Surrounded

Absentmindedly following his hand, but also making sure to graze her ass against his fingers, Maxine gave a coy smirk and looked at Adam. "Oooh." She purred, her voice dripping with sexual innuendo as she sighed and sat down.

Thinking he would never wash his hand again, John smirked at the two lads. "Well, now it's a party."

Once seated, Maxine put her glass to her lips and sipped from it, resting her other hand on the table in front of her, before running her fingers over her lips then down over her chest as she enjoyed the warm feeling of her **** seep into her body. "So John, Adam." She said, glancing across the table, "Which one of you are the older and, more experienced?" She asked, now dropping her hand under the table and brushing against John's thigh.

"You really want to know?" Adam asked, chuckling as John shifted in his seat, his cock hardening with the warmth of Maxine's touch as he sought to conceal the obvious bulge he was sporting.

"Neither are more experienced than me." Ben spoke as he shifted in his seat and brazenly placed his hand on her hip.

With her eyes locked on Adam's, Maxine's eyes widened in shock, her cheeks turning a shade of red, and as she slowly regained her composure, a grin curling her lips into a sweet smirk. "Alright then," She said, snuggling backwards into Ben's hand. "Cheeky"

John watched as Maxine dipped her head, a hint of a blush appearing on her cheeks. The last thing he expected was for her to be so flirtatious, even now.

"Drink up," offered Ben, his hand on her glass and raising it to her mouth.

"Oh," she smiled, now not so sure she was as much in control as she would like, but taking the glass nonetheless and sipping it slowly in agreement.

"That's it." Encouraged Ben, happily allowing his hand to drift down her neck and onto her chest.

"Ahem," Maxine gasped, her drink dribbling down her chin as Ben pulled her backwards. "Erm. Steady." She said trying to sit upright but not wanting to cause a scene.

"Shush." Adam groaned as he leant under the table and grabbed at her naked legs. "Ben is more experienced," he smiled arrogantly.

"Shush." Adam groaned as he leant under the table and grabbed at her naked leg. "Ben is more experienced," he smiled arrogantly. "And we all know what you want." John groaned as he turned in his seat and grabbed at her right leg, adjusting Maxine's position and lifting her dress up slightly. "Let's see what I tasted."

"Erm," Maxine hesitantly responded, struggling to get back in control, her legs spread, pussy now on display, breasts in the hands of a stranger and trapped.

"Don't worry sweetheart." John smiled as he turned away, nodding towards the bar.

Looking confused at what was going on, Maxine felt her heartbeat race as Jeffrey shouted, "Last orders!"

"You ruined our dad's life." Adam pipped up, his fingers pressed into her leg.

"Wh-" Maxine tried to reply, before a hand covered her mouth and hushed her **** peas of ****.

"You're a home wreaker. Bitch." Ben cursed as he held his hand firmly over her lips.

Shaking her head no and trying to beg to be let go, Maxine's blood spiked as she heard a familiar voice, saw the lights dim and then heard the door close and lock.