Help her relax

You kiss Emily again, this time slowly pushing her against the wall. Your hand roughly grips her breast through her shirt, and she gives you a hungry look. Seemingly unaware or uncaring, she responds with a low growl as you put your hand between her legs.

"Do it," she hisses as you begin rubbing her pussy through her pants. Your hand unbuttons her shirt and Emily sighs, her eyes closing as you **** her body. Your hand fills with her perky breast and Emily groans as your other hand works to unbutton her pants. Emily shifts, and at first you wonder if its to get you to stop, but you hear a snap as her fingers undo the clasp. "I've never," she whispers, but looks directly into your eyes as your hand finds her panties. She kisses you fiercely as your fingers trace her outer lips, and you run your middle finger between them gently pushing.

You feel that middle finger brush her clit and Emily throws her head back. You cover her mouth with yours, and kiss her passionately, loving her moans before she pulls away for a breath. When you slowly slide your hand out of her pants, you glance at her face. It is both relaxed and full of desire, an enticing combination. She reaches down without breaking eye contact and buttons her pants, but does nothing to your hand as you continue groping her breast.

"You made me cum in less than a minute," she notes and leans in for a deep kiss. You brush her nipple with your thumb and she sighs. "I really want to get you into a club now," she says, biting her lip. You pull your hand out of her shirt and she slowly buttons it up. Her legs are shaking a bit, and you help her for a moment. She laughs.

"I got it. I don't think that relaxed me like I thought it would. Wow. I'm going to be thinking about that all through dinner," she says. She takes a deep breath, and a collected look covers her face. "I'm going to get a nice dinner. I have the feeling I'm going to need the energy tonight."

As you make your way to the burger joint, you find Beth and Sarah sitting in a booth. Your eyes take quick stock of Sarah's bountiful bust as it smashes gently into the side of the table, her cleavage still contained by her impressive bra. Grateful for a chance to eat, you slide in next to Emily, though you both are careful to keep your distance. Beth glances at you both. "Get lost?" she asks. "You're late."

"Got distracted looking at a great outfit," Emily says smoothly. "I can show you the store later if you want," she offers. Beth shrugs and Sarah nods. "Probably after the band," Emily adds, and both Sarah and Beth brighten. She's really working to make sure you are off the hook. You almost reach down to give Emily's thigh a reassuring pat, but remember, and reach for the glass of water.

"Well, the band doesn't start till 8, right?" Beth asks. "Could we pop in early and just poke around?" Emily shrugs and nods. "Great. I want to pick up a new top." Emily glances at you, and then back at Beth.

"Sounds good. John, are you up for clothes shopping?" Sarah, Beth, and Emily all stare at you.