On the Loveseat Ch. 23

"Always thinking with his stomach!" Which surprisingly came from Erin.

"That, or the other thing!" Mom laughed.

"I'm thinking about the other thing too!" Erin joined mom's laughter.

"Ladies, let's get in the car before Erin's parents come out wondering what we are doing out here!" I stated.

"Yes, yes." Mom agreed.

I wasn't sure what the seating arrangements would now be. Mom wanted to drive as this was her outing, but Erin and I wouldn't fit in the passenger seat together. At least, not without messing up each other's clothing before we got to the restaurant! The two of us sitting in the back would feel awkward and still not guarantee neat and tidy clothing!

The women's solution, and the answer to keeping everyone proper, or at least me, was to have me sit in the back alone while Erin sat in the front passenger seat. I sulked at that result, but my anticipation for compensation later eased my discomfort.

Erin wasn't happy with the choice of radio station and flipped it to something more current and a little peppier. She turned the volume up a little, but not enough that it would hinder any conversation. Mom and I were quiet at first but Erin's excitement couldn't keep her silent. She again thanked mom for taking us out for dinner, and then went on to rave about the restaurant. After a lengthy discourse on the menu items that she'd had the numerous times she'd gone, she went on to compliment mom on her outfit again. Mom returned the compliment, telling Erin how spectacular she looked. Erin just scoffed at that. I noticed that neither of them said anything more about my wardrobe. But I guess that was alright, as long as they praised me if and when I was unclothed.

We pulled up to the restaurant and mom actually used the valet service, of which we would normally skip.

I leapt from the back and then paused for a split second with a dilemma. Which door did I open for my girls?

The valet opened mom's door, so I got Erin's. I did see the young guy stare at both of my dates. My chest swelled with pride. Mom and Erin had also noticed the valet's attention and made a show with strutting to the front door like fashion models. I hurried over to open the restaurant's double doors and then took an arm of each of my lovelies to enter the establishment like a king.

I saw that a few of the restaurant's patrons looked up at our entrance as people are wont to do, but more than a few continued to stare longer than what would be polite. It was a nice little ego boost, but not that I needed it. Just being with these two women in public had me strutting like a farmyard cock.

The maître d eyed me and then the women, before mom said we had reservations and gave the man our name. He looked at his book and gestured us into the dining area. I asked the man if there was a waitress named Gretchen working. He stated that there was, so I asked if we could be seated at one of her tables. He swerved as he guided us to a booth on the back wall, near where we had sat when Aunt Jess had been with mom and I. I didn't know if the waitress would remember us, or me.

We sat. I was sandwiched between mom and Erin as I always hoped to be! Seated or sleeping!

It was only a few minutes before the blonde-haired Gretchen came to the table. She greeted us cheerfully and then paused and gave us a double take. I assumed it meant that she recognized me, and or mom. She handed us menus and asked if we wanted something to drink. We all ordered waters. She then turned, paused, and hurried off.

Gretchen returned a few minutes later, surprisingly quicker than I would have expected as the restaurant was about three-quarters full. As she set the three glasses on the table, she looked at mom and then at me.

"You were in here a few months ago, weren't you?" She asked hesitantly.

"More than a few, but yes, we were." Mom answered.

"I remember you ... well the two of you." Gretchen's pale blue eyes flicked from mom to me. "The three of you were pretty memorable that night!"

"Yeah, about that ..." I started.

"I gave you my number, didn't I?" Her tone was innocent with no accusation.

"Yes, you did. I'm sorry about that. I meant to call, but I've had a lot going on." I apologized with a glance to either side of me.

"I can see that." She grinned at me flirtatiously.

"I also just graduated. We're out celebrating." I explained further, to show that it wasn't just because of the girls as to why I hadn't called.

"Graduated? College?"

I don't know if she seemed surprised that I looked so young for college.

"No, high school." I stated.

Erin was unusually quiet during this exchange and it made me a little nervous about what her reaction would be.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I thought you were older." The waitress now seemed to be embarrassed.

I might not have been as old as she thought, but I was still over eighteen. She wasn't that much older than me!

"I'll give you a few minutes to decide and I'll be back." Gretchen stood there for a half second before she walked away.

Erin was glaring at me when I turned to her.

"What?" I asked, unsure of how I should respond. "We were here before I met you. You can't be upset about something that happened before we met."

"I am upset. You didn't call her?" Erin said fiercely. "She is very hot!"

Um.

"Yes, she is. You really should have called her." Mom scolded me too.

"I was busy with school." I said defensively. "And I had this older girlfriend that took up a lot of my time!"

Erin did laugh at that.

We studied our menus and made our decisions. I choose the steak, while the girls each picked different Italian dishes.

Gretchen returned a dozen or so minutes later. As she collected the menus, my eyes did linger on her very large breasts that stretched her white blouse and black vest. I think she noticed my stare but only gave me a smile.

Then to my surprise, though I wondered why I was surprised by anything by that point, Erin spoke up.

"Can I get your number?"

Gretchen paused for a second, clearly also surprised by this.

"Uh, sure. If that's okay with your date here." Gretchen looked at me, then mom, before her eyes returned to Erin.

"Oh, yes, but actually, they are both my dates." Erin said happily.

Yes. I should never be surprised!

"Oh!" Gretchen gasped.

I could see that Erin had really caught the waitress off guard.

Mom covered her mouth with a hand as she giggled.

"I'll go place your orders." Gretchen sputtered, and then was about to leave when she spoke again.

"Can I get you anything else to drink?"

"I'll take some wine. Red." Mom said boldly as if to break the sudden tension.

"Me too." Erin stated.

Gretchen just looked at my girlfriend.

