Taking your time

After the next round of drinks, Raina seems to become less hostile toward you, while Laurel couldn't be more obvious about her intentions, constantly hugging your arm and rubbing her breasts against your back, as if she's afraid you might forget they're there. Her assets are bigger than her blonde friend's, and you can feel the bounciness in them every time she rubs up on you. At the same time, you've been sneaking looks down Raina's top, judging her breasts to be firmer and perkier even though they are smaller.

Over the next few rounds of drinks and skeeball, you can't decide, between the 2 women, which 1 you would rather bang if you had to make the choice. Of course, you take care to pace your own drinking while constantly getting more wine into the ladies, and soon both of them can't really stand up straight without leaning against the skeeball machine, the wall, or you, just the way you want it.

By the time you've had enough of the flirting and teasing, you notice that the crowd in the bar is starting to thin. You must have been there for at least an hour or 2. You place your hands on the lower backs of both women as Laurel takes another roll of the skeeball, although she's so drunk now that the ball barely makes it up halfway before rolling back down. That causes Raina to giggle profusely as she teases the brunette, who retaliates by punching her in the arm playfully. As they start to mock fight, you squeeze in between them and pretend to referee.

"Ladies! Ladies! Now, now, that's enough rough play," you say with a grin.

"Uh, I hope not," Laurel replies with a wink at you. "What about you, Raina? You like it rough?"

Raina bites her lower lip before responding, as if she's really thinking about her answer. "I... I don't know. I don't remember what it's like to be with a guy who takes charge. Wayne's great, but get me wrong, but he treats me in bed like I'm a delicate Faberge egg," Raina says, looking at her friend, but at the end of her sentence, she can't help but glance sideways at you, and then her face gets even redder as she makes eye contact with you. You grin, mostly to yourself, knowing that your patience has paid off and that both mothers are ready to go. All you have to do is find a place to seal the deal.