Josh comes over

By the time I'm done preparing the food, Megan had gotten dressed for the occasion. Brown-leather knee-high fuck me boots, a white tank top a size too small that puts her massive rack on full display, and a black skirt that'll give both Josh and I easy access.

"Now remember, you serve our guest however he wants you to, okay?" I asked.

"Yes Mike." Megan said.

"You know he'll want more than just food tonight."

"I understand." The tremble in her voice said otherwise.

That's when the doorbell rings. Megan headed over to answer it and I follow her. Upon opening the door, I found Josh holding a six-pack of beer. He took a second to glance at Megan's cleavage, before saying "Uh hey."

"Come on in dude." I said.

Josh came inside where we head for the kitchen. There, Megan says "Can I get you anything Josh?"

He holds up his six-pack. "Uh, you got any cold ones?"

"Sure do. Do you want one too dear?"

I nodded, so Megan opened the fridge and reaches in, doing her best to bend over and flaunt that round ass of hers. She wastes a few seconds pretending to search for beers as she waves her ass around, her skirt barely keeping her covered. Part of me wanted to pull it up, but I also wanted Josh to take the initiative. Maybe he will, maybe he won't, but by the end of tonight, I know Josh will leave satisfied.

Megan finally pulled out two beers and handed them off. As I sip my drink, I watch Josh and Megan exchange small talk. I kept waiting for either one of them to nudge the conversation towards something more sexual. Josh knew what was on offer, and Megan knew what she was supposed to offer, but the pair seem unwilling to cross that bridge just yet.

Maybe all they need is a little push.