Abbie answers the way Abbie answers

"Yes," said Abbie, refraining from smiling at Jake. "It would be a good thing."

"Jake, I --" Chris began, but stopped himself. He turned to Abbie. "What did you say?"

"I said it would be a good thing," replied Abbie.

"Abbie, did you like it when Chris flirted with you?"

"I did." Abbie nodded, and kept her focus locked on Jake.

"Did you like flirting with him?" Jake asked.

"I did."

Chris cleared his throat, pushed his chair out, and stood up. "I don't know what this is, but it's clear I crossed a line. Let's put this in the past, no hard feelings, and all that."

Jake had a hint of urgency in his voice. "Abbie, do you want Chris to stay?"

She reached her hand out and touched Chris's arm. He looked down at her. She turned her head to make eye contact with him, her eyes looking up, hopeful, and most of all, sincere.

"Yes, I do."

Chris looked down at her, baffled.

She went on. "You asked me what else I was doing tonight."

"Did he really?" Jake asked, chuckling lightly. He hadn't heard the original conversation, so he was a little taken aback.

"Yes, he did," said Abbie.

Chris shook his head. "That was ... well, it was ... it was a different situation, I think."

"Was it?" asked Abbie. "You asked what Jake and I were doing ... and then you asked specifically what I was doing. Almost like either option would have been okay with you."

Chris was blushing. Jake was snickering to himself.

"Did I really say all that?" Chris said, knowing full well that he had.

"You did," replied Abbie.

"And did he invite you to his room?" asked Jake, grinning.

"He did."

"I did." Chris echoed Abbie's voice slowly. She still had her hand on his arm, and he gradually sunk back into his chair again. Abbie held the contact with his arm.

"Did you tell him you would go?" Jake asked, pushing it further, enjoying the game.

"I did," said Abbie, now smiling, a twinkle in her eye.

"You did," said Chris. He thought back on the conversation, and then remembered something. "And then you touched me."

"I did?" said Abbie, a little startled to feel the shift in the conversation's direction.

"Did you?" asked Jake, also surprised.

Abbie thought back, and recalled the moment. Nodding, she said, "I did!"

"Can you touch him again like you did before?" asked Jake. Rather than ask where, he was more interested in seeing it replayed.

"I can," said Abbie. She moved her hand down Chris's arm and toward his leg. She ran her fingertips around the top of his thigh, and slid her index finger against his crotch. "Was it here, like this?" she asked.

Chris took a deep breath. "Not quite," he said, and for the first time, felt himself taking part in the odd antics with this new couple.

Abbie smiled. She moved her hand a little further, leaning over toward Chris more. Her fingers moved in tighter, and she could feel the bulge of his penis through his pants. She pushed her fingers harder against him, confirming her suspicions, and then looked up at him again.

"Like this?"

Chris felt his heart race faster, blood rushing to his face. He nodded slowly. "It was like that."

"Mm." Abbie smiled and sighed. She gently rubbed him, feeling his dick twitching softly under her fingertips.

Jake looked longingly at Abbie. Whatever pangs of jealousy had risen up in him earlier were gone, replaced with a sense of calm, knowing that, even as she sat there with her hand on another man, there was no threat of losing her in whatever adventures lay ahead.