Only Megan shows up

Deena was cooking the salmon in the kitchen and talked with Megan while Roy played with his phone. Roy could see Megan looking at him with a hunger, and it was not because of Deena and her cooking

“Hey Meg, it’s really okay. We make enough money to cover the damages and I remember being a fresh out of high school student”

Deena handed a glass of wine to Megan and winked at her.
“Since your parents aren’t here, you can have a sip with me and my man”

Roy was watching his wife slowly get drunk, and the nervousness spread across Megan’s face.

The drinks began to flow, Deena was almost through a whole bottle before Megan finally stopped her
“I really.......I really can’t go on”
She held her hand in protest, Deena motioned to the table as she started placing the plates.
“Eat up honey, then we can see if you can’t go on!” Deena said with a mischievous tone

As Roy, Megan and Deena ate in silence. Deena got up and stood behind Megan.
“How’s the dinner, sweetie”
She slowly brushed her blonde hair back and began to stroke it slowly.
“You feeling the wine yet? Getting full?”
Megan responded shyly
“It’s really good, I just don’t want to eat to much!”
Deena continued to play with her hair
“It’s okay Megan, We have more to serve you”
Deena motioned Roy to step over, Roy stared nervously at Megan, then at Deena.
“Dear? What do you have in mind?” Roy said this as he stood next to Deena and Megan.
Without a word, Deena kneeled down and began to unzip Roys pants.
Her hand fishing the half erect cock, with one tug. It spilled out. Only a foot away from Megan’s face, her surprise a little less after seeing it for the second time in one day.
Deena was stroking it, Roy was not protesting one bit. Instead, his head leaned back and he produced an audible moan.
“Have a little more meat with your dinner sweetie. I’m sure your parents would love to hear you are helping us after your little accident “
Deena lightly guided Megan to wrap her lips around the now hard cock

“Oh that’s a real good girl”
Deena said with a drunken slur, Roy knew that Megan wanted this. She was twirling her tongue around the rod that was prodding the back of her throat.