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

"Come in, Emma," her father called from inside. Emma opened the door and stepped inside, a confident smile on her face. Her father, a powerful businessman, was sitting behind his desk, his eyes fixed on her.

"Good morning, Father," she said, her voice steady. Her father nodded, looking nonplussed.

"Good morning, Emma. How was your night?" Emma hesitated for a moment before answering.

"It was good, father. I spent some time with Sarah and James." Her father raised an eyebrow, a skeptical look on his face.

"Friends, I presume." Emma looked somewhat exacerbated.

"Dad, Sarah lives with me, and James is her boyfriend." Her father nodded, an understanding but uninterested look on his face.

"Ah, I see. Well, I'm glad to hear that you're spending time with your friends. But remember, Emma, don't let your studies slip. It wouldn't be good for the future." Emma nodded, a tired look on her face.

"I won't let you down, Father. You can count on me." Her father nodded, satisfied by the answer she gave.

"I'm glad to hear that, Emma. Now, we have an important meeting to get to." Emma nodded, straitening herself.

"Of course, father." She followed her father out the door and into the conference room, where the meeting was already in progress. As she took her seat along the wall, she couldn't help but think back to the plan she had formed earlier. She knew that this would be the beginning of something amazing. She couldn't wait to see it through.

As the meeting continued, Emma tried to stay focused, but her mind kept drifting to Sarah. She couldn't wait to see the look on Sarah's face when she revealed her dastardly plan. She could already feel the excitement coursing through her veins. The minutes ticked by until, finally, the meeting was over. Emma stood up, a confident smile on her face.

"I'll see you later, Father," she said before heading out of the room. As Emma made her way to her car, she felt a sense of confidence and power. She knew that she was in control and that she had the ability to make things happen. She couldn't wait to see what the night would bring. As she drove home, her mind kept drifting to Sarah and James. She knew that they were both the key to her plan, and she was determined to ensnare them both. She couldn't wait to see how everything would unfold.

When she finally arrived home, she went straight to her room to get ready for her evening with Sarah. She let her stuffy business attire fall to the ground and grabbed something more casual. She quickly applied a new layer of makeup and chose another more casual outfit that still emphasized her curves. When she was satisfied with her appearance, she grabbed a snack and a bottle of wine and headed down the hall to Sarah's room. The door was slightly ajar, so she pushed it open and entered. Sarah was lying on her bed, reading a book. She looked up from her book when she heard the door open.

"Hey, Emma," she said, a smile on her face. Emma walked over to the bed and sat down next to Sarah.

"Hey, Sarah. How are things?" Sarah shrugged, but she looked a little nervous.

"They're okay. Just studying for an exam." Emma held up the bottle of wine and snacks.

"Ready for girl night?" Sarah sat up.

"Yeah, give me a minute." She quickly changed into more comfortable clothes and joined Emma in the living room. As Emma set up the snacks and wine, she could feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. She knew that she was about to change everything. She took a sip of her wine and looked over at Sarah, a wicked grin on her face.

"So, what do you want to talk about tonight?" Sarah took a nervous sip of her wine before answering.

"I don't really know, Emma. I'm just happy to be here with you." Emma nodded, a fiendish grin on her face.

"That's okay, Sarah. Because I know what I want to talk about." Sarah looked at her, confused.

"What do you mean?" Emma took a long sip of her wine before answering.

"I want to discuss last night and your little BDSM fetish." Sarah's eyes fell.

"I knew it shouldn't have mentioned that yesterday." Emma shook her head.

"No, I'm glad you did. It makes things so much easier." Sarah looked up uncertainly.

"What do you mean, Emma?" Emma took another sip of her wine before answering.

"I mean that I know about your little secret, and I want to help you explore it." Sarah was still not catching on.

"But you heard James. He said he wasn't into it." Emma nodded her understanding.

"Yes, I heard him. But I don't think that means he's not into it at all. I think he's just too shy to admit it." Sarah's eyes widened.

"You think so?" Emma nodded, looking more self-assured than she actually was.

"Yes, I do. And I think I can help you bring him out of his shell." Sarah looked at Emma skeptically.

"What do you mean, Emma?" Emma took another sip of her wine before answering.

"I mean that you and I can practice so BDSM stuff like we did with kissing when we were younger. And then, you can show James what you like and give him a taste." Sarah looked hesitant but intrigued.

"But I don't want to cheat on James." Emma looked at Sarah with an impish grin.

"I'm not suggesting you cheat on him, Sarah. I'm just suggesting that I help you find what you like in BDSM, and there doesn't have to be any sex involved." Sarah looked at Emma, considering her offer.

"But what if he doesn't like it?" Emma shrugged.

"Then he doesn't like it. But at least you'll know for sure." Sarah considered Emma's words for a moment before nodding.

"Okay, Emma. Let's do it." Emma grinned.

"Great! So tell me, what in BDSM are you interested in? And don't be afraid to get specific." Sarah took a deep breath before answering.

"Well, I've always been curious about being in control. Do you remember in high school, that couple where the girl kept bossing her boyfriend around? I always thought that was hot." Emma nodded, her eyes lighting up.

"I remember. And now you're curious to try it yourself?" Sarah nodded, looking nervous.

"Yeah, but I don't know if I can do that. I don't know if I am dominant enough." Emma gave Sarah a confident smile.

"You can be anything you want to be, Sarah. You just need to believe that you can do it." Sarah took a deep breath before answering.

"Okay, I'll try. But how do I start?" Emma let Sarah wait while she to yet another sip.

"We can start with some basic role-playing. We can pretend to be a couple and see what happens." Sarah nodded slowly, not totally convinced.

"Okay, let's do that. But what about James? Will he be okay with this?" Emma shook her head dismissively.

"Don't worry about James. He'll be fine. I'll take care of everything." Sarah looked at Emma with a mix of curiosity and concern.

"Are you sure?" Emma nodded.

"Of course, I'm sure. Just trust me." You could see she still wasn't convinced, but she trusted Emma.

"Okay, I trust you, Emma." Emma smiled, confidently.

"Good." Emma got on the floor, placed her hands in Sarah's lap, and looked up at her.

"Okay, babe, I'm all yours." Sarah looked down at Emma, a mix of nervousness and excitement.

"Um, I don't know what to do?" Emma rolled her eyes.

"How about you do this." She reached up and grabbed Sarah's chin, and guided it to her lips. Sarah closed her eyes and melted into the kiss, feeling a sense of power as Emma kissed her passionately. As they broke apart, Emma grinned at Sarah.

"See? It's not that hard, is it?" Sarah blushed nervously.

"No, I guess not. But I feel I'm not very good at this."