Food break

They stepped out into the cool evening air, and Emma tossed the keys to Kyle. "You drive," she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "We are taking the cuck's car tonight."

Kyle's heart pounded as he caught the keys, sliding into the driver’s seat of Tom’s sleek sports car. The engine growled to life beneath him, a powerful hum that sent a thrill up his spine. Emma slipped into the passenger seat, crossing her legs with effortless grace, the lace of her black lingerie peeking from beneath her skirt.

"Just drive to the center," she murmured, her voice a sultry whisper.

Navigating through the city streets, Kyle reveled in the contrast between this luxurious machine and the beat-up thrifted car he was used to. The leather seats hugged his body, the lingering scent of Tom’s expensive cologne filling the cabin. He gripped the wheel tighter, feeling, for the first time, like he belonged.

They pulled up to the swanky restaurant, and Kyle didn’t hesitate, tossing the keys to the valet with newfound confidence. The envy in the young man’s eyes was satisfying, but the way it shifted when Emma stepped beside him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, was even better.

She was breathtaking in a tight red dress that hugged every curve, leaving little to the imagination. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she walked, her hips swaying with a sensual grace that turned heads. Kyle swelled with pride—tonight, she was his. Even if he knew it was only because of his "power."

"So, where’s Sandra? You said she was meeting us here?" Kyle asked, his voice thick with lust as he pulled away from Emma’s kiss, scanning the bustling street.

Emma giggled, her breath warm and minty. "Patience," she teased. "A woman is always fashionably late. And a man with class doesn’t make a fuss about it."

As they waited, Emma couldn't help but lean into Kyle again, her body pressed against his, her hand finding its way back to his cock. She began to stroke him gently through his pants, her touch driving him wild with anticipation. His mouth found hers again, their tongues dancing in a wet, hungry kiss as she whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

Suddenly, a soft cough interrupted them. They broke apart to find Sandra standing there, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement as she took in the scene before her. Her blonde hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, and her small perky breasts strained against the fabric of her tight little black dress.

"Well, well," she said, her voice a playful purr. "Looks like you two couldn't wait for me."

Emma's eyes snapped to Sandra, a smirk playing on her lips. "Kyle was just warming up," she said, her hand still resting on his crotch. "Weren't you, darling?"

Kyle's cheeks flushed, but he couldn't deny the truth of her words. He had a stupid smile of a satisfied man on his face, and nothing could break his good mood, "Exactly, I am just warming up." He reached for Sandra's hand and pulled her into their embrace.

Sandra giggled, her cheeks pink with excitement as Kyle's lips met hers. She tasted sweet, like strawberries, and she melted into the kiss, eagerly exploring the chubby teen's mouth. As their tongues danced together, Kyle suddenly realized she is trying to lick as much of Emma's flavor off of him as possible. The fact of having two dates tonight, and one of them clearly being very into the other, was almost enough for him to cancel the dinner, and just take them both to Taylor's place.

"Okay, young ones!" Emma said with a mischievous smile, breaking the kiss and taking a step back. She fixed Sandra's disheveled look with a gentle touch. "Why don't we take the table?"

Kyle nodded, his eyes dark with desire as he watched Emma sashay toward the restaurant. The hostess gave their trio a curious glance, but a single authoritative word from Emma—paired with a playful wink—was all it took to secure a private booth in the corner.

The restaurant was dimly lit, the flickering candlelight casting shadows over polished tables, setting the perfect mood for the night ahead.

Once seated, Emma took a slow, deep breath, her chest rising with anticipation. Leaning in, her stormy grey eyes locked onto Sandra’s baby blues, her voice dropping to a sultry purr.

"Now, baby girl," she murmured, "tonight is going to be… different."

Sandra's breath hitched, her eyes widening with unmistakable arousal. It was clear she liked the older woman talking her down a bit.

Emma's voice dropped a bit, her fingers playing with the stem of her wine glass. "I've head quite a bit about your two's sexual adventures," she placed her hand on Kyle's knees, "And tonight I want to see the action."

Kyle almost choked after he heard Emma's words, his eyes bulging as he tried to swallow his food. He had expected a wild night, but he never though Emma would suggest a threesome, it didn't look like she was too keen on sharing before. Sandra, on the other hand, had a look of pure lust on her face, her cheeks flushed and her breathing shallow.

