Dessert.

"Would you like to see the dessert menu?" Sofia asked.

"Yes, please," my wife replied and the waitress handed out the menus.

"The tiramisu looks delicious!" Corrine cooed.

"Yes, I want that!" Stephanie agreed and the rest of the girls nodded.

"I guess that's six tiramisu," I told our waitress.

"I'll be right back!" Sofia smiled.

"I don't know how you girls find the space for dessert!" I chuckled, jokingly patting my belly. "I'm stuffed after all that pasta!"

"There is always space for tiramisu!" Elizabeth retorted.

"I guess I'll have to find a way to burn off all the calories later tonight!" I grinned.

The girls rolled their eyes and groaned, knowing full well what I was implying.

"Anyway, on a serious note," I said, lifted up my glass of water up (I switched to water at the point because I had to drive us all home safely, not wanting to be stopped by a cop again), "Elizabeth and I want to thank all of you for coming for our housewarming party."

"Yes, it was so great to see everyone again!" my wife added. "Cheers!"

"Cheers!" we all replied in unison and tinked our glasses together before finishing off the wine in our glasses. We chitchatted a bit before Sofia returned with the dessert cart.

"Grazie!" we thanked our waitress when she placed the coffee-flavored Italian dessert in front of us.

"Buon appetito!" Sofia smiled and left us to savor the tiramisu.

I stifled my stupid grin and growing erection while I observed the girls softly moan and shudder orgasmically as they savored the dessert.

"Check please!" I waved at Sofia with my credit card in my hand, anxious to go home as soon as possible.