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The two of you head out to shop. A week later, I am nervous as hell, my hands shaking as I see you getting around in your hot dress while I put on some dark jeans and a nice white dress shirt. The doorbell rings. "That's probably Riley and Raegan," I say.
 
I smile and go open the door for them. "Hey, Riley, and you must be Raegan," I say, winking at Riley in her dress. I go over the rules and where everything is for Raegan.
 
I stand nervously silent near the door as the three of you huddle in the kitchen with the baby. I look at both of you in your bandage dresses and think this is going to be incredible. My cock grows hard, and I wonder if I can make it through dinner.
 
I hold the door for my two beautiful dates, watching your asses in your dresses, checking your legs out below. "You girls look amazing," I say, getting your door as Riley gets in the backseat. "We have reservations at Mahogany," I tell you. "And we have the Royal Suite tonight," I smile anxiously.
 
The restaurant seats us in a private booth, where a curtain separates us from the rest of the patrons. I order a carafe of wine and promptly pour you each a glass. My hand shakes as I pour, nearly spilling it on the table. "Sorry," I say. The waiter brings bread and leaves us alone a while. I order a small order of salmon and vegetables, deliberately trying not to eat a ton. I can smell both of you in the close booth. I lean and whisper to you, "Can I touch her?"
 
I smile and chuckle. "Later," I whisper back. I take a sip of wine and wink at Riley and gently rub her foot under the table, having worn flats for this very purpose.
 
I opt to touch you instead, my hand lying on your thigh. Riley grins at your touch and lets you do what you want under the table. "Here's to lovers, all of us," I say, holding up my glass.
 
"Aye, that we are," I say, winking at you each individually. I'm feeling playful and I continue to stroke Riley's foot.
 
I slide my hand up your thigh more, threatening to expose your panties. I can't tell what you are doing to Riley, but she leans in and says, "Don't you think Lynn looks amazing. I want to eat her up." I nod and watch for your reaction.
 
We laugh and finish dinner. "Dessert anyone?" I ask. "Any suggestions?" My hand slides up your thigh again.
 
I order ice cream for you and Riley gets cobbler. I simply finish the wine as the two of you chat. "Can I try your ice cream?" Riley asks, scooting closer to you around the booth, waiting for you to feed her a bite, her hand resting on your hip as she leans toward you.
 
She makes a show of taking the bite, her lips wrapping tight around the spoon as her eyes lock onto yours.
 
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