"Yes, I want that too!" Sandra cut into Emma's words, her voice breathless with excitement. "Do you want to a show now? My place is nearby, or we can book a hotel room. Actually, we can start in the car." Sandra looked at Emma as if she was about to straddle her right there.

Emma chuckled, raising a hand. "Whoa, whoa—easy now." She playfully nudged Kyle. "Control your woman here!" she teased before turning back with a smirk. "But yes, I want you to show me everything tonight." Leaning in closer, her voice dropped to a sultry whisper. "But the setting? That will be my choice."

"Okay, were would you like to see," Sandra leaned in too and placed her own hand on Kyle's other knee, "Us fucking?"

Emma smirked, "Such a young mouth like your, I wonder what else it can do?" Her voice clearly suggested something more than just talking. Sandra took the bait, her cheeks burning with excitement. "It can do quite a bit!"

Suddenly Kyle had to stop trying to get the rice on the fork. Both of his date's hands moved up his knee, to thighs, and then continued to move upward, Emma's on his right and Sandra's on his left. Kyle's heart raced, and he felt their hands meeting on his crotch.

"Ow? It looks like we have to deal with this monster," Emma said with a grin, her hand moving up to cup Kyle's now fully erect cock over his pants. Sandra giggled and mirrored the action, her small delicate hand sliding up his left thigh to meet Emma's.

Kyle now had trouble following the conversation and simply leaned back into the chair, his eyes half closed as both women's hands worked their magic on his crotch. Their soft whispers and giggles grew even more heated as they freed his cock from his pants and began to stroke him in unison.

"Mm, it's nice to work with you again," Sandra whispered to Emma, her eyes sparkling with excitement as their hands met around Kyle's thick, pulsing erection.

Emma's smile grew wicked, her grey eyes gleaming in the candlelight. "Isn't it just?" she murmured, her strokes firm and confident as she took charge of the situation.

Their hands moved in perfect harmony, teasing Kyle's shaft, their fingers dancing around the swollen head of his cock. Every so often, Sandra would slide her hand to brush against Emma's, her eyes flicking up to meet hers. Emma took it all in stride, her professional touch never wavering as she guided Kyle closer and closer to the edge.

"I think he is about to burst," Sandra whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she watched Kyle's face contort with pleasure.

Emma nodded, her grip tightening around Kyle's cock. "Well, young man," she said, her voice a silky purr, "who gets the honor of swallowing your cum?"

Kyle's breathing was ragged, his eyes flicking between the two beautiful women. "Emma," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "But I want you to share it."

Emma's smirk grew into a full-blown smile, and she leaned in to whisper into Kyle's ear. "As you wish," she looked around and gracefully bent down under the table.

Her warm, wet mouth engulfed Kyle's cock, her tongue swirling around the tip as she took him deep into her throat. Kyle's eyes rolled back in his head, a guttural moan escaping as he felt her tongue on the tip. Meanwhile, Sandra's hand speed up her movements, as she watched Emma's head bobbing up and down. Soon enough, Kyle felt his balls tighten, and he exploded into her mouth.

After a couple dozen of seconds, Emma raised back to her sit while covering her mouth, she nodded to Sandra and leaned in right in front of Kyle. Sandra's eyes were gleaming with excitement as she leaned over to meet Emma's lips. The two women kissed deeply, sharing Kyle's hot cum in a passionate exchange of saliva and tongues.

Just as Emma tried to pull away, Sandra's hand shot out, grabbing the back of her head, holding her in place. The kiss grew more intense, Sandra's tongue pushing into Emma's mouth. Emma's eyes widened with surprise, and she tried to get out of the situation, but Sandra's grip was too firm.

"Wow, that's hot!" After hearing Kyle's comment Sandra relaxed and placed her own hand on Emma's back, pulling her closer. It was clear that the kiss was not going to be a quick one. Their tongues danced in a passionate tango, no longer caring who saw them. The warmth of their bodies was palpable, even in the cool evening air.

But as the kiss continued, a sudden sound of a cleared throat brought them back to reality. They broke away from each other, their cheeks flushed and their breathing heavy. The waiter was standing next to them, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he presented the bill with a slight nod of his head. "It seems your evening has taken an unexpected turn," he said, his voice filled with a hint of amusement. "But I'm afraid we do need to ask you to settle your bill."

Emma paid the bill and stood up. "Keep the change," she said with a wink, her voice still a little breathless from the kiss. The waiter's smile grew even wider as he took the card and walked away.

"Let's get out of here," she said, her voice low and sultry. "We still have fun ahead."