Chris surprises them by returning to dinner

Abbie's foot was still playfully resting on Jake's lap. While they talked and ate, she continued teasing Jake, though from time to time she relaxed and just rested in place. Jake periodically moved a hand under the table to stroke her ankle or her toes.

"This might be the best steak I've ever eaten," said Jake.

"It probably tastes better because I'm here," offered Abbie with a smile.

Jake laughed. "You're a hundred percent right. It does."

Abbie had just begun wiggling her toes against Jake's cock again when they were both distracted by a sigh, a voice, and a surprise return visitor.

"So I'm back!" Chris had returned somewhat dramatically, announcing his presence with an overwrought exhalation, his big hands resting on the top of his chair.

"Chris!" said Abbie, laughing.

Chris smiled. "Michelle passed out. I was just going to come back and get a new table, a new dinner. But I saw that you guys were still here." He was looking at Abbie carefully, and the fact that she couldn't stop giggling (and blushing) kept him grinning too.

"Is she okay?" Jake asked, less out of concern than out of distracting Chris away from Abbie. She may have had her naked foot on his crotch, but he was jealous of Chris anyway.

Chris nodded. "She's fine. It's nothing new. I got her into a quick shower and then bed. I can predict it now -- she'll wake up tomorrow with a headache, drink a couple mimosas, and be fine by noon." He surveyed the table, and recognized that Abbie and Jake were nearly finished, but his plate was more than half full.

"You're welcome to join us again," said Abbie. "Though your food is probably cold by now."

Chris pulled his chair out and sat down. He tucked a napkin onto his lap, picked up a fork, and eyed his plate. "Mm, cold short ribs and mashed potatoes. What could be better?"

Jake was less enthused by Chris's return than Abbie was. He couldn't stop thinking about the conversation Abbie had told him about, that Chris had hit on her, and that she was (as she always was) agreeable to the idea. His feelings of jealousy were confusing to him. He was jealous, of course, because Chris had basically invited Abbie to his room and she had said yes. But at the same time, her foot was on his lap, not Chris's. And he knew she would say yes to anything, so it wasn't like she was actively trying to ditch him in favor of Chris anyway.

"You okay?" Abbie asked, looking at Jake. She had caught him scowling a bit, unsure of what was on his mind. Chris seemed oblivious, and was enjoying his cold dinner.

Jake snapped out of his funk and looked at Abbie. "Yeah." He took a sip of water. "Yeah, I'm fine."

She wiggled her foot against him. She kept looking at his face, though, and tilted her head to the side. His erection had gone down a bit, but she hoped that with a little more attention from her toes, she could get excited again.