Naughty Night

Brooklyn sighed as Owen sat down between her and Dana on the couch, and she looked at him exasperatedly. Jayden sat down on the armchair, instantly kicking out the leg rest and reclining. Owen put his arms around both girls' shoulders, and while Brooklyn rolled her eyes and looked away from him, Dana laughed, shoving his arm off her.

"Just stretching." Owen said innocently, his arm still slung around Brooklyn, but she shrugged her shoulders and knocked it off.

"I'm sure." Dana snorted, but despite her attitude, she still cuddled up to Owen a bit as the movie started playing. Brooklyn tried to focus on the movie, but twenty minutes later, she looked over to see Owen had his arm back around Dana, and she had scooted up even closer to him. Brooklyn rolled her eyes, looking back to the movie screen. Brooklyn had long since questioned Dana's taste in men, but Owen? Really?

She knew Dana liked Evan, which was bad enough, but Owen was just obnoxious. He was the best friend of Brooklyn's little brother though, she didn't suppose he could really come off as anything but. The odds were slighted against him, she did have to admit. And Brooklyn's feelings towards Evan were complicated enough. She had... she had.... she had slept with him, yes, but she hadn't liked it. Well, that's a lie. She'd actually loved having sex, physically it was the best thing that had ever happened to her, it felt amazing... but emotionally, it was not fulfilling, it had left a hole inside her, and to be truthful, she just didn't like that it was Evan who had taken her virginity. Even nearly two months after it had happened, Brooklyn still winced whenever she thought about it. She had wanted Jace to be her first time for a very long time. She also knew that Jace had already had his first time, with Skylar Wayne, she assumed. He had to have. She hung around in his bedroom way too often for that not to have happened. But regardless of what will or will not happen with Jace, she had moved past Evan. She may not ever get to be lucky enough to be Jace's girl, but she had promised herself that she'd never be Evan's. His touch could make her physically melt for him, but emotionally he couldn't give her what she needed in a guy.

Another glance over showed Owen and Dana all cuddled up, and Brooklyn sighed, looking away. Her eyes met Jayden's, and she gave her little brother a soft smile. He smiled back, and her mind flashed back to earlier this morning, her alone time with Jayden, and all the other times they had been alone recently.

The memories of their kisses on this very couch replayed in her mind, causing a shiver to run up her spine. Jayden's hands had been so warm and sure as they cupped her breasts, and she hadn't been able to stop the moan that slipped out when he pinched her nipples gently. His mouth on hers had been surprisingly tender, but that just showed how much he loved her she reasoned.

She remembered how his body had felt against hers when they'd danced at the house party, the hardness of his cock pressing into her ass as they'd ground together. She hadn't realized how much she liked it until it was happening. The sensation had sent a thrill through her that she hadn't felt before that, and even thought it wasn't the most explicit thing she had done, it was with the person she loved most in the world.

But now, as she watched Owen lean in closer to Dana, whispering something in her ear that made her giggle, she felt a twinge of something she didn't quite recognize. Jealousy? No, not jealousy for Owen, she was sure of that. But for attention? Maybe... another look at them made her think of Jace for a moment, and the way Owen was looking at her best friend, his hand resting possessively on Dana's shoulder, made her feel... like she wanted that. Not from Owen, from Jace. Or maybe Jayden? Again she glanced at the pair, seeing how his eyes roamed up and down the smaller girls body, and she felt protective of her friend in that moment, like Dana had protected her from Evan at the car wash. She really believed her best friend could do so much better than the guy currently wrapping his arm around her.

Dana's eyes flickered over to hers, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she leaned into Owen's touch. It was clear she was enjoying the attention, and why shouldn't she? With her petite frame and large breasts, she was a knockout. But she had always had self-esteem issues, especially around other girls in her family, at school and especially on the cheer squad. Not having as big a bust or butt could do that to a young girl, especially in Amethyst Shore. Maybe that's why she was letting Owen get so close, she was craving some attention.

Jayden's gaze lingered on Brooklyn, wishing that he had sat where Owen was sitting, like he did that night of the car wash, where he had kisses his big sister for the first time. Where he had cupped and squeezed her big sexy tits, and had Dana's smaller but perkier breasts in his other hand, as the Holland girl grinded against his leg. Fuck, that was a good night. But now he was stuck watching Owen cuddle up with Dana, and his eyes saw Owen sneaking his arm that was still on the back of the couch, closer to going around Brooklyn's shoulders again.

