No room for dessert

Grace seemed to somehow be in an even better mood than she had been before if that seemed possible and while you were momentarily catching your breath, you still pulled your jeans back up and got yourself looking presentable as soon as you could.

“I don’t think I could eat another bite” Grace teased, running a finger along her lips to check there wasn’t any of your cum left.

“Can’t believe you didn’t leave any for me” Emma added, shooting her mom a smile before she scanned the surroundings again.

You did a quick look around to confirm you were in the clear and only then did you and Emma feel like you could relax. It felt somewhat like the roles were reversed while Grace was in her excitable state and you and Emma were now watching over her, but the fact that she could act like this showed that she had some sense of trust in you. One that you couldn’t help but feel good about.

The way to get her back to normal would most likely have to wait until you got back up to the room and it seemed Grace’s mood was becoming infectious as Emma also seemed raring to go back to somewhere more private.

“Shall we head back up then?” you suggested, checking to make sure everyone’s glasses were empty before you asked.

“Sure!” Emma quickly replied, eager to get going.

“You two seem to be in a rush so… Fine let’s head back up” Grace said, watching for your reactions as she waited a little longer to reveal her answer.

With the way the waitress had left you without mentioning the bill, you assumed they would have charged your room if you didn’t pay now but going to find them first seemed like the better option.

You let the two of them out first as you had been sandwiched in the middle, now noticing the lack of contact with them before you shook yourself out of it and followed behind.

The fact that staying close to them had had that effect on you was only one part of why you got stuck in your own head as you realised Grace couldn’t be far off her level up now. Now wasn’t the time to check your phone but she had been around the hour mark before the meal and with her staying stuck to your side for basically the entire time, she had either passed the threshold or was about to.

You were itching to check your phone to confirm but you stopped yourself as the three of you made your way towards the desk where you could pay for the meal. You could now see that there were only a few people left eating once you were out of the booth so you were able to find your waitress standing at the desk without having to interrupt her with another table.

“Hi! You all ready to head on out or is there anything else I can get you?” she asked, looking happy to see you in a way that didn’t feel like a **** smile.

“Is it possible to get a bottle before heading up to our room or would we need room service for that?” Grace asked before you could say anything.

“Certainly we can do that for you. Have you got any preference?” she asked, starting to hand over a drinks menu from the pile they had ready on the desk.

“Oh I’m fine with what I had before so I’ll have…” Grace replied as she scanned the menu.

You had no idea what she had in mind but you knew her priority wasn’t to drink a whole bottle to herself once you got up to the room, making you suspicious about what she was up to.

Grace picked out what she wanted and paid for the bill, taking the lead with the bottle in hand as you all headed for the elevator.

“You planning on celebrating?” you asked once you had pressed the button to head up to your floor.

“You’ll see” Grace hinted, not revealing any more than she wanted to before she turned to face the door.

Grace stood closest to the door with her back to you as if she would refuse to answer any more questions but it did give you a chance to signal to Emma. At first she shrugged as she had no idea what her mother was up to but then she realised you were trying to tell her something else.

You pointed to your phone in your pocket and then to Grace, trying to convey that you thought she was close to her fourth level by holding up four fingers. The excited smile on her face gave away that she understood but now you could tell you’d have to manage the both of them being in unstable moods.

You quickly reached your floor after that and the both of them were quick to get to the room, Grace eyeing up Emma when she saw how much of a rush she was now in, stopping at the door and pausing before they went inside.

“I know why I’m happy to get back in but why are you?” Grace asked, purposefully blocking the door so Emma had to answer.

“Why wouldn’t I be? You clearly have something planned and I’m already getting excited after watching you two downstairs. Now, come on!” Emma responded, trying to urge Grace to open the door.

Grace didn’t need any more convincing than that as she got the door unlocked and let Emma inside, encouraging you to go in with a wave of her hand before she closed and locked the door behind her.

Emma went and sat down on the edge of the bed and started taking off her shoes and socks to get more comfortable, deciding to do the same as you sat down beside her.

Grace started messing around looking through the cupboards that you had in your room as if looking for something before pulling out some wine glasses, setting 3 of them down on a countertop for what you assumed was one for each of you.

“You got any idea?” you quietly asked Emma, throwing your shoes off to one side once you had them off.

“No clue.” she replied, turning to look your way before she carried on a little quieter.

“Did you mean at 4 or close to 4?” she vaguely asked, referring to Grace’s level after what you had said in the elevator.

“I’m not sure but I don’t think we’ll have to guess after this” you replied, realising your charades in the elevator hadn’t been specific enough.

You still didn’t know what Grace had in mind but she filled up each glass the normal amount and then tried to equally get rid of the rest of the bottle to empty it, each glass getting a bit too close to the top but she did manage to accomplish it. She re-corked the empty bottle and turned back to you with it in hand, seeing you were still confused as you had watched her.

“You both ready?” she asked, giving you a moment to try and decipher what her goal was.