Abbie and Jake offer Michelle an invitation

"Abbie, I ..." Jake started.

Abbie grinned at him. She pulsed her body against his as he slid his dick in and out of her. Her voice was husky and broken intermittently as they fucked.

"Yes, Jake?" she said. "Were you going to ask me if you could come ... maybe inside me ...?" She looked over at Michelle (who was practically swooning), and then back at Jake. "Because you know how I'll answer ..."

Jake licked his lip and smiled. "Actually, no."

"No?" Abbie looked a little confused, but was mostly still absorbed with the combined pleasure of Jake fucking her against the wall and Michelle fondling her breasts.

"No." Jake slowed down, but didn't stop thrusting into her. "I was going to say ... if we finish out here ... your new friend will be left out of the fun."

Abbie's eyes lit up. She quickly looked to Michelle again, but Michelle was a bit slower on the uptake and hadn't quite clocked what Jake was saying.

"If we finish here," continued Jake, "we'll just go on with our night, and she'll probably just go home."

"Mm," said Abbie, leaning into Michelle's hands on her body.

"Wouldn't you rather keep her around for a bit?" he asked.

"Ooh, yes, I would," said Abbie. Michelle was getting on board with the idea now, but didn't speak.

Jake grinned and went on. "You might be too **** ... in this ... state ..." He thrust hard into her on each word, pausing, and then continuing. "... and maybe I oughtn't ... take ... advantage ... of you, but ..."

Abbie moaned, and leaned partially into Jake's body, partially into Michelle's hands, and mostly just playing a more prominent role in everything around her.

"... aren't you curious what else she might have to contribute?" Jake finally finished the question.

Abbie's moans evolved into words. "Mmm ... oooooh ... oh, yes ... I'm extremely curious."

Michelle was curious, too, but didn't say anything. She wasn't **** and she wasn't shy, but she was, in this particular instance, deferential to Abbie, and waited for her to lead.

"And Jake," Abbie said, "I'm never ... too ... **** for anything." She returned the physical emphasis, grinding her pelvis against him as she spoke.

Jake kissed her hard, and then pushed her back against the wall. "Then you should tell her." He looked at her with a sly grin. "Would you tell her? Please?"

Amidst staggered breathing, Abbie slowly got the words out. Even if the moment seemed obvious, there was play in the verbal invitation. "Michelle," Abbie began slowly. "Would you like ... to join us ... ups--" Abbie's voice broke as Jake surprised her with a much harder thrust, his cock penetrating her deep to the hilt, Abbie feeling the tight squeeze between Jake's body and the wall. "Oh!" she yelped.

Jake smirked. Abbie looked at him, giggling. With a few deep breaths, she swallowed, licked her lips, and made an effort to calm herself and continue.

"I said ... would you like to ... join us ... upstairs?" Abbie relaxed her head, allowing it to fall slightly in Michelle's direction.

Michelle responded to both the words and the physicality. She leaned in, meeting Abbie as her head dropped, gently kissing her on the mouth. Then, with an extra squeeze on Abbie's tits, Michelle said, "Let's go. Now."