Owen leaned in closer to Dana, whispering compliments into her ear, "Did I tell you that you're looking absolutely amazing tonight Dana? Pure sexiness." As his hand trailed down from her shoulder to her side, and then sliding over to caress her thigh.

"What are you doing?" Dana whispered back, a hint of excitement in her voice as she looked at him with a playful smile.

"Just getting a little more comfortable." Owen grinned, his hand moving from her thigh to the side of her waist, thinking he might have moved a little too quickly.

Brooklyn's eyes narrowed slightly, but she said nothing, continuing to watch the movie with a **** smile. Jayden, however, could feel his annoyance growing. He didn't like the way Owen was touching Dana, let alone the thought of him touching Brooklyn. He sat up straighter in the chair, his eyes flicking from the screen to the couple on the couch.

With a swift movement, Owen slipped his arm around Brooklyn's shoulders, pulling her closer to him. She stiffened for a moment, surprised by his boldness, before relaxing slightly, not wanting to cause a scene, she was unsure of how to react. Jayden's jaw clenched, his eyes flickering with something that wasn't quite anger but definitely wasn't happiness.

Dana, noticing the tension, decided to lighten the mood. "Looks like you're pretty lucky tonight, Owen," she said to the room, her voice low and playful. "Not everyone gets to snuggle up with two of the hottest girls in school. Jayden's the only other guy who's gotten to cuddle with both of us at the same time, not even Jace or David have... yet." She added, thinking of David and his colossal cock that she had seen when they showered together.

Brooklyn couldn't help but be a little amused at the similarities, and smiled at Owen's raised eyebrow, though it was a bit strained. "That's true," she said, playing along, trying to ignore the way Owen's hand was starting to creep towards her chest. "Jayden is the best at cuddling, he knows exactly how to make me feel comfortable." Looking over at her little brother, who was smiling at her with affection, she smiled back, blowing him a kiss, thinking of maybe getting up to snuggle onto his lap.

But Owen's hand didn't stop moving, and before she knew it, his hand was cupping her left breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. She gasped, and this time Jayden's eyes shot to her chest, his smile dropping, seeing the look of surprise on her face. She glanced over at Owen, who had a grin on his face, and then at Dana, who was busy having her own breast kneaded more roughly by Owen, and also apparently had her hand traveling up Owen's knee towards his crotch.

"What the hell Owen?" Jayden exclaimed, sitting up in his chair, unable to hide his irritation anymore.

Owen chuckled, his hand not moving from Brooklyn's ample tit. "What? It's just a little friendly touch, right? I mean as Dana said, you've gotten to cuddle with both of them, so why shouldn't I?" Owen defended, as his hand started to roughly squeeze one of her plump breasts, causing Brooklyn's eyes to unconsciously flutter. Her lips parted in a slight moan, before she managed to regain control of herself.

"It's okay, Jayden," Dana said, her voice thick with lust as she looked at him with a horny smile. "We're just having a little fun, you should come and join us."

Her hand had reached the bulge in Owen's pants, and she began to stroke it gently, feeling the hardness growing beneath her fingertips. Jayden's eyes went wide, and he looked over at Brooklyn, who was blushing furiously but hadn't pushed Owen away yet. Jayden figured that her shock at the rapidly evolving situation had clearly affected what would be her usual reaction to push him off and get away, but in truth... Brooklyn didn't half hate the sensation of Owen's hand playing with one of her breasts.

Owen took this as an invitation, and slid his hand down to cup her other breast, giving it the same treatment as the first. "You don't mind, do you? These tits need to be fully appreciated, just like your big amazing ass." he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her neck, making her shiver slightly.

But this, was apparently the wrong move. His words and actions reminded her too much of Evan, and thinking of all the regret she had been feeling since then, even if the sex had felt so physically incredible, emotionally it had left her feeling unfulfilled, like Owen probably would. So she stifled the growing heat and arousal building inside her as best she could, and finally pushed Owen's hand off her tits. As she stood up, she looked down at him and Dana, who seemed to have lust clouding her eyes, her petite hand continuing to stroke up and down Owen's covered erection.

"I- I'm going to sit in the armchair. I need some space." Brooklyn declared breathlessly, before moving quickly past Jayden, and sitting in the recliner he had just left, breathing heavily and blushing furiously at having just escaped what was possibly another potential huge mistake.

