Dinner with doms.

Beth was not sure what to expect when she knocked on the door. Jenny answered after a few seconds.

"I'm so glad you made it!" Jenny gave her a hug.
"Wow.. you look.... I...I'm under dressed!" Beth looked down at her simple sundress, and felt put to shame compared to Jenny's quite elegant, quite short cocktail dress with pointed sleeves that hid her hands when they hung at her sides. The bustline bared her shoulders, and she wore simple but gorgeous makeup.
"No you're fine!" Jenny made a dismissive gesture as she led Beth inside. "Peter always says I like to play dress up. You're just fine. In fact, I love your sundress!" Jenny was being very friendly and warm, and when they reached the kitchen, she planted herself behind Beth, hands on Beth's hips, and presented her. "Look who I found, baby."
Peter was in the kitchen. He was wearing a simple button down, sleeves rolled up, and pressed khaki slacks. He smiled as he set the tray of steaming meat onto the counter and came over to take her hand... and kiss it like a scene from a movie.
"Welcome."
Dinner passed her by in a bit of a haze. the food was delicious, and the conversation was light, with no mention of.... what she had seen earlier. Peter was charming and disarming, and it would have seemed a perfectly ordinary if it hadn't been for the fact that both Jenny and Peter never seemed to take their eyes off her. Their gazes were.... predatory.
When the dishes were in the sink, they retreated to the living room with some sparkling wine, and after a few minutes, Peter set his wine down and cleared his throat.
"So...Beth..."
"Y...yes?" she wished her face hadn't flushed. It was something in his tone... and the wine.
"Can we be candid?"
"Sure..." she was far from sure, but she {if Formation = 3
} was intoxicated by the sudden command in his voice, as well as the ****. {else
} took a sip of the bubbles to calm her jitters. {endif
}"I have a bit of a hobby, as you discovered today. And Jenny is my personal goddess, but..."
"I'm not a good sub." Jenny breaks in.
"She tried at first, but we realized it's not her forte." Peter compressed his lips a little. Annoyed, but only a little bit, I think.
"But... I love her, and what she lacks in one area, she excels in others."
"What he means is..." Jenny look intently at her, "I'm not a good sub, but I'm damn good at spotting one." She smiled.
"And... let's just say she realized that she enjoys my dominance when she's not the subject." His hand was on her thigh, but his eyes burned on Beth.
"I'm pretty sure you have the kink, Beth. Was I mistaken?" Jenny lifted an eyebrow.