The worst breakfast of all time

You and Gwen greeted her warmly and Emma smiled and said, ‘Sorry we couldn't go together, but Trent had to go to the gym first.

Oh, no problem, let's have breakfast, I might be hungry,’ Gwen smiled and walked past you and Trent with Emma. Your eyes rested on the beauties' two tight butts, trying to focus only on Gwen's, which wasn't easy as Emma's tight denim shorts were a real eye-catcher and her long, shapely legs were accentuated by the high-heeled sandals.

You sit down at the table next to your girlfriend, while Emma sits opposite you and smiles sweetly at you. With half an ear, you listen boredly as Trent tells you how many pounds he's lifted on the weight bench today, while you hold Gwen's hand and wait for the breakfast you ordered to arrive soon.

‘So, Emma, did you sleep well on your first night in the house?’ asked Gwen curiously, and you were a little nervous that Emma would be quiet.

"Oh, you know, I had a lot of trouble falling asleep, so I went for a little walk and then I fell asleep like a rock. But funnily enough, I had very erotic dreams,’ Emma giggled.

‘Of me, of course, right?’ Trent asked in a self-deprecating voice.

'Of course, babe, who else? Emma smiled until both women burst out laughing. The whole situation was more than awkward for you, but you were relieved by the waitress, who brought the generously filled breakfast plate.

Trent wolfed down his breakfast without a word, while Gwen talked excitedly about today's boat trip. Suddenly you felt a bare foot running along the legs of your shorts and Emma winked seductively at you, luckily your girlfriend was so engrossed in conversation that she didn't notice. Emma's foot pressed gently into your crotch and her stroking movements made your cock get a little hard.

Emma, would you like some of my bacon?’ asked Gwen.

No, thanks, Trent doesn't like it when I eat things he has to give up because of his diet, he thinks my mouth tastes so strongly of it,’ Emma replied, rolling her eyes in amusement.

Unfortunately for you, the beauty sitting opposite you just wouldn't stop teasing your rock hard cock with her foot, making it really hard for you to follow the conversation at the table. Your eyes begged Emma to stop, but her toes wouldn't be appeased while her face wore a playful smile.

Babe, why are you smiling all the time?’ asked Trent in amazement.

Oh, I'm just looking forward to the boat trip, that's all,’ the beauty lied with absolute conviction. You would have believed it yourself if you hadn't realised the real reason for the sugar-sweet smile on her full lips.

You had to endure Emma's teasing touches for minutes while the two beauties talked about fashion. No matter how much you resist, your climax is imminent. But a few seconds before disaster strikes, Gwen asks: ‘Emma, are you coming to the toilet?

A stone fell from your heart as the girls went to the toilet, although there was now a really awkward silence between you and Trent at the table.

"Watch out you loser, make sure you don't lose Gwen, frankly she's far too good looking for you, a real waste! But with any luck your girlfriend will share the bed with me and Emma and spread her legs for me with relish,’ Trent says with an arrogant, cocky grin, showing off his arm muscles with little subtlety.

You just smile silently to yourself as Trent explains the best way to please a woman like Gwen. But after what feels like an eternity, your girlfriend and your fling return from the toilet.

‘So, did you have fun without us?’ Emma asks, to which Trent immediately tells her the lie that he let you in on the secret football tricks. You breathe a sigh of relief when the worst breakfast ever is finally over. You and Gwen got into her car, Emma and Trent got into his.