Owen looked slightly taken aback but shrugged it off, turning his full attention back to Dana, his free hand moving up to her chest. She watched as he pulled her top down, revealing her lacy pink bra, and her eyes locked onto the bulge in his pants, before turning to Jayden.

"Come on Jayden," Dana purred, her hand sliding up his jeans to cup Jayden's burgeoning erection. "Don't be shy."

Jayden's eyes widened in surprise, and he paused, for he was about to go to Brooklyn and check that she was okay. He looked at Dana, who was now leaning back against Owen, his hands playing with her breasts. Despite his shock, he couldn't deny the rush of desire that flooded through him as she squeezed him gently through the fabric of his jeans.

"Come on, Jayden," Dana whispered again, her voice thick with desire as she glanced at him from under her lashes. "You don't want to miss out on all the fun, do you?"

Her hand continued to tease Jayden's cock, and the way she looked at him, so open and inviting, made it difficult for him to resist. He thought back to when she had played video games with him and his friends weeks ago. He had never thought she would turn out to be this wild vixen. He hesitated for a moment, before sitting down in the tiny space that had opened up from Brooklyn moving to the armchair and Dana practically sliding into Owen's lap. Owen took the cue and scooted over, making room for Jayden, so Dana was sandwiched between the two boys, one hand on each covered cock.

"Brooklyn..." Dana gasped. "You should really join in."

"I- I'm alright." Brooklyn shook her head, brown eyes fixed on the sight of her best friend's hand stroking her little brother's bulge.

"Brook." Jayden groaned, and Brooklyn's gaze met Jayden's. Her heart melted at the want in his eyes, seeing just how badly he wanted her to join in.

"They're not you-know-who, Brooklyn." Dana begged. "We should do this. Together."

"I promise you'll enjoy yourself." Owen called, and Dana nudged him in the ribs with her elbow. Brooklyn stood up, but she stood there motionless, unsure of herself.

She shifted on her feet, fidgeting slightly at the attention from all three occupants of that couch. Her gaze found Dana's, and Brooklyn drew strength from those teal eyes of hers. Like Dana had said, the boys weren't anything like Evan. He was out to corrupt and fuck girls. Jayden and Owen just wanted a night of fun. One night. And she had Dana with her! And... Jayden. Her sweet brother. She could see how badly he wanted her to join in, and she hated saying no to Jayden. She always had, even before all the confusing stuff with him started.

But it wasn't that confusing, was it? It was love. It was wrong, twisted love that was utterly immoral. But she loved her brother, and he so obviously loved her. Brooklyn's feet started moving forwards almost of their own volition, and in an instant she was at the couch. Jayden's hands reached up for her, settling around her hips, and with absolute no thought towards Dana or Owen, Brooklyn was kissing her little brother.

"Lucky bastard." Dana heard Owen breathe, too quietly for anyone but her to hear. She glanced sideways at Owen, and with a grin on her face that felt distinctly Daisy-like, she leaned over and kissed Owen. Owen was so shocked he temporarily forgot to kiss back, but then he did kiss her back. His hand lifted to cup her face, his mouth pressing hard against her soft lips.

Dana yielded to Owen quickly, letting him lead the kiss. Her hands came up off the boys’ bulges so that she could wrap her arms around Owen’s neck. His hands trailed along her jaw, brushing gently down her neck until his palms were pressing against her tits. He squeezed her tits, groping them hungrily as they kissed.

Beside Dana and Owen, Brooklyn took the opportunity to sit down in Jayden’s lap once Dana moved her hand out of the way. Jayden’s hands on her were soft and unsure, a welcome breath of fresh air. He wasn’t pushing her to do anything, he was just holding her gently as the pair of siblings kissed passionately. Brooklyn had her baby brother’s face between her hands, cupping his cheeks. His arms were around her, one of his hands between her shoulder blades, the other at the base of her spine, ever so close to her wide huge ass.

Dana and Owen were the first pair to stop kissing, and the Robinson siblings followed suit. The four teenagers looked at each other, breathing hard.

———

Jeremiah Holland glanced up from his phone as Daisy walked back into his room after walking downstairs with Danielle.

“You look happy to see me.” Daisy said innocently by way of greeting, tipping her head towards the growing bulge in his shorts. Jeremiah looked at his eldest daughter in her tight jeans and her purple shirt, with its’ deep V showing off plentiful cleavage, revealing those gorgeous tanned very large breasts.

