Bridgette's

“Let’s do it at your place.” I shrugged. Truthfully we were still unpacking stuff at the house and I didn’t feel like cleaning my room. I went over around four thirty and rung the doorbell. As a nice looking blonde woman answered the door.

“Hello can I help you.” She smiled.

“I got it mom, Hey John.” Bridgette said as she came running down the staircase dressed in a pair of shorts and a camisole. I hadn’t really noticed but she wasn’t a bad looking girl at all, Maybe a little on the thin side but damn good looking indeed.

“Mom, this is John from school. He is here to help me study.” She said as she guided me in.

“Nice to meet you ma’am.” I said extending my hand and shaking hers.

“Likewise, where is Beth at, doesn’t you and her usually study together.” She smiled at me and then looked at her daughter.

“Her dad is visiting.” Bridgette smiled at her then looked at me. “Come on let’s go to my room.” She added, I started to follow but didn’t get far.

“Stop, you can study at the kitchen table.” Her mom said in that voice all mom’s use.

“What, why?” Bridgette frowned at her mom.

“Because you’re not going to have a boy in your room.” Her mom said putting her hands on her hips.

“Mom, I am eighteen.” Bridgette pouted like a little girl which didn’t help her argument any.

“That maybe so but I am not old enough to be a grandmother yet, so.” Her mom snapped her finger and pointed at the kitchen table.

“Fine.” Bridgette said as she went to the table, I followed after her.

“Thank you dear.” Her mom smiled as she changed her tone. “Can I get you something to drink dear, tea, water, soda?” She looked at John as she followed.

“Tea will be fine, thank you Ma’am.” I said as I nodded taking a seat next to Bridgette hoping it was okay. Her mom got me a glass of tea and we started studying. Her eyes were on the book trying to wrap her head around what we were doing as she brushed up against me, my eyes wondered more than a few times. I could feel her brush up against me or her leg brush mine and she would smile.

“Knock knock.” I heard from the front door, it was Beth’s voice.

“In here.” Bridgette yelled.

“Beth dear what are you doing here?” Her mom said coming into the room just as Beth had.

“My dad cancelled on me, he had a last minute meeting.” Beth frowned. I knew that look well.

“I am sorry dear, can I get you anything?” Ms. Green said as she hugged her.

“No, it’s okay. I just came over to see how the study session is going.” Beth shrugged.

“Good.” I smiled.

“So where are we at?” Beth said as she came over and grabbed a chair from the end of the table and sat beside me scooting up next to me. There I was crammed between the two girls.

“I’m sorry about you dad.” I said softly as I gave Beth’s hand a little squeeze.

“Thanks.” She smiled. We got to studying. Beth would lean against me from time to time to explain something, her leg rubbing against mine, her tits rubbing my arm. I would try my best not to peek down her top at those nice full breast of hers when she leaned over but it was hard. My mind wondered back to the lunch room table when I got my erection in front of them because I could feel myself getting hard again as they brushed against me. Beth leaned over as she put her hand on my lap giving it a squeeze before she looked down and pulled her hand away.

“Oh my… you got a hard on.” She said whispering the last part.

“Sorry.” I blushed.

“Don’t apologize.” Bridgette grinned as she leaned over peeking before she let her hand fall into my lap..

“What are you doing?” I said a little surprised.

“Sh. I want to feel to.” She said giving my erection a squeeze.

“So how is it anatomy going?” Her mom said as she came into the room. We all jumped a little surprised.

“Good.” Beth said with a smile.

“A little hard but I think I am getting a handle on in.” Bridgette said as she gave my erection a little squeeze.

“Okay I am going out to work in my garden, I will check on you in a little bit.” Her mom said, after she headed out me and Beth finally started breathing again.

“Damn it Bridgette you almost got us all in trouble.” Beth leaned over and gave Bridgette a little push.

“Relax; I am just having a little fun.” Bridgette giggled. “So can we see it again?”

“What?” I asked looking at her.

“Your dick silly. Pull it out so we can see it.” Bridgette grinned chewing on the end of her pencil.

“What here?” Beth said a little surprised.

“Yes, mom can’t see from the back yard with the table cloth on.” Bridgette grinned. "Besides it's not like we haven't seen it already."