Dinner

Kenny flinched when he heard Amy call him down for dinner. He had just discovered the black satin thong on his bed and was trying to work out what it meant. Was she testing him? Did she notice that he had taken the other pair? He thought he had done a good job of sneaking them into the laundry but there was a chance that she noticed. Had he just been busted he would have been in a blind panic but he had to face the real possibility that had left them there for him. That also made him panic but in a whole new way.

He shoved the panties under his pillow and headed down to the dining room. He froze as he saw Amy, she was still dressed as he saw her earlier. Did that mean that she was not wearing any? Her skirt was short, they nearly all were and she might be completely bare under there. He felt his cock beginning to stir.

“Are you alright Kenny?”

The voice made him jump and he turned to see Peter sitting at the table. He had totally missed him having been so laser focussed on Amy. He made up an excuse to cover his weird behaviour. “I was just thinking I had forgotten something,” he said and he noticed Amy give him a surprised look. Oh no, she thinks I’m referencing her panties, he thought. “My phone, I thought I’d left it upstairs,” he added. Amy smiled, at least she didn’t seem angry.

Kenny sat at the table and Peter made polite chit chat, asking about his classes and Kenny told him about the project he had been working on earlier as Amy brought in the casserole. Kenny couldn’t help but glance at Amy’s skirt as she moved about, hoping to get some clue as to whether she had put on new panties or if she was bare.

After Amy sat down and dished up she said to Kenny, “I’ve been really enjoying that game you suggested.”

“It’s a good one, isn’t it? Have you finished any of the routes yet?” said Kenny, happy for a conversation to distract him from thinking about her crotch.

“I ended up doing the teacher route first. I was totally drawn in by the idea of the teacher and the student. It was so naughty and forbidden.”

“It doesn't sound terribly appropriate,” Peter chimed in.

“Don’t be boring,” she accused him. “I bet you would have slept with one of your teachers given the chance.”

“Ha, all my teachers' were old crones, at least, that’s how they looked to me at the time. Thinking back I’m sure at least a couple would have been handsome older women but nothing I found attractive.”

“Looks like you had your preferences straight even back then. No old crones for you, just nubile younger women. What about you Ken-ken? Did you have a crush on a teacher?”

“There was this English teacher. I never had her, unfortunately, but she was really pretty and all the boys talked about her.”

“Ooh, lewd locker room talk?” asked Amy, enthusiastically.

“Pretty much.”

“I bet you boys said all sorts of filthy things about the girls.”

“Some boys did,” said Kenny.

“Aww, were you too shy to join in?”

“I tried once but they called me a creep.”

Amy looked cross. “That is so mean. I bet they were saying far worse things than you did, right?” Kenny nodded. “Ugh, I hate that. Anyway, I loved the end where they stopped having sex because she couldn’t stop her feelings for him and they nearly got caught but then he turns up at her door the day he graduates. It was so romantic and sexy.”

“What sort of game is this?” asked Peter, looking confused.

“It’s basically an erotic novel,” said Amy bluntly.

“I see,” said Peter, not knowing what to say about that but interested in the fact that Kenny had introduced his wife to some form of erotic content.

“After that playthrough, I decided to go for Rin,” Amy went on.

“The gyaru girl? I wasn’t sure about that storyline,” said Kenny.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, it’s a great fantasy, the boring nobody getting with the hot, sexy, confident girl but it feels a bit far-fetched. I mean, your love rival is this tall, handsome, fashionable guy but she ends up with the pretty bland main character.”

“What are you talking about? She ends up with the main character because she likes him. It's as simple as that.”

“Maybe. I’m just not sure I’ve ever seen the pretty girl go for the plain guy when there are more outgoing and better-looking options.”

“Of course, it happens, look at us.” Amy gestured to herself and Peter.

“Yeah, but Peter is handsome and successful. It’s not the same thing.”

“You are right, he is handsome,” said Amy, stroking Peter’s cheek.”

“Thank you, dear,” said Peter, holding Amy’s hand to his face before turning to Kenny. “Kenny, don’t play yourself down. You are a perfectly normal-looking young man. Success takes time. I was certainly no lady's man in my youth. I was well into my twenties before I had my first girlfriend but it gave me time to work on myself. Diet, exercise and focus and I am sure that one day a beautiful woman will take notice of you.”

“I suppose so,” said Kenny glumly.

“Darling, I think you just made it worse,” giggled Amy. “Don’t worry Ken-ken, you can count on your auntie Amy to help you out.” She gave him a big thumbs up and Kenny couldn’t help but laugh.

