Not as bad as Sarah said but...

When the door slowly creaks open you look past Matt to the couple on the couch. Thankfully Tom isn't fucking the shit out of Miranda like Sarah said he would and you doubt Tom ever got his cock out. Instead Miranda remains gingerly perched on his knee like you've never been gone, as she quietly taps away at her phone with both her thumbs, even as Tom holds his body close to hers and whispers to her, his mouth millimeters from her ear.

When the door opens you catch both of their attention as they suddenly jump, looking up as you and Matt bring in the box. "About time you got back!" Miranda says , somewhat irritated "I've been stuck here with the king of wandering hands for so long now I thought you'd forgotten us!"

"Sorry Miranda, this thing was a bit more of a struggle than Sarah said it would be." Matt replies laying down his end of the box parallel to the coffee table. As you look at Miranda holding her phone with both hands you suddenly realize there's something wrong. Mirandas breasts are still covered. Suddenly your drunken brain notices that Tom is cupping Mirandas beautiful 36C breasts with both hands and that she's making no effort to stop him.

"Erm Miranda?" You ask, doing your best to control yourself "What's Tom doing?"

"What you wish you could!" Tom shouts but Miranda ignores him as she answers.

"This is the only way he'd give me a moments peace so we struck a deal" Miranda sighs rolling her eyes as she gestures to Toms strong hands holding on to her soft round boobs.

Tom interjects before anyone else can speak "Oh is that what you're saying now? I distinctly remember you saying *Please Tom, just play with my tits*" as he speaks he rubs Mirandas big breasts and to your annoyance she doesn't fight him even as she quips back "I said please just! As in only touch them and stop trying to shove your hands down my pants"

"Are you sure you're not just enjoying this?" Tom asks as he pinches Mirandas perky nipples delicately between his fingers and thumbs. Miranda immediately bites her lip and blushes even as her hands pull ineffectually at Toms. " I bet the reason you want to keep me out of your panties" Tom whispers into her ear loud enough for you all to hear, tracing one hand down from Mirandas perfect rack towards her waistband, "Is that you're worried about how I'll make you squirt."

Using both hands Miranda is barely able to halt Toms advance before he reaches her crotch, his fingers just tucked inside her waistband. This allows Toms other hand free reign as he keeps teasing her by rubbing, tugging, pinching, and squeezing her sensitive pink nipples. As Toms hand tries to tease it's way lower, between Mirandas thighs he whispers into her ear again. "Say it again." Miranda huffs and seems to resist but inevitably she sighs and gives in.

"Tom please" she says, her voice high pitched and breathless even as she tries to sound bored "Just play with my tits." Tom smirks and like magic his hands return to their former position, gently cupping Mirandas soft boobs. Mirandas blushes, ashamed but you can tell she's at least a little relieved. "For gods sake!" She snaps, suddenly lashing out in frustration "What's taking them so long!?" Even before the last echos of her words fade away you hear footsteps approaching from down the hall.

The door creaks open again and you see Nicole, now wearing her bra again and not looking anywhere near as flushed as she did before, but she still avoids making eye contact with you. "Sorry to keep you waiting Miranda" she says jokingly as she steps inside "looks like you've kept comfortable anyway" she giggles, glancing at Toms hands on Mirandas chest. Miranda says nothing in response, instead she just huffs again and rolls her eyes while awkwardly crossing her arms over Toms hands.

Without paying her a second thought Nicole breezes past you, her eyes only on Matt as she takes him by the wrist and gently leads him to their chair. She pushes him down into the seat even as they lock eyes lovingly, then she crawls into his lap again, sitting sideways this time with her feet dangling over the arm of the chair. Making herself comfortable she puts one hand on his chest, lays her head on his broad shoulders and nuzzles up warmly against Matts neck.

Looking from the happy couple on your left to the unwillingly lewd pair on your right you can't help but to start feeling awkward. Especially as they all ignore you, Matt and Nicole exchanging cute nothings and Tom whispering unknowable filth into Mirandas ear. "What's taking Sarah so long?" you think to yourself. She seemed pretty horny when you left, maybe she gave into temptation and is currently rubbing her pussy trying to chase a fourth orgasm.

It seems you're not the only one wondering about Sarah as Miranda leans forward and asks, "John, when you last saw Sarah did she say she'd be a while?" You think for a second, the last time you saw her she was begging to be punished and had your cum oozing from her pussy. "She just said she had to clean some stuff up." you reply, not completely lying.

"Then whats taking her so long?" Miranda vents, exasperated by the wait and frustrated by Toms teasing advances. As if on cue you hear the familiar creak of the stairs signalling someones approach. You all turn expectantly towards the door, as it's slowly pushed open.