“How could I not be?” Jeremiah raised his eyebrows. “You’ve been teasing me all day.”

“Me? No, that doesn’t sound like me at all.” Daisy shook her head, blonde tresses swinging. Her teal eyes sparkled with something almost like a challenge. Jeremiah rose up off the bed, walking towards her. Her eyes followed his movement, those damned flirty eyes.

“No? Because I seem to recall the two of us doing something like this at the bowling alley.” Jeremiah mentioned, and he put his arms around her, his forearms resting on her curves as his hands mauled her denim-clad ass. Daisy wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing those tits against his chest.

“I think it’s starting to come back to me.” Daisy smirked, shimmying her hips so that she was grinding against his erection.

“I also think we discussed finding somewhere more private to continue.” Jeremiah said, and he started walking Daisy backwards until her back hit the door to his bedroom. She was pinned between the wood of the door and her father’s wood, her head tilted back to look at him. He could see the way she was breathing, labored and aroused. His hand went down to the lock on the door and he turned it.

“Seems pretty private to me.” Daisy bit her lip, fluttering her eyes at Jeremiah.

“Very private.” he agreed, and then he leaned down and kissed Daisy. Her hand came up to the back of his head as she kissed him back passionately. His hands were **** on her, running up from her hips along the winding curves of her body until his hands came to rest on Daisy’s very large tits, giving them greedy squeezes, like a desert when it rains.

“Daddy…” Daisy purred, in one of the sexiest tones Jeremiah had ever heard. His cock leaped in his pants as she jumped onto him, legs wrapping around him, lips mashing against his. Her arms went around his neck, and he gripped her ass tightly, spinning around and staggering towards the bed, his eldest daughter wrapped around him. His cock throbbed angrily against the restraint of his shorts, pressed up against her molten core.

He dropped down onto the bed, pinning her body beneath him. Her limbs stayed wrapped tightly around him, and his hands traveled from her plump derrière around to the front of her, where they stopped to unbutton her jeans, before carrying on. His fingers tugged at the hem of her shirt, and he started dragging it up her body, up over her lacy black bra. Their joined mouths finally separated so he could pull her shirt up over her head. She unhooked her legs from around him, lifting her legs up so she could place her feet squarely on his chest, pushing him backwards and up off her.

Jeremiah looked at her in surprise, worried he’d done something wrong, but she just stood up, smirking at him. She grabbed him by the hem of his shirt and turned him around so his back was to the bed, and then she shoved him down. He landed seated on the mattress, his eyes piqued with interest.

Daisy stood before her father wearing a lacy black bra and a pair of light denim jeans. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her already unbuttoned jeans and tugged the jeans down her long legs. They passed the swell of her hips and then they dropped to the floor. Daisy stepped out of the jeans, kicking them aside.

“You’re such a bad husband.” Daisy clicked her tongue, grinning. “You’re about to fuck your daughter in your marital bed while your wife is out with her friends. God, what would Mom think?”

“I just can’t help myself.” Jeremiah shook his head. “You’re too fucking sexy, Daisy.”

“I know.” she said smugly. Daisy Holland was many wonderful things, but modest was not among them. “You just couldn’t stop thinking about me all day, huh?”

“You’ve been teasing me for a lot longer than a day.” Jeremiah scoffed. Daisy grinned naughtily at him.

“I know I have. I’ve been such a bad girl, haven’t I, Daddy? Always teasing you. Shaking my big tits at you.” Daisy paused to demonstrate, bouncing twice on the balls of her feet to get her big tits jiggling in their lacy black prison. Jeremiah ached to rip that bra off her, but all he could do right now was watch this one woman performance she was giving.

“Don’t forget rubbing up against me all the time.” Jeremiah reminded her. Daisy winked.

“How could I forget? All those times I ‘accidentally’ rubbed my titties against your arm.” Daisy cupped her breasts in her hands, pressing and rubbing them together to tantalize Jeremiah even more. Then, with a very deliberate motion, she hooked her fingers in the cups of the bra and dragged them down. Down, down, down, but she stopped right at the edge of her areola, showing off just a hint of the pink skin.

“You’re such a fucking tease.” Jeremiah groaned.

“Is something wrong?” Daisy asked innocently, her eyes flicking to Jeremiah’s cock throbbing inside his shorts. Biting her lip, she tugged the bra all the way down, unveiling her nipples. Jeremiah throbbed angrily as he beheld his daughter’s nipples, big, thick, and long.

