“Becky helped me pick out your anniversary present today,” Lisa said, looking over at Becky with a smirk. “She even helped me wrap it.”
Davis looked back to Becky, intrigued. The light from the windows behind her shone through her skirt, highlighting the space between her legs without actually showing anything. As he stared, a small patch of redness snuck upon both her cheeks. Unable to hold her gaze any longer, he looked back at Lisa, hoping his eyes hadn’t lingered for an inappropriate length of time.
“After all her hard work, I figured taking her to dinner was the least we could do.” Lisa opened the bottle of wine. “Besides…” She loosed a bewitching smile as she filled two glasses. “I was hoping you would want her to see you unwrap it.”
Davis was getting more confused by the minute.”Uhm… I guess that depends on what it is.” He smiled uneasily, knowing the type of presents Lisa had given him in private before. His cock decided to rise rapidly. He shifted closer to the back of the couch, hoping Becky wouldn’t see the swelling in his pants.
“Are you okay?” Lisa asked as she walked past him and into the living room with the two glasses. She handed one to Becky and turned back to face him. She took a small sip from her glass as a wicked grin climbed her face. “You look a little…uncomfortable.”
The two women’s eyes bored into him. His face was on fire. He hoped he wasn’t blushing too badly. He decided to play it off. “Well.” He tried and mostly succeeded at a smile. “When you have two gorgeous, scantily clad women in your living room, something is bound to come up.”
The women giggled at his quip. Their reactions more arousing than embarrassing.
What the hell did they talk about today?
“Well, stop gawking and go get ready,” Lisa commanded. “The sooner we eat dinner, the sooner you can unwrap your gift.” She looked at Becky before they both looked down and giggled again. “I want to give you time to enjoy your dessert…one delicious lick at a time.”
Now Davis was sure he was being excluded from something but he had no idea what it was. He only knew he couldn’t get any harder. He wanted to roll Lisa’s dress up her thighs so badly he couldn’t stand it. Dinner was going to be an eternity. He was going to be rock solid for hours.
“Your wish is my command.” He pretended to tip a nonexistent hat as his cock strained painfully. “Are you sure you won’t join me?” he jested.
Lisa didn’t miss a beat. “Who?” She smiled with mock confusion, switching her gaze from Davis to Becky and back again. “Don’t pretend I didn’t see your eyes burning through her dress.” Her jealousy was all feigned.
“Uhmm…” Again, he had been taken totally by surprise. “That would be you, my love.” His voice cracked as the words barely squeaked free.
“No way,” Lisa quipped. “I’m not going to let you mess up all my hard work.” She snickered, looking at Becky. “I’m not going to let you mess up Becky’s hard work either.” Her eyes lit on Davis’s face again.
Becky put her forehead on Lisa’s shoulder and giggled again.
Davis couldn’t believe what Lisa was saying in front of a stranger. He was dumbstruck. Dumbstruck with a cock that was ready to explode in his pants. “Okaaay…”He drew out the word slowly. “I’ll go get ready.”
“Hurry back,” Becky called sweetly.
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