Date Night

The restaurant is a cozy, late night spot that serves pizza and Italian dishes. As soon as you follow Karissa in you can tell she is known here, as the old gentleman with a bushy mustache behind the bar gives her a cheerful wave. The hostess shows you to your table, saying hello to Karissa by name.

“I come to this place all the time, it’s always been my favourite pizza in the GTA,” Karissa says, referring to the Greater Toronto Area as you settle in. You chat about this part of the city as you look over the menu. You really want to try the pasta dishes but Karissa swears the pizza is to die for so the three of you agree on a large with some appetizers.

Heaving a satisfied sigh, Karissa says, “I won’t get all emotional or anything and I promise I won’t keep harping on it but I really appreciate you two doing this with me. I hope you have a great time like I am and we all become close friends at the very least.”

You hold up your beer and say, “That’s worth a toast for sure,” and the three of you clink glasses.

“So, Karissa,” Jayne says after you all drink, “you say you live with your mom, naturally. Is it just the two of you?”

“Yep, my parents split up a few years ago and my Dad moved away. They are pretty civil mostly, but while Mum made noises about getting a renter - the house is way too big for two people - she never does. We get along really well and she’s probably my best friend so I’m very happy staying home for a while.”

Curious, you ask, “How did you get a job at Bathurst? You seem pretty young.”

Laughing, she says, “I’m not that young, I turn 20 in three weeks!” You and Jayne share a look of amusement at a 19 year old insisting she isn’t young, which she ignores. “But in high school I took technical computer and business courses. My parents wanted me to go to university, but I said no thanks. Maybe I will someday but most of the girls I grew up with just go to university to take some art classes for a year so they can remodel their houses better. They all expect to marry an investment banker or something and then pop out his kids and design handbags and drink wine all day. Or else they travel around Europe and complain about how restrictive their trust funds are. I told Mum I’d rather do something else and she agreed. I got the job at Bathurst and I love it! It’s a quick bus ride from my place and I enjoy working with people. And I met you two!”

“I’m glad to have met you too Karissa,” Jayne replies, and then the pizza arrives and all small talk ends. Karissa was right, everything is delicious.

The ladies are both full when you grab the last piece, Jayne rolling her eyes at you. “Hey, it’s not worth having them box up one piece for us,” you say as you eat your fifth or sixth slice. You’re savoring the last bite when Jayne says, “You said you were going to a wedding tomorrow?”

Karissa sips her drink and says, “Yeah my cousin is getting married so Mum and I are going. Did you find that Karen woman who wrote the paper you found?”

You sit up, more alert now that the conversation is shifting to TAM. Jayne replies, “I did, but only her mailing address from the form she filled out when she left her position. It’s in Newmarket, not even in the GTA, and I know she lived not that far from Bathurst when she worked there. No phone number that worked or email or anything. I looked up the address but no number is listed, so all we can do is drive out there and… knock I guess?”

“Then that’s what we’ll do,” you say, “but I agree, it seems a bit rude to just knock on her door unannounced. If that even is her address, but it’ll take an hour to drive out there and find out. At least you were friendly with her, right? So it hopefully won’t be totally insane if you just show up out of the blue?”

“I was as close to her as anyone. She left fairly suddenly just before Christmas,” Jayne says.

Karissa says, “I assume you won’t just be like ‘Hi Karen, it’s me Jayne, tell me about that creepy magic computer that was in your old office. Oh and this is Zach, he’s the new guy-slash-my boyfriend who plugged it in and turned it on.’ So what are you going to say?”

Embarrassed, you shoot a look at Jayne and she frowns, “We hadn’t really thought of that. I was going to grab her a little gift and see what she says I suppose.”

Humming thoughtfully, Karissa says, “I guess in a pinch you can always just pretend you were in Newmarket to sightsee or something. God only knows why anyone would drive all the way out there in the boonies. But that doesn’t explain how you have her address.” Karissa gives you a sly look, “I’m going to assume that you broke some privacy rules by looking up her contact info, but don’t worry Zach and I won’t rat you out to Juniper or anything!”

“Ha ha,” Jayne says and arches an eyebrow as you fight to suppress a chuckle. “I have access to all employee records as a clerical manager. But I guess using that info to go find her is technically not cool. We’ll have to think of a cover story if this goes sideways.” Jayne smiles as she enthusiastically continues, “Hell, before any job a good crew has to have their alibi tight and their stories consistent. Zach, when we’re driving out there we’ll come up with a legend.”

“A legend?”

Nodding, Jayne says, “Yeah a legend, like a cover story that explains why we are contacting her. We can’t assume she’ll just see me and be like ‘oh hey I guess you’re here about The Affection Multiplier, come in to my study and I’ll tell you everything’! We might need to coax the info out of her.”

