It's all fun and games, but....

"What's this?" Lucy smiles, indicating your bulging crotch.
"I'm sure you're familiar with the concept, Luce." You chuckle. Lucy runs her hands up your thighs, stopping at your waistband.
"Hey...." you grab her hands. "Champagne room etiquette, Lucy..."
"What?" she's a little incredulous. You hear the clear sounds of oral sex from the other two.
"Just... keep dancing, girl. I'm not going for the full package today."
She looks so puzzled. "Are...are you serious?"
"Yes." you lean back. "But, don't stop the show, baby. I'm enjoying it." You drain your drink. "Be a good little hostess..."
She shakes her head in disbelief, but she continues a sexy dance, turning her back and grinding her ass on your bulge as she reaches back to unclasp her bra, exposing her bare back, and letting the straps fall along her arms as she looks back.
You grind a little against her huge, round ass, reaching up to stroke her bare back.
"Hey...champagne room, buddy..." she slaps your hand. "Cuts both ways, pal."
The scenario plays out just as it would at a strip club, but you stop her short of going full nude. You even slide a twenty from your wallet into the strap of her thong. "Thanks, gorgeous."
At this point, Jack is carrying a fully naked Ana over his shoulder towards a bedroom door.
"You sure..." Lucy rubs your bulge with her fingers, leaning in to press her tits into your face, "...I can't entice you, James?"
"Naw, I'm good. Maybe some other time, though." You aren't lying. Perhaps, you might sample this dessert at some point. You just aren't feeling it today.
"Fine... I'm going to go in there and see if Ana needs any help with your brother-in-law."
As she sways away, you give a parting shot. "I wouldn't worry about that. He's kind of a 1 minute-man, according to his wife." {if JxJk2 = 1
}You happen to know firsthand that it's not quite that bad, but he certainly didn't know how to please Jenna. {elseif JxJk3 = 1
}You happen to know firsthand that it's not quite that bad, but he certainly didn't know how to please Jenna. {else
}{endif
}
You head to the laundry room, put your shorts in the dryer, and noodle around on your phone while you wait for them to be dry.
Twenty minutes later, and they're still damp, but you decide to put them on and head out. Lucy and Ana are in the living room, robed, when you come out. They look fucked, but not thoroughly satisfied.
"Where's Jack?" You ask, with a hint of ironic sarcasm in your voice.
"Asleep." Lucy sounds annoyed.
"Well, tell him to get his ass home when he wakes up, we have plans tonight."
The girls make some noncommittal grumbling noises as you head out. After returning your cart, you head home.
The clock reads 1:55 PM as you pull in to your driveway.