Sunday Morning Brunch; Better than Saturday?

Another scene at another brunch place, except this time it was five of you practically making out for good morning kisses instead of four. Gemma gushed about your date just as much as she had for Sabrina the day before, and the girls gave you and Gemma the rundown on how their 'ladies night' had gone.

It was a greasy spoon this time instead of a nicer brunch place, which apparently made them all more comfortable with teasing you. Sabrina made sure she was sitting next to you in the booth, her hand on your thigh possessively as if spending one night apart from you and Gemma had left her feeling lonely. You also hadn't seen Tasha since early Thursday morning and she seemed particularly flirty, sitting across from you and playing a bit of footsie with both you and Gemma. Becks escalated things, flashing you a nipple when she was pretty sure no one else in the place was looking.

That, of course, ended up like a challenge to the others. Gemma, on the other side of Sabrina, was a little out of range to be teasing you but Tasha and Sabrina both found ways to match Becks. Sabrina pulled your hand down to her thigh, and then right to her crotch under her skirt where you felt up her pussy through her panties. Tasha got her bare foot up between your legs and started wiggling her toes against your hard-on, and then she and Becks exchanged a look and laugh as Becks' foot joined hers.

You were a little worried one of them was going to just whip her top off or something when Tasha popped an entire boob out of her dress for a moment, Gemma almost drawing attention to it with her laugh.

Brunch ended without the five of you being asked to leave for indecent exposure, and you piled out onto the sidewalk and kissed your friends goodbye. Tasha in particular almost shoved her tongue down your throat, but you also noticed that she and Becks shared a kiss as well.

"My place," Sabrina said simply, having ordered an Uber for the three of you.

You nodded. "Can't be mine," you said. "Iris has moved in with Mosche."

That, of course, got you an overload of questions since you hadn't mentioned it previously. You didn't have many answers other than it was or had happened, and that you hadn't really been given a choice and didn't want to stick your nose into it.

"OK, but you could have told us sooner," Gemma said as you waited for the ride. "That's a big news item."

"It didn't seem important enough to disrupt our date, love," you said. "And I definitely didn't want to talk about Mosche during it. And then I didn't want to bring it up at brunch for Tasha's sake."

"He's not wrong," Sabrina sighed, shaking her head.

You were forgiven for holding back hot gossip, and by the time you were at Sabrina's the guessing game of what might have happened between Iris and her parents was over.

Sex, as usual, was on the mind but all three of you had been very busy over the last five days. Hell, you personally had had more sex in those five days than you had ever before that summer. You were also going on a trio-date that night, which would inevitably end in bed, so you held off. That didn't stop clothes from coming off though - it was a hot August Sunday. Sabrina stripped down to panties and put on a bikini top, and Gemma matched her with the panties but wore one of your old T-shirts without a bra underneath and tied the bottom hem up to expose more of her midriff. You changed into a pair of loose workout shorts, going commando, and at the girls' insistence about wanting 'eye candy' you went shirtless.

That was when you realized that all the sexual exercise the last few months had leaned you out a touch. It wasn't a big weight loss, and you weren't showing abs or anything, but over time all that sweating and raised heart rate was having an effect.

Best workout regime ever, too.

The girls decided to sunbathe a bit out on Sabrina's balcony, laying out towels, and you spent some time texting with your friends from college. Plans were forming for start-of-the-year parties, and a potential D&D campaign that you unfortunately had a feeling you wouldn't have time for.

When Gemma and Sabrina came back in from the sun, wanting drinks and kisses, you found out that they'd been doing some texting too. Gemma gave you an update from Mallory, who she was still talking to regularly. The sexy MILF reported that she and her husband had found a potential third - another middle-aged woman from their town who had had a rough go of it romantically; her husband had cheated on her with her boss, and the divorce had finalized a few years ago. Mallory said she was sweet and a little innocent, but so far things were progressing. Meanwhile, her daughter had apparently 'fallen in love' with a boy she'd 'hated' in high school, so there likely weren't going to be any more summer flings with tourists. The MILF also sent her love and well-wishes, along with a picture of herself with one boob popped out of her shirt as she lounged in a bikini on the beach. How she took it in the middle of the day with no one noticing you couldn't guess.

Sabrina, meanwhile, had been texting with Amanda. Nothing firm yet, just friendly banter and checking in, but the enormously-endowed girl was staying in the city through to the same time you two were in a couple of weeks so meeting up with her again was on the table.

"When are we leaving for the date again?" Gemma asked after getting one of the Gatorades from the fridge and downing half of it.

"Like, three hours from now," Sabrina said, checking the time. "But we've got that call with Nelli in about thirty minutes."

"Oh, right," you said. "Shit, I completely forgot about that."

"There's been a lot going on," Sabrina assured you. "It's fine. And don't worry, it's just a gorgeous, sweet pornstar. Nothing to stress about."

"You say that like he isn't used to dealing with you," Gemma laughed. "A gorgeous, sweet pornstar that he convinced to fall in love with him."

"I take it back," Sabrina said with a silly grin. "There's a lot to worry about. Try not to get another one of us to fall in love with you too much, baby."

"I'll try," you chuckled. "What'll keep her away? Should I fart really loud, or what?"

Both of them groaned and laughed at the same time.

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