Blame the wine, Part 2

We found out she had been set up on a blind date by her best friend. And at the last minute her friend had backed out of coming but she decided to test the waters anyway. Such a brave soul, we kidded her. The wine flowed as we talked and flirted.

She scooted closer to me to whisper in my ear how lucky I was to have such a handsome man with me. I winked at her and told her I had no problem sharing. At that moment his face could not have gone anymore crimson had he tried. I laughed and squeezed his thigh.

"Oh come now hun, you know you'd love to be in between her and I." He nodded slowly his eyes wandering between us.

"I think he likes that idea," she teased as she leaned over and kissed the side of my neck while watching him squirm. "Yes he does."

Letting my hand settle on her thigh I licked her lips slowly, tasting her sweetness mixed with the wine. Her fingers curled into my hair as we pressed our lips together. I could feel his hand making its way up my skirt, between my legs.

With a deep breathe I suggested we moved the party upstairs for a bit of privacy.