Yes, she and Pam did

At five forty-five, Cindi's mom's car pulled in, Pam in the driver's seat, Cindi in the front.

Cindi hopped out and got in the back. "Sit with me back here, Matt."

"No way," Pam said. "I'm not chauffeur."

"You wanted to come."

"I don't mind sitting in the front," Matt said. He gave Cindi a wink. "We want Pam on our side, right?"

"Oh, I guess."

Matt's decision was made easier because Pam really did look like a slut. She wore old-fashioned seamed fishnet stockings with garters holding them up and a Japanese-student-style sailor-suit cut high enough that it couldn't cover her ass if she was standing up and with a gap between the short skirt and the cropped top. Cindi, apparently in an effort not to be done by her sister, wore an off-the-shoulder white lace blouse, obviously with no bra underneath, and a pair of hip-hugging shorts that really should have showed her pubes.

Before he got in, he gave both girls an appreciative once-over. "Wow, you guys look incredible. If I'd known this was fancy, I would have worn my suit."

"Shut up," Pam and Cindi said in unison, then looked at each other and laughed.

Before she got in the car, Cindi wrapped her hands around Matt and gave him a deep kiss, grabbing onto his ass and pressing her hips against his groin. "Missed you, babe."

"Yeah, it's been like eight hours."

"Seems longer."

Pam, he noticed, looked a little uncomfortable. Well, he'd expected that. He needed to work on making all of them comfortable with each other.

"Want to drive?" Pam offered.

"I guess I should."

She got out and, when he walked around to the driver's side, gave him a quick kiss on the lips... hopefully out of range of her sister's gaze. "You sure you don't just want me?"

"Both."

She sighed. "Okay. I'll try."

Pam and Cindi chatted as he drove, with Cindi teasing Pam about her invisible boyfriend and wondering if they could double-date, and Pam gazing at Matt with an expression he couldn't read but might be adoration or perhaps only a sign of abdominal distress.

Both girls managed to touch him but, fortunately not too distractingly. Still, he was hard as a rock by the time they arrived at Cindi's house.

Mrs. Phuan met them as he pulled into the driveway. She wore an asian-styled long silk dress cut low in the cleavage and with slits all the way to her hips on the sides. She could have been a sister to the other two girls... while she had to be in her late thirties at least, she could have passed for twenty.

{if Mrs. Phuan>0}"It's nice to see you again, Matt. Cindi and Pam have both been looking forward to seeing you."

"I've been looking forward to this as well."

{else}"You must be Matt. Cindi has told me so much about you."{endif}

She showed Matt into her spacious home. "My husband is traveling, as always," she said. "so it's nice to have a man around the house again. Pam, I know Cindi wants to take Matt to her room to... study biology. Why don't you go and make sure the emphasis is on study more than biology."

"Oh, mom."

"Sorry, Cindi. Unfortunately for you, I remember being an eighteen year-old girl too well."

"You could certainly pass for eighteen now," Matt said. "When I first saw you, I assumed you were the third sister."

"What a flatterer you are. No wonder Cindi likes you. Run along. I'll work on dinner."

Cindi led Matt and Pam back to her bedroom. Matt wasn't sure whether she was just abnormally neat or if she'd cleaned it up for him but it looked immaculate.

"You can go away, Pam," Cindi said. "We won't tell mom you failed in your chaperone job."

Pam looked at Matt imploringly and he shook his head.

"Cindi, we need to talk."

"Huh? Is there a problem? I thought everything was perfect. I have my boyfriend, Pam has her boyfriend. Mom... well, mom doesn't but she's old. And O.M.G., you should have heard Cai going on about Pam's boyfriend. Not to make you jealous, Matt, but if I wasn't like, involved with you I'd try to steal him from Pam."