CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“And then she punched me,” Gabe said.
“She didn’t!” Karen replied, giving them an open-mouthed, scandalized grin that he imagined few people got to see.
“I did…” Liz murmured awkwardly, blushing but also looking like she was enjoying it.
“In the face,” Gabe added.
“Oh, wow. I bet you had a black eye.”
“A bad one. And right before a big date night with three women.”
“Like you fucking didn’t enjoy it,” Liz muttered.
He laughed. “I mean...it was kind of cool to go on a date with three very attractive and wild-looking women, all about a decade older than me, with a black eye. It tells a nice little story.”
“What story does it tell, exactly?” Karen asked.
“Something along the lines of: ‘I have very rough sex with at least one of these women’.”
“Not a bad story,” Liz said.
The conversation came to a lull then. Gabe took stock of the situation.
They’d been here for approaching three hours now, much longer than he had anticipated.
Not that it was a problem. Food was settled, which would make the sex better.
Or at least easier. Fucking on a full stomach often sucked.
Karen seemed very happy, they’d already paid their bill, and it was full dark out now.
“So…” he said, determining that apparently both of them were content to let him transition them all to the next part, “how are you feeling? About going home with us?”
“Great,” she replied. “I already trusted Liz, and I’ve had nothing but good feelings from you. And I triple-checked that everything is good to go. I’m convinced this is safe. If you’ll still have me, then I will be happily escorted to your home.”
“I will so have you,” Gabe replied.
“Me too,” Liz murmured, a touch dreamily.
He knew how she felt.
There was definitely a presence to Karen.
She exuded an air of competence and confidence, even when she was fumbling, which had to be rare for her.
She had slowly grown more relaxed over dinner as they talked about damn near everything, and it had made her even more attractive.
And, at some point that he genuinely could not pinpoint, she had adjusted her dress so that it showed off more cleavage.
Not a lot more, but enough to be noticeable, and she was definitely flashing it at him. At both of them. She’d gotten subtly more flirty as the night went on.
“Well, then. Bill’s paid, there’s no leftovers...let’s do it,” Karen said, rising to her feet.
“Let me text you our address,” Gabe murmured as he got his phone out.
“Oh, she’s coming with us,” Liz said.
“You are?”
“Yeah. I walked here. I live, like, three hundred feet away. Just down the road,” Karen replied.
“Oh, cool then. Let’s go.”
“Someone’s eager,” Liz murmured as they headed out of the restaurant.
“I mean, are you not?” he replied.
“I think we’re all eager,” Karen said.
“I know we’re all eager,” Liz replied.
They hurried out into the chilly night, and got into his car. Karen briefly started getting in the back, but Liz insisted she sit up front. Right as he started the car, Gabe felt his phone buzz. He pulled it out and checked it.
His heart skipped a beat as he realized it was from Kim.
“Oh shit,” he muttered as he opened it up.
“What?” both women asked.
“It’s Kim.”
Hey, sorry for taking so long to get back, I’ve been busy with stuff, but I’m finally free for a little bit. A Valentine’s Day date sounds amazing, honestly. Is there any way I could convince you to move it forward?
“Who’s Kim?” Karen murmured.
“Um...it’s complicated,” Liz replied.
“Old roommate I was into, but she wasn’t into me. We parted ways a couple years back, abruptly reconnected under...unique circumstances very recently, and now she is into me. And, at the very least, sex is on the table for both of us,” he replied as he typed a response.
Awesome! Unfortunately, I can’t move the day. But I’m really looking forward to this.
He almost put his phone away, but saw the little … of her response.
Are you SURE I can’t convince you?
And then, before he could respond: I bet I can.
“Um, wow, holy shit,” he muttered as a picture appeared on the screen.
Her, standing in front of a cracked bathroom mirror, holding a tanktop up and exposing her breasts.
It occurred to him abruptly that if she did join their little harem, (it was not little at this point), then she’d kind of be the one girl with not huge tits.
Which would be absolutely fine with him, but he did wonder if it would bother her.
On the one hand, he didn’t think so, because she seemed so confident, but on the other hand...well, he had learned just how much ‘confidence’ hid.
He’d thought Ellen was confident. He’d thought Chloe was confident. Krystal. Emily. Most of the women in his life, honestly.
And it wasn’t necessarily that they weren’t, but he had been surprised by how many emotional difficulties and insecurities they’d had.
Fuck, she had really nice tits. They were closer to average in size, perky and firm, nice little dark pink nipples.
“Wow, those are really nice tits,” Liz murmured.
“Yeah…” Karen agreed. “Oh, um, was I not supposed to see this?”
“Um...she’ll probably be okay,” Gabe murmured distractedly.
For a moment, he was tempted to accommodate her.
But he knew that wasn’t going to happen.
He hastily replied: You have AMAZING tits and I REALLY appreciate the pic, but I truly can’t.
I’m sorry. I actually had to put a ton of effort into planning all these Valentine’s Day dates, so I can’t really move anything around.