Dinner went on with less troublesome chat and Keny even forgot about the panties until he got back to his room. He shoved his suitcase in front of the door to slow down Amy but she didn’t tend to come in at this time of the evening. He hurried out of his trousers and lay on his bed. He reached under his pillow, any worries about why they were there had gone as he lifted them up to his note and took a deep sniff, his cock in his other hand.

Downstairs, Amy and Peter were clearing up from dinner. “You are playing adult computer games with him now are you?” said Peter as he filled the dishwasher.

“Yes, why?” asked Amy.

“You never said anything about it.”

“I didn’t mention it because it wasn’t important. I asked him what he was playing and it turned out it was an adult game. I thought it looked interesting and got into them. It’s no different from reading Fifty Shades of Grey so I didn’t bother saying anything. If I was trying to hide it I wouldn’t have talked about it at dinner would I?”

“You might,” said Peter. “If you thought it would turn me on,” he added with a slight smile.

Amy pressed herself against him. “Did it turn you on?”

“A little,” he said, snaking his hands around her slim waist.

“That wasn’t my intention but I’m pleased it did. I needn’t have bothered doing the thing I did to actually turn you on.”

“Oh yes, and what was that?” he asked with a smile.

Amy took his hand off her waist and slid it down her side until it met the bare skin of her thigh before sliding it up, under her skirt and between her legs. She gasped a little as his fingers came into contact with her sex.

“You bad girl, no panties and you are so wet,” said Peter as he rubbed her lips.

“It’s been a very stimulating afternoon,” she purred and she unzipped his trousers and stuck her hand in. “That feels more than a little turned on.” she pulled it through the fly and began to sensuously stroke it with her long-nailed fingers. “You are definitely over your little problem.”

“Thanks to you.”

“Are you sure about that? Maybe it’s Kenny you should be thanking,” she teased.

“What do you mean?”

“You have to admit that it only improved when Kenny showed up.”

“I’m not attracted to Kenny.”

Amy laughed and Kissed Peter on the mouth. “You can be so dense. I don’t think you are attracted to Kenny but you like how he looks at me.” She sunk to her knees and examined his cock. “It’s been a while since I did this,” she said and wrapped her lips around it.

“You are right, it has been a while. God, that’s good.”

She smiled up at him. “Admit it. You like him looking at me,” she said before sucking hard on the tip.

“Ah, okay, I admit it. I like him looking at you. You are so beautiful, I like it that someone gets turned on by you.”

“I think you like me teasing him too, don’t you?”

Peter had to clutch the kitchen counter behind him as she skillfully teased his cock with her tongue. “Yes. You are becoming even sexier as you tease him. Like tonight, taking your panties off.”

“Do you want to know where I left them?”

“Where?”

Amy stood up, led Peter to a chair and sat him down. She pulled down his trousers and underwear. She climbed onto his lap and hovered with the tip of his cock brushing against her wet slit. “I need to give you a little background.” She eased herself onto him and gave a satisfied groan as he filled her. “After my little strip show, I couldn’t find a pair of my panties.” She began to work her hips on him as she spoke. “Do you know where they went?”

“Kenny took them,” grunted Peter.

“Yes, he did. That bad boy took a pair of my panties but I had just taken them off in front of him, he probably wasn’t thinking straight.” Her body moved in a wave but her clothes obscured the lithe motion of her figure.

“I don’t think I could have thought straight if I’d seen you naked at his age.”

“You sometimes struggle to think straight even now or did you always mean to **** me in that back alley?”

“I wasn’t ****, you were very willing,” said Peter, looking startled.

“Shh, don’t spoil my little fantasy. I found the panties that night when we got home. They were in the laundry basket. And guess what.”

“What?”

“They were covered in his cum.” Peter’s hand grabbed Amy’s thigh and gripped it hard as he was experiencing some wave of feelings. “Oh, darling, I can feel you throbbing inside me. Does the thought of him cumming on my panties turn you on?” He didn’t reply. She could tell that he wanted to take out his feelings on her but he was holding back. She could tell he was close but wanted to finish her story. “I was laying on his bed today playing my game and it got to a sexy part and I got all turned on. I took off my panties behind his back and left them on the bed. I bet he is up there right now, his face buried in them. He knows what I smell like when I’m aroused, darling. He knows the smell of my pussy.”

She had pushed him over the tipping point and he growled as he grabbed ahold of her and shot his load inside. She slowly worked her hips still, teasing the last bits of pleasure out of him. She smiled down at him and said, “You see, as much as you say it’s me that helped you, it’s Kenny who you should be thanking.”