Laughing, you say, “Jayne she’s a former coworker, not a KGB sleeper agent. But sure, we’ll think of some reason for us to be there in case she’s suspicious.”

“Psst Zach,” Karissa stage whispers to you across the table, “is your girlfriend a cop or something?”

Jayne sighs good-naturedly and you cover your mouth and reply, “More likely a criminal, honestly. She’s definitely got the instincts of a burglar if not the rap sheet.”

“Now I’m scared she’s a bad influence on you Zach.”

Jayne leans over and kisses you on the cheek and says, “Oh I’m a very bad influence on poor, sweet Zach.”

“Maybe she’ll be a bad influence on you too,” you say to Karissa with a smile. Everyone pauses, even you, and wonders how exactly you meant that.

A pregnant pause, and Karissa’s eyes flash as she reaches for her drink, “Or maybe I’ll be the bad influence on you both. Guess we’ll see, huh?” Lifting the glass to her full lips, she gives you each a sultry look.

No one is tipsy exactly, but having a few more drinks after your meal certainly has Karissa and you a bit more cheerful and giggly than normal. You suggest a short walk around before heading back to your car and everyone agrees.

As the three of you wander aimlessly in the warm evening air down a bustling Queen Street you fall into an easy camaraderie. Jayne holds your hand but then grabs Karissa’s arm with the other one, which makes the younger woman smile shyly. No one bats an eye at the sight, and you realize quickly you wouldn’t care if someone did think it looked odd.

Even Jayne, who limited herself to one glass of wine with her meal, can’t help but dissolve into laughter as Karissa gives a bang-on impression of Doris, the crusty Nurse in Charge on the third floor.

Lowering her voice and speaking in the clipped tones of the acerbic Doris, she intones “Karissa, do you have a camisole? You should consider one under that dress, it reveals more décolletage than is appropriate. I know we are almost all ladies here, but there are a few leering men around who may stare!”

You are half turned to look past Jayne as Karissa speaks and, damn it, just as she mentions leering men you can’t help but look at the glorious, quivering cleavage in question. Jayne is laughing at the impression but Karissa sees where you were looking and says, “Oh I am sure Doris meant you when you said that Zach, but don’t worry I never see you staring at my tits or creeping on the other girls in the office. Except maaaaaaybe you looked at Jayne in her tight pants once or twice, but I can’t blame you. I might have checked for VPL myself!”

Stammering, you start to defend yourself but Jayne just laughs harder and pokes you in the side. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about, I’m innocent!” you protest with a chuckle, “Well mostly innocent, probably.”

But now Karissa can’t help herself when she sees a chance to tease you both, “VPL, visible panty lines. Just checking Jayne’s cute bum in her super tight slacks now and then to see if you can see her underwear, and ya know what I never can. Makes a girl wonder, and I bet it’s made poor Zach wonder too, huh Zach?”

“Oh stop it both of you,” Jayne can’t keep a smile off her face even as she blushes. After a short pause she giggles and says, “I have a collection of thongs for work, but I will say one day I forgot to do laundry and had to decide whether to wear normal panties or just go commando.” Turning her head to make sure you are both hanging on her every word, and that no one else on the sidewalk is within earshot, Jayne lowers her voice and says, “Zach was working at the time, and I wondered if I bent over in front of him if he’d be able to tell….”

Eyes wide, you almost stumble at Jayne’s expression of casual lust. Then you look past her to see Karissa has her mouth partially open, her own eyes unfocused as she imagines probably the very same thing you’re imagining.

Gulping, you theatrically pull your collar away as if you’re overheating and Jayne nods, satisfied with your reaction. Then she looks to her right and sees Karissa and laughs again. “Wow you two are so easy to get going. Don’t be so confident you’ll be the naughty one, Karissa!” You and the young blonde make eye contact and you can see Karissa is starting to think this… thing between the three of you might actually be something. You’re starting to think so too.

Conversation shifts, with the highlight being the ladies making fun of you for giggling like a child at the name of a store you walk by. You don’t care, a doughnut shop called Glory Hole is just funny. Shortly after the three of you walk back to Jayne’s car. You insist Karissa sits in the passenger seat for the short trip back to her house and she rewards you with a very funny and only slightly confusing stream of excited talking about her neighborhood.

Jayne pulls the car into the driveway and suddenly you’re again unsure of what’s expected. You decide that, no matter what, this feels more like a date than just a few friends hanging out so you announce, “We’ll walk you to your door, if you don’t mind?”

