Dinner, then home for dessert

“I still feel like I wasted the big reveal,” Sabrina said with a laugh. “I mean, really.”

The three of you were out to dinner at a sports bar, packed into the back corner and enjoying some easy finger food. Nachos, mozza sticks and garlic bread did not make a healthy meal, but damn they were delicious.

Gemma rolled her eyes at Sabrina as she popped another mozza stick in her mouth. “I’m sorry, OK?” she said. “It’s not like I thought it would be like that. I figured it would be like we usually are and jump back and forth a bit.”

“You both seem to be forgetting that today isn’t over,” you said.

“Is that a promise,” Sabrina looked at you with a beaming smile.

“Yes, it is,” you said, leaning over and kissing her lightly.

“What about me?” Gemma asked.

“Bitch, you had the orgasm of all orgasms, don’t be greedy,” Sabrina snickered.

“I promise that once we’ve turned Sabrina into a puddle, I’ll give you the rest of whatever I’ve got,” you told Gemma.

“Good enough,” she grinned.

The three of you split the bill after a couple of rounds of drinks and picking all the plates clean. More than that, with the promise made, Sabrina got touchy at the table. She was playing footsy with your frequently, but also running her hands up and down your thigh or arm and just generally eye-fucking you.

By the time you were leaving, the plan to head back to her place was thrown out the window since yours was closer to the bar.

“OK, hold on,” you said as you reached your apartment door after a long walk home instead of splurging on yet another Uber ride. With the girls watching you knocked out a firm ‘Rap-tappa-tap-tap’ and waited a long ten seconds before keying open the door and poking your head in. “All clear,” you said, opening the door and gesturing them in.

“I dunno, I wouldn’t have minded walking in on Tasha,” Sabrina said. Then she spun around and held up a finger dramatically. “Wait!”

You and Gemma both looked at her questioningly. “Um, wait for what?” you asked.

“I need your phone,” she said, holding out her hand.

You fished out your phone from your pocket and handed it to her, and she opened it using the code. The fact that she knew it surprised you, but also you didn’t really feel any need to care.

“There it is,” she smirked. Then she took you by the hand and pulled you over to the couch, sitting you down in the middle and taking a seat next to you, gesturing for Gemma to take the other side.

“What’s going on?” you asked.

“Take your dick out,” Sabrina ordered you.

“Um…” you looked around the common space of the apartment.

“Oh, you’ve walked in on him plenty,” Sabrina scoffed. “Just take it out.”

You followed her directions and did so. She leaned down and sucked you a couple of times, getting you firmer and slick, and then started stroking you with a handjob.

“Sabrina, hon,” Gemma said. “This isn’t making any sense.”

“OK, so I said I wouldn’t mind walking in on Tasha naked, right?” Sabrina said. You and Gemma both nodded. “Well, we all forgot about something that happened last night.” She turned your phone around to show you the screen, along with the picture of Tasha flashing, her breasts on full display even with the overexposure on the top part of the screen.

Gemma snorted loudly and shook her head, but Sabrina just grinned and started stroking you more firmly. “What do you think, baby? Want to come all over her tits?”

“I’d rather come all over you two,” you said.

Sabrina gave you a look, pouting, as if to say, ‘Just play the game please.’

You sighed and leaned back, letting her work your cock as you stared at the tits on your phone.

And then the door to the washroom opened and Tasha walked out and into the kitchen, reaching for a cup out of the cupboard. Naked. No towel, nothing. Just a bare ass and titties.

“Um,” you said with wide eyes.

Tasha turned slowly, her own eyes wide, and took the three of you in. Gemma, and you with your dick out, and Sabrina who hadn’t stopped stroking you for some reason.

You shoved Sabrina’s hand away and covered your dick at almost the same time that Tasha grabbed a towel from the stove and had to quickly decide what she was going to cover. She ended up going for the towel over her crotch and an arm across her tits.

“Um, hey guys,” she said. “Didn’t, uh, didn’t realize you were here.”

“Neither did we,” you stammered. “I, ah, knocked but I guess…”

“We were in the tub,” Tasha clarified.

“Well, this is awkward,” Gemma snickered.

“Can I just say you have great tits, Tasha?” Sabrina said.

“Thanks,” Tasha said.

There was a long, awkward silence.

“Hey, T-Honey,” Mosche said, sauntering out of the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on himself, his dick swinging between his legs. “What’s up.”

“OH God,” Gemma said, covering her eyes.

Sabrina just started nervously laughing.

You turned red and tried to just stuff your cock back in your pants as quickly as possible.

Tasha gave up covering herself and threw the towel at Mosche to try and cover him.

“Oh, hey guys,’ Mosche said, pushing up his glasses on his nose.

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