“Get over here.” Jeremiah said roughly, his voice hoarse. Daisy gave him her sultriest smirk and took one small, tormenting step towards him. He rose to his feet, enjoying the look on Daisy’s face as he walked up to her. He put his hands around her and unclasped her bra, letting the item fall to the floor. He lifted his daughter up by the hips, gazing in reverence at her body the whole time as he carried her to the bed and laid her down.

“Daddy.” she gasped when his lips closed around her nipple, and he started suckling as his hand slid down her flat, firm stomach. His fingers pointed towards his destination, and they slid beneath the lace of her panties, curling around so that he could slide his fingers inside her wet pussy. Daisy’s hips lifted off the bed briefly at the first contact, writhing in pleasure as Jeremiah started fingering her. The arch to her body dropped, and he lifted his head off her nipple so he could kiss her, enjoying the way her pleasured gasps and moans felt against his mouth. With his free hand, he tried to fumble his way out of his shorts, but he only had one hand available and it was awkward trying to do it.

Daisy’s soft hand stroked along his palm, and she nudged his hand out of the way. His daughter’s expert hands fished his cock out effortlessly, and he kicked his shorts off, groaning into Daisy’s plump lips as her fingers slid slowly up and down his cock. She wasn’t jerking him off, her index finger trailed along the underside of his shaft, barely touching him, but even the pad of her fingertip grazing the sensitive skin was driving him wild. His hips bucked, and Daisy laughed softly.

“I think…” she panted, mewling as Jeremiah’s lips teased at her neck. “That there has been enough teasing.”

“I vehemently agree.” Jeremiah grinned, and he pulled his fingers from inside her slit, both hands coming up to pull her panties off her, and he tossed them away thoughtlessly as he moved over on his knees so he knelt between her juicy thick thighs. She spread her legs obediently and eagerly.

“C’mon, Daddy. Fucking fuck me.” Daisy pleaded, and he saw burning need in her gorgeous teal eyes. Her gaze was fixed on her daddy’s big cock, huge and thick and throbbing, with angry veins thick enough to make his cock feel almost ribbed.

“Now you’re impatient? You’ve been torturing me for ages.” Jeremiah shook his head. “I’m going to make you beg for it.”

“I’m already begging for it!” Daisy protested, but Jeremiah wasn’t listening. He took his daughter by the thighs, and laid his shaft on top of her pussy, rubbing against her but not penetrating her yet. Daisy’s teal eyes fluttered, and the look she gave him was unbridled lust.

“Daddy.. please!” Daisy whined. “Fuck me!”

Jeremiah kept up his rubbing, enjoying how it made his daughter wriggle with pent up arousal.

“Dad! Fuck!” Daisy shrieked. “Just shove that big fucking cock inside me!”

“Like this?” Jeremiah raised an eyebrow, and he lined up his tip with the entrance to her pussy, tantalizingly rubbing the very tip against her wet entrance.

Daisy opened her mouth to beg again, and he chose that moment to slam inside her. Her words of protest turned into a moan before they could even leave her mouth, and her gorgeous teal eyes rolled back in ecstasy.

Daisy was wet and tight, her walls squeezing around his cock as he thrust into her, over and over and over again. Her legs lifted up to wrap around his waist, holding him tightly to her lower body. His hands lifted off her thighs to grip her hands, squeezing them as he pounded her.

Her cries of delight spurred him on beyond belief. Never in his life had he been so turned on during sex. Danielle was fucking phenomenal, but she couldn’t beat the taboo of being inside his daughter. Not even Amy jerking him off came close to this kind of taboo, and this here with Daisy was incredible.

Sweat glistened on her body, her big tits jiggling madly as Jeremiah pounded her.

“So fucking gorgeous…” Jeremiah grunted, his eyes physically unable to stop drinking in every facet of Daisy’s appearance. From her messy sweaty hair to the way her face contorted in pleasure as his cock bottomed out inside her, she was perfect. His perfect angel, though nobody in their right mind could ever call Daisy Holland an angel.

She was a devil, the sexiest one he’d ever seen. No angel would be in bed with their father getting railed, after all. Daisy was better than an angel, she was a fucking sex goddess. A sex goddess currently crying out his name as he fucked her.