“Of course!” Karissa says and you all troop up to the porch. Standing next to the door, Karissa looks at you both and gushes, “I had a great night, it was so fun and I’ll always cherish it. I think you both had fun too, right?” she finishes hopefully.

Letting Jayne take the lead, you wait for her to smile and say, “I think we both enjoyed it a lot.”

“I had a great time Karissa, it was wonderful getting to know you better.” Jayne gives you a slight nod of encouragement, and so you say, “I hope we can all go out again, if you’d like.”

“I’d love to!” Karissa gives a little hop of excitement, “I really think we’d make a good, well, whatever you want to call us. But I’m forcing myself to take it slow, I don’t want to scare either of you off. I’d be tempted to invite you in, but I think it’s cool if we just all sit back and think about the night. No need to rush into anything.”

Jayne is nodding eagerly, “I totally agree Karissa, it does feel like, maybe, this is more than just friends hanging out. But if that’s all it is, this would still be a wonderful evening and I’d love to do it all again. Maybe next time Zach and I can think of something to do?”

Now smiling even more broadly, Karissa says, “It’s a date. Oh, I know I said we’d take it slow but what the hell.” With only a brief hesitation, Karissa steps up to Jayne and gives her a quick kiss on the lips. Jayne is surprised, but clearly not unhappy about it as she looks at you.

“And one for our cutey,” Karissa steps over to you and leans up to give you a peck on the lips as well. The three of you stand there, sheepish but smiling. Then with a deep breath Karissa steps to Jayne again and gives her a hug, whispering something in her ear you can’t hear. Jayne’s eyes go wide and then Karissa pulls back enough to kiss her again, hard and long.

You stare, thrilled and excited, as you hear Jayne make a small noise of desire as Karissa pulls back after a few long seconds. Her eyes heavy, Karissa sighs and says, “That’s for you to give to Zach later, for me. Maybe one day soon we’ll be there together, but for now… this is for Jayne later too.”

Moving quickly, Karissa grabs onto you and your feel her lips on yours. Her breasts pressed against you, she is using your jacket to pull you tightly against her as she kisses you, hard, several times. You feel her tongue brush your lip, a promise, and then she stands on her tiptoes to whisper in your ear, “I think Jayne is going to need you very bad tonight, I hope you make it so she can barely walk tomorrow. I’ll be thinking of you two…”

Then she steps back. Karissa is flushed and she bites her lip before shaking her head and saying, “No no no, I better let you guys go before you’re doing it on my porch. I’m not sure I can resist you guys staring at me like that… Zach looks so cute and flustered and Jayne looks like she wants to rip my clothes off… ugh I gotta go sorry guys please ask me out again some day as soon as possible ok?!” And with that, she opens the door and ducks inside, shooting you one last lustful look.

Jayne is clearly feeling it as much as you are. Without a word you both hurry to her car, and once inside you growl, “Better just go to my place, it’s way closer.”

“Yeah no kidding,” Jayne puts the keys in the ignition but pauses, then simply turns and you meet her lips with yours. Frantically kissing, your tongues fight and you grope her small, perfect breast through the soft silk of her blouse, her nipple hard in your palm.

As she looks towards you, Jayne opens her eyes and then pauses. You see her looking up at the house, and you turn as well to see a blonde figure in the second floor window looking down at you. Without thinking you put your hand between Jayne’s legs, and she opens them to let you feel her wet panties. Kissing her again you just pull her and she reaches down to hike her skirt to her waist, then pulls her panties down and off one leg.

Not needing to be told, you undo your belt and pants, pulling them open enough to get your rock hard cock out. Panting with lust, Jayne demonstrates some real flexibility and athleticism and flips her naked lower body over the small cars console and is straddling you as you quickly move the seat back as far as it will go.

“Fuck me Zach!” You turn to look out to the window, and from your angle you can clearly see Karissa watching you in the dimly lit bedroom. Your cock finds Jayne wet and eager, and she takes you with one thrust and a grunt. Taking a moment to stretch out to make it as comfortable as possible, Jayne begins to piston up and down on you as much as she can in the cramped confines of her car. You are both staring up at the window, watching as Karissa slips her left hand into the top of her dress to squeeze and pull on her tit while her right hand is out of sight.

Watching her watching you has Jayne hissing with lust in no time, and you’re also worked up enough to not worry too much about lasting. Several feverish minutes later, you shoot your cum up into your girlfriend as she moans loudly, then spasms on top of you. You hold her tight and then look again to see Karissa also seems to be shaking, as she watches, then closes her eyes and shudders again.

Panting, Jayne kisses you then smiles up at the younger woman. Karissa pulls her left hand out of her sundress, where she had been playing with her tit. After a moment she lifts her right hand up to her mouth and seems to lick it, then blows you both a kiss.