to Phoebe's delight, Abbie emerges with Jake in tow

Abbie took a step forward, smiling at Phoebe. As she did, she pulled enough away from Jake that his dick slid out of her pussy with a wet sound that sent a small shiver up her spine. She reached back, her fingers finding Jake's cock -- still slick with her own wetness -- and wrapped around it firmly. She tugged gently, leading him behind her as they moved further into the pantry.

Abbie's heart hammered in her chest. The thrill of being caught, of being invited to join, of crossing this line with Jake -- it all swirled together in a heady cocktail of excitement that made her skin tingle. She kept her eyes locked with Phoebe's, watching as the blonde's expression shifted from invitation to surprise as she noticed Jake behind Abbie.

Phoebe's eyes widened appreciatively at the sight of Jake -- pants lowered around his thighs, his hard cock jutting forward, Abbie's delicate fingers wrapped possessively around it. A slow, wicked smile spread across Phoebe's face. She resumed fingering Megan's pussy with renewed enthusiasm, her free hand rising to her lips in a "shh" gesture.

Abbie nodded in understanding, squeezing Jake's cock slightly as they continued their silent approach. The pantry smelled of flour and spices, and underneath that, the unmistakable musky scent of aroused women. The kitchen sounds—pots clanging, voices calling out orders -- created a strange backdrop to their clandestine encounter, somehow making it feel both more dangerous and more exciting.

A few more steps brought Abbie and Jake to mere inches from Phoebe, which also meant mere inches from Megan's ass -- and Megan appeared to have no idea that Abbie and Jake were there. Phoebe looked up at Abbie, and then down at Megan's pussy. Phoebe mouthed the words, "you want this?" to Abbie, and then indicated (with her eyes) the idea of continuing to finger Megan's twat.

Abbie raised her eyebrows and nodded, and then squat down next to Phoebe. Gently, Abbie brought her hand up to Megan's cunt, and as if it had been choreographed, Phoebe pulled her fingers out and Abbie slid hers in, continuing the same rhythm and energy that she had been watching. Megan squirmed a little, the minor shift in sensation being enough to elicit a reaction, but not enough for her to turn around.

Phoebe quietly stood up, her eyes now fixed on Jake with undisguised interest. She gave him a suggestive glance that made his cock twitch in Abbie's grasp. Jake returned her look with a smile that was equal parts nervousness and excitement.

Phoebe pointed at herself, then at Jake, her eyebrow arched in question. Her lips curled into a smile that promised mischief as she whispered, "May I?"

The sound of her voice cut through the quiet pantry, startling after their prolonged silence. Megan, still bent over and facing away from them all, misinterpreted the question completely.

"Mmm, yes, babe. Don't ask. You know what I like," Megan moaned, her voice thick with desire, completely unaware of the additional people behind her or that it was Abbie's fingers now working inside her.

Abbie had to bite her lip to keep from giggling. The secret knowledge that Megan had no idea what was happening sent another thrill through her body. She looked at Phoebe and nodded her permission, curious to see what would happen next.

Phoebe wasted no time. She stepped toward Jake and pressed her mouth to his in a sudden, aggressive kiss. Her tongue pushed between his lips, claiming him with a boldness that made Abbie's breath catch. While kissing him, Phoebe's hand slid down to Jake's cock, her fingers brushing against Abbie's before taking over the stroking.

Abbie focused her attention back on Megan, bringing her face closer to the other woman's pussy. The scent was intoxicating -- musky, sweet, and distinctly feminine. She extended her tongue, tasting another woman for the first time as she licked a long, slow stripe from Megan's clit to her entrance. She alternated between her fingers and her mouth, exploring and experimenting with what made Megan respond.

"Ooh, that feels good, babe, I like that move," Megan moaned, her voice hitching as Abbie found a particularly sensitive spot. She still hadn't realized that the mouth and fingers pleasuring her belonged to someone new -- someone she'd met barely an hour ago.

As suddenly as she'd started kissing Jake, Phoebe pulled away. She dropped to her knees in front of him and, without hesitation, took his cock into her mouth. Abbie watched from the corner of her eye as Phoebe sucked Jake hard for several seconds before releasing him with a wet pop. The Scottish woman looked up at Jake, then over at Abbie, before her gaze settled on Megan's exposed pussy, still being worked by Abbie's fingers.

A silent understanding passed between them. Phoebe took hold of Jake's cock again, guiding him toward Megan. The wicked smile on her face made it clear -- she was about to give her lover a very unexpected surprise.

Abbie leaned back to make room, but not before taking a moment to reclaim Jake's cock. She kissed the tip once, then took him into her mouth briefly, tasting the mixture of Phoebe's saliva and her own arousal on him. Phoebe's hand returned to Jake's shaft, steering him toward Megan's wet opening.

Jake's eyes met Abbie's, silently asking if this was okay. She nodded, her pupils dilated with excitement. The pantry felt electric with anticipation as Jake positioned himself behind Megan, the head of his cock just touching her entrance, ready to deliver the surprise Phoebe had orchestrated.