Amy and Eliza are waiting (pick if you had sex with Eliza)

Matt was surprised to see Eliza and Amy waiting when he opened the door to his apartment. Eliza wore a little white dress with ties all the way up the sides... thin ties that made it obvious she wore neither a bra nor panties underneath. Amy wore a pair of cutoff jeans that were cut off high enough that most of her ass was exposed and a thin wife-beater-style tank top that put her tits on display... likewise with no bra.

"Oh, hi guys. You both look great. Where is Karen?"

"Ursula had something she needed to do so she hired Karen to exercise her horse," Amy explained. "Karen lent me a key so you'd have company. And mom was bored and thought you might be able to use a little more help."

"Uh, yeah. More help couldn't hurt."

"I thought it would be nice to show Amy some of the different things women can do to make men happy," Eliza said.

Matt wasn't convinced that was really what was going through Eliza's brain but he also wasn't going to argue.

He kissed Amy, then walked over and kissed her mom.

She kissed him back, hard, then grabbed his ass and squeezed. "You high school boys have such cute asses."

Cute? That wasn't exactly what he was going for. But he wasn't going to complain, either.

"And you two could do one of those commercials where the boyfriend mistakes his girlfriend and her mother. You both have perfect bodies."

"Except my tits are too small," Amy said. "Not to mention my face."

"Your tits are great," Matt said. "You know what they say... anything more than a mouthful is wasted."

"So these are wasted?" Eliza tugged down her dress to show her nicely-sized, if fake, tits.

"They also say that too much is never enough," Matt fired back.

"Let's go to the bedroom," Amy said.

Eliza grabbed Matt's zipper and pulled it down.