Sex With My Mom's Friends--Brandon and Sasha-- Part 3 - Sex Stories

Sex With My Mom's Friends--Brandon and Sasha-- Part 3

... coming from Brenda and Sasha as they returned from the ladies room. They clearly had enjoyed something about their time away from us. As I made eye contact with Sasha, she was using her hand as a fan, giving me that "cooling off" motion. That told me all I needed to hear. I would get all of the juicy details when we leave the restaurant. Our food arrived before Jeri could quiz Brenda about the trip to the restroom, but Brenda looked as if she had to rearrange both her hair and her clothing. "Brenda," said Jeri, tongue firmly in cheek. "You've simply got to watch out for those new hand dryers in the restrooms. It looks like you had it aimed at the wrong place!" We all laughed as Brenda sat there with a sheepish look on her face, but smiling nonetheless. Our food was terrific, and the service at this place was outstanding. I had eaten here years before, but I don't recall it being this good. Brenda explained that the family who had owned and operated it had brought in a new chef and hostess and gave them complete control of the entire operation. Since then, the place was getting rave reviews from all of the Bay Area newspapers and it was getting harder and harder to get a reservation. I'm sure the owners are thanking their lucky stars that they relinquished the dining aspect of the business. Now they were enjoying record profits. Dessert was nearly as good as it was in Paris, although Jeri said that she had an ice cream and whipped cream thing that she concocted at home that ...

... we had to try sometime. I raised an eyebrow at Jeri when she said this and all she could do was smile and blush. As I enjoyed a cup of coffee, Jeri suggested that we join them at their place. It seems that Brenda had moved in with her, as they tried to convince Mom to get a place they could all share. I looked at Sasha for her reaction to this and she just smiled and nodded her head up and down rapidly. It looked like she found something in that restroom that she wanted more of. "I think that's a great idea," I announced. "I'm sure that Sasha would like to get a look at your place. Can we stop along the way and pick up some wine? I don't like to go empty handed." "If you bring that sweet little girlfriend of yours you can stop and get anything you want," said Brenda. Sasha just blushed and smiled at Brenda's comment. Over strenuous objections from Jeri and Brenda, I took care of the check. When they protested, I told them that they could make it up in hospitality, winking as I said it. We got up and went to our cars. Brenda wanted Sasha to ride with her and let Jeri ride with me, but Sasha declined. "I need a few minutes with Brandon. Besides, I have to show him what wine to get," she said, elbowing me in the ribs and laughing. As soon as we got in the car I asked Sasha what had gone down in the restroom. Sasha smiled and then explained. "Brenda wasn't shy about coming on to me. As soon as I began touching up my lip gloss, she came up behind me and cupped my breasts. When I ...