Phoebe sees Abbie

This time, as Abbie peeked around the corner of the shelf, she immediately made eye contact -- with Phoebe.

Abbie considered backing away quickly, hoping to avoid a confrontation, but instead, she froze in place. Phoebe's eyes were piercing green (whether that was contacts or natural, it didn't matter, they were gorgeous), and her blonde hair was a little scattered from her physical play in the pantry. Her face glowed with a bit of sweat, and as she stared directly back at Abbie, she smiled. And best of all, she didn't break eye contact.

Phoebe had her back to the wall. Megan stood in front of her, but facing her -- or more specifically, facing her neck. Megan was licking and biting Phoebe's neck, under her chin, nibbling her earlobes. Phoebe's shirt was still open, and Megan had one hand down the front of Phoebe's skirt. Abbie couldn't see exactly what was happening, but she had a pretty good idea.

Phoebe's hands were wrapped around her lover, gripping and cradling her ass. Megan stood in just her white panties and bra, one bra strap dangling loosely at her elbow.

As Phoebe stared at Abbie, she very deliberately and slowly pushed one hand inside the top band of Megan's panties. The panties were slight and delicate, but there was something very erotic about the difference between her hand on Megan's ass outside the panties as opposed to inside, even though it was the same bare skin under her fingertips.

The difference was that inside the panties meant that Phoebe could move her fingers toward Megan's ass crack, and toward her pussy -- which she did. Megan lightly pressed her body against Phoebe, pulling her one hand from within Phoebe's skirt, and using it instead to grope and squeeze Phoebe's breasts.

The other difference was that while Phoebe was sliding her hand inside Megan's panties, she was watching Abbie. This was as much her own arousing foreplay as it was a performative demonstration for Abbie's benefit. Through all of this, Phoebe stared intensely at Abbie, suspended somewhere between watch us and leave us.

Jake had let Abbie look first, and when Abbie froze in place, so did Jake. This meant he wasn't watching the show. At least, not yet.

Instead, he watched Abbie. As Abbie stood very still, Jake watched her as her breathing shifted to something slower and deeper. He knew she was seeing something ... something captivating. He felt his dick begin to harden a bit just watching Abbie watch the other two women.

Rather than break the moment for Abbie, he carefully and quietly shifted his own position next to Abbie so that he could touch her without being seen around the corner. He reached his hand out slowly and touched the side of her leg. He felt her body quiver very slightly, and responded by touching her leg even more delicately, just grazing her skin with the tip of his finger.

He moved slowly, but gradually lifted the side of her dress as he moved his hand upward. He touched the side of her ass, and pressed his hand in a little more firmly, cupping Abbie's firm flesh. As he did, she shifted her hips just enough to say I know what you're doing, and I want you to keep doing it.

Jake took another small step so that his body was pressed against Abbie's, so that she might feel him against her ass. She did, and continued to wiggle her hips gently and slowly. This, plus the mystery of what might be happening on the other side of the shelf, aroused Jake greatly.