A pause. Then: Oh. Right. You have like ten girlfriends lol well that’s fair. I’ll see you in four days then. And that’s the only pic you’re getting. You’re REALLY LUCKY, Gabe. I’ve never actually sent a nude pic before.
Gabe read the message and felt a curious mixture of emotions. He was extremely grateful and, at the same time, he was tempted to fuck with her, just a little.
He gave in: You know, you’re technically not nude in this pic…
“So what’s happening?” Liz asked as he put his phone away and prepared to drive.
“We’re going on our date day,” he replied.
He had just begun to back out when his phone buzzed again. Curious, (also a little worried, wondering if maybe he’d stepped over a line), he pulled his phone back up.
WHATEVER, LOSER
And another picture accompanied it. Now she was completely naked, or at least she had her pants pulled down lower than he could see. And he saw her vagina and her slim, fit thighs and amazing hips. She had a nice bush of dark hair.
“Oh wow, holy fuck.”
“What? I’m not looking this time?” Karen asked.
He chuckled. “Full frontal nude pic.”
You didn’t actually have to do it! He typed back.
Whatever, I trust you. I don’t care if you show your girlfriends. Just no guys. Also, I want a dick pic.
“Oh, great,” he muttered. “She wants a dick pic. Also says she doesn’t care if you see.”
“Lemme see!” Karen replied immediately. “Wow, that is one beautiful woman...you know, I could help with the dick pic.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes. Just drive,” she said, holding her hand out.
He considered it for a moment, glanced at Liz, who looked eager, and then shrugged and handed her the phone. “Okay.”
“Thank you,” she murmured, setting it aside for a moment and reaching into his lap.
He pulled out and got them started on the drive home as she unzipped his pants. It took her a moment, but she finally got it out. Between her and Liz, and Kim’s nude pics, he was horny. She dug him out and grabbed his phone.
“That’s...a very nice cock,” she murmured as he felt her warm fingers wrap around it.
“Thanks,” he managed, trying to stay focused.
“Mmm-hmm.” A moment went by, then he felt her hand come away, and then she snapped a pic.
“You know, while you’re down there…” he said, mostly joking.
Karen let out a small, frustrated sigh, followed by an awkward chuckle as she straightened back up. “Um, well, I was going to, actually. I haven’t given road head in roughly a decade and a half, but I, uh...can’t.”
He glanced over. She was looking down at her belly. “Oh! That’s fine. I was joking mostly, and I really appreciate that you were willing to.”
“That’s good. Can I send this for you? It came out really well.”
“Sure.”
She passed his phone back a moment later and he put it away in his pocket, given he was driving now.
“This is so exciting,” Karen said.
“It is pretty exciting,” Gabe agreed.
“I went through a phase where I did a lot of crazy shit in my late teens and early twenties. Well...probably not that crazy. Crazy for me. But then I stopped after I almost died being driven home by a friend who was a lot drunker than I realized. I didn’t go back to who I was with my family, but I did calm down a hell of a lot.
And never really got particularly experimental again.
So doing this...feels just the right amount of experimental. ”
“I’d say it is,” Liz agreed. “It’s fun, it’s safe, it’s awesome. You’ve never done it before but you’ve always wanted to.”
“Yeah...how much longer until we get back to your place?”
Gabe chuckled. “About ten minutes.”
She groaned and sat back in her chair.
He knew how she felt.
…
It was clear how eager all three of them were as they got out of the car.
Gabe opened up the door and they headed inside. He got his shoes and coat off, then turned towards the stairs to find Liz blocking his path and Karen heading upstairs.
“Don’t go in the bedroom,” she said, “until we tell you.”
“Um...okay. Any particular reason?” he replied.
“Yes. I’m…” Liz hesitated.
“She’s tying the ribbon on your gift, and I’m helping her,” Karen said.
“Oh. Cool. All right, I’ll wait outside. Where’s everyone else?”
“Waiting in the bedroom,” Liz replied, and then hustled up the stairs after Karen.
Gabe followed, though not quickly, staring at Liz’s huge ass. Man, did he love her ass. It wasn’t just that it was big, it was that it was broad. She had those big hips to support it...goddamn, he was getting horny.
As he walked up to the second floor and stood around waiting, it suddenly occurred to him that he should check his phone. Sure enough, he had a couple of messages from Kim.
Wow, that’s actually a really nice dick, dude.
Also, wait, are you in a car? Who took this?
One of your girlfriends, I’m assuming.
He considered going along with that assumption, then decided against it. Actually, it’s a pregnant chick I’m hooking up with.
The response came almost immediately: FOR REAL!? LET ME SEE!
He laughed. I’ll ask in a minute.
Kim was definitely a lot less reserved than he remembered her being.
But he supposed that made sense. She probably didn’t want to get too friendly and familiar with him given he’d been dating at the time.
He glanced up as he heard someone laugh loudly.
Krystal, and that was her stoned laugh. He heard Ellen giggle.
That was her drunk laugh. They were definitely celebrating.
If Krystal was high, Chloe probably was, too.
Hopefully not too much, they had a date tomorrow.
“Okay, babe, come in!” Liz called suddenly.
Gabe made for the door.