A little refreshment.

Joan opens the door and reaches inside to flip on the lights. She holds the door for both Katherine and Rebecca, taking your arm as you arrive at the door and walking in with you.

The house is very lovely and neat. The front entrance hall opens to the left and right to reveal a kitchen and a living room. Joan directs the three of you into the living room and gestures for you to sit.

"I'll be right back," Joan smiles at you and then the two girls in turn as you take your places on the couch. Kat and Rebecca snuggle up to you and you admire Joan's ass as she walks out, the shimmering green of her dress framing it nicely. No panty line, you note.

"This is so hot," Rebecca remarks to both you and Katherine.

"No kidding," Katherine replies. "I have had a thing for Ms. Welles, I mean Joan, for the longest time."

"So you've always liked girls?" You ask Kat, a sly smile on your face.

"Well, yeah," Kat replies grinning at Rebecca who runs her hand along your thigh. You have not lost any of your erection in the time entering the house and the pup tent in your pants is very obvious.

"That's fantastic," Joan remarks, obviously having heard the last statement. She has just returned from the kitchen and stands in the hallway striking a classic pose. She holds four champagne flutes in the fingers of one hand and a unopened bottle of the proper beverage for them in the other.

"I must say," she continues, moving to the small coffee table in front of the couch. "I do so love to be paid compliments by such lovely girls. Especially when you're flattering an old biddy like me." She smiles at the last comment as she places the four flutes on the table.

"I do hope you don't mind," she continues, unwrapping the foil from the champagne bottle. "I just thought that since this was such a special night," she winks at Rebecca. "We should celebrate properly.

You smile and shift in your seat, bringing more of the girls next to you into contact. Their warmth is nice and you watch as Joan's talented hands work the champagne cork free. It comes loose with a loud pop and quickly the four flutes are filled.

Joan hands a flute to each of you, her hand caressing you, Rebecca, Kat, as you take the glass from her hand. Once you three are all ready, Joan moves close to you and slides into your lap. The three girls around you is a extremely arousing experience and your cock bulges against Joan's buttocks.

"Mmm," she smiles, her hand caressing along Rebecca's thigh and her foot coming up to stroke along Katherine's calf. "I think a toast is in order."

After a moment's pause she looks at all of you in turn and speaks, "to the night to come and what has already passed."