Her words were a chant of sin, a repeated mewl of delight that brought Jeremiah closer and closer to his explosion. Daisy felt incredible around his cock, and from the way he was twitching, both father and daughter knew he was close. Daisy was close too, her sweaty body writhing in need, trying to spur on her orgasm.

“Daddy!”

“Daddy!”

“Dad-”

Jeremiah erupted inside his daughter, and her moan filled the room as his hot seed spurted out inside her. He slammed all the way inside her, gripping her body tightly as his cum shot out into the most forbidden of places, setting off Daisy’s own wave of pleasure. She squirmed in his arms, riding out the pleasure that her father had built up inside her.

It took several minutes for the incestuous lovers to get their breath back, and when they did, it was Daisy who spoke first.

“You know…” Daisy panted, lifting her head so she was looking into her father’s blue eyes. “Mom won’t be home for hours.”

Jeremiah grinned.

“How about you get on all fours for me, then, sweetie?” Jeremiah suggested.

“Yes, sir.” Daisy said breathily.

———

As Danielle Holland walked into Blackout, the biggest (and only) nightclub in Amethyst Shore, she could feel men’s eyes on her, and it made her smirk. Beside her, Kaitlyn Simmons was getting some very similar reactions. The pale, raven haired MILF was wearing a dark blue party dress, one that barely extended past her phenomenal ass. It clung like a second skin to her every curve, showing off those wide hips and mouthwatering curves. It was strapless, held up only by the power of her large breasts.

“Look at this.” Kaitlyn smirked. “Almost makes a woman feel young again.”

She shot a wink at one of the younger men as they passed by, and he grinned.

“It’s always a good time when we get to dress up sexy.” Danielle agreed. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a messy bun tonight, and she wore the deep purple dress that Daisy and Jeremiah had both given high praise to.

“Agreed.” Kaitlyn laughed, and the two MILFs made their way up to the bar, where they found the other half of their group tonight.

“Damn, you clean up nice.” Rachel Barnes teased Dani, looking her up and down very meaningfully. Danielle smirked at the eye-fucking her best friend was giving her, and she sidled right up against Rachel, bumping her hip against the curvier woman. Rachel was in a scarlet party dress that shone in the ambient lights of the club. Blackout was well-known for being almost pitch black in certain areas, the only light being the strobe lights. Rachel’s huge tits looked incredible in this dress, pressed together and pushed up, though it’s not like they’ve ever needed the extra help.

“So do you.” Danielle grinned, kissing Rachel on the cheek. Rachel rolled her eyes and put her hand on the back of Dani’s head, pulling her in for a proper kiss. Danielle hummed approvingly against her best friend’s lips, cupping her hips as she kissed back.

“Now that’s the right way to greet me.” Rachel smirked sultrily.

“Consider me reprimanded.” Danielle grinned, her cheeks a little flushed. Rachel nodded, biting her lip playfully. Rachel was in rare form tonight, it seemed.

“I’m so glad we’re doing this.” Danielle nodded.

“Me too.” Rachel agreed. “It’s been too fucking long.”

“This isn’t my top choice of venue, but I do miss our hangouts.” Claire Johnson agreed, and Danielle looked her way. Claire was less of a showstopper than Danielle and Rachel, but the third member of their decades old trio was gorgeous nonetheless. Her long beautiful brown hair streamed down her shoulders tonight, and she wore by far the most modest dress out of the four women, but she did look great in the form-fitting pink dress she had on. It was a decent proper length unlike the other three’s dresses, and while it accentuated her perky medium sized breasts, it didn’t bare half of them like Rachel and Dani’s dresses did.

“Kaitlyn!” Rachel greeted the black-haired MILF, and the two of them hugged. Kaitlyn and Claire hugged after, and then Dani grabbed Claire for a hug.

“Been way too long.” Danielle said in Claire’s ear, and Claire nodded emphatically, squeezing Danielle.

“Well, with my new job, I work normal hours, so I’ll be able to do these kinds of things way more often. And I’ll get to actually spend time with my son.” Claire smiled, and Danielle nodded.

“That’s right! You’re working for Esme now. You start Monday, right?” Dani checked. Claire nodded.

“Yup. I can’t wait.” Claire smiled.

“Well, that is something to celebrate tonight!” Danielle exclaimed, and Rachel and Kaitlyn both nodded.

“Let’s drink to that.” Rachel laughed, and motioned to the bartender, who seemed very eager to serve the four gorgeous MILFs at his bar.