"No, just make that a Coke instead." Erin said without pause.

"I'll have Coke also." I added.

Gretchen then left.

"Jeremy, you really should have called her. Did you see the size of her tits?" Erin leered at me.

How do I answer that? Of course, I saw them, how could I not? But how did I deny that I did to Erin. Or did it even matter? With my spitfire redhead, I shouldn't be surprised if I should somehow end up in a threesome with her and the waitress!

That was an interesting idea!

No. I shook my head. I had more than enough with Jenny and Erin.

"They were nice." I admitted flatly.

"Nice? They are huge. I'm sure you just want to bury your face in those things!" Erin cried out. "Hell, I almost want to myself!"

"I already have two perfect pairs of breasts to bury my face in." I responded diplomatically.

"Good answer." Mom chimed in. "They are nice. I wouldn't tell her no myself."

"Mah ... Jenny!" I corrected myself. We were in public so I had to watch myself.

"We can just dump Jeremy here Jenny, and you and I can go out with our busty waitress!" Erin smiled large at my mother.

"No, we can't do that." Mom defended me. "I do love his ... oral skills. And his ... equipment is more than adequate."

"Yeah, you're right! I guess we're just stuck with you lover." Erin turned to me with those incredible blue eyes shining brightly as she leaned over and kissed me. It started as just a quick one, but as her lips left mine, they then returned and that time they loitered long.

"Hey, you have to share!" Jenny grabbed my arm to pull me away from Erin's luscious lips.

Then mom's lips were merged with mine. Hers were just as luscious!

A hand was suddenly on my thigh. On Erin's side.

Then also on the other side.

I pulled away from Jenny's delicious mouth.

"Oh, no! You two aren't going to do that one again!" I exclaimed.

"Which one dear?" Mom said innocently. Her hand moved closer to my crotch.

"That dinner with Erin's parents! With Grandma Sharon, Grandma Norma, and Grandpa Harold there!"

"Oh. That one." Mom gave me an apologetic look.

"Didn't you like that hun?" Erin grinned devilishly.

"Oh, yes, I liked it, I just didn't like cumming with my grandmother across the table from me. You could mentally scar a guy like that!"

Mom broke out with a loud laugh at my words and Erin was choking with her response.

I batted both probing hands away. Not that I didn't want those wonderful fingers on my still aching dick, I just didn't want them to push me too far. I was on a hair trigger at that moment.

The hands stayed on my thighs but didn't do anything more. Gretchen returned with our beverages then hurried over to another table. The three of us made idle chit chat until our food arrived. It was long past my normal dinner time so by then I was starving. I dug into my steak with gusto as the girls ate more delicately. Gretchen checked on us a few times, refilled our drinks, but kept things professional.

While the three of us were in the middle of our repast, a man I had seen sitting at the bar at the far end of the restaurant came up to our table.

"Hey honey." He said staring at mom. His light brown suit was rumpled and had seen better days.

I could smell the alcohol on him.

"You look amazin' in that dress. Are you lookin' for some fun tonight?"

"Thank you, but I'm fine here." Mom barely looked at the man who was quite large, six foot something and easily three hundred pounds.

"You're very fine honey! I think you could have more fun with me!"

"She's with me." I looked at the man and said firmly.

"You already got this one." He said giving Erin a leering grin. "Besides, this one has to be your mom!"

He reached over and grabbed mom's right upper arm and began to pull it.

"Jenny is my girlfriend too." I stated loudly.

Mom gasped, but I also saw she gave me a loving smile. Erin just giggled, seemingly unaffected by the situation.

The man pulled mom's arm harder so that she had to allow him to drag her from her seat or have her arm wrenched.

That was enough for me!

I stood quickly and gave the man who was much larger than me, a good shove in the chest. He released mom's arm and stumbled a step backward.

"Sir. The lady is with me!" I declared loudly.

The man stared at me as if shocked that I had the nerve to lay hands on him.

"Why you little ..." He said with a red face. He appeared ready to throw a punch and I dreaded what might come next. I had only been in two fights in my whole life, both long before high school. I might get trounced, but I was still ready to stand my ground.

I was saved by the waitress, as Gretchen rushed up and stepped between us.

"Are you bothering these people Richard?"

"I was just asking the babe here if she wanted to have some fun." He glared at me, but then apologetic at Gretchen.

"I think you should leave them alone. The lady already has a date." Gretchen gave me a look.

Gretchen grabbed Richard's arm and tugged him away from our table.

"I think you've had enough for tonight." She told the man.

His free hand reached out and grabbed Gretchen's ass as she gently guided him away.

"I'm going to call you a cab."

They were a dozen steps away when I heard Richard whine to Gretchen.

"The kid has two girls. He doesn't need two!" He then stumbled a step as Gretchen steered him towards the entryway. She looked back over her shoulder at us and gave a sympathetic smile.

With things now settled down, Jenny and I returned to our seats. Nearby patrons that had been watching the commotion returned to their own meals.

"My hero." Mom said and kissed my cheek, then wiped at the smear she had left.

"That guy would have creamed you!" Erin said far too happily.

"I didn't care. He can't go putting hands on my girls!"

"On your girlfriend?" Jenny questioned me with a bit of teasing.

"Yes. On either of my girlfriends!" I stated firmly, even as I knew that mom was being cautious about our relationship and being out in public.

"Well, you're my hero too!" Erin said and gave me a kiss on the opposite cheek. She left her mark there without wiping off the lipstick.

We resumed our meal and after a dozen minutes or so Gretchen returned.

"I'm so sorry about that!" She apologized.

"Richard is kind of a regular here. He never eats, he just sits at the bar drinking and hits on women. Most of the staff would like to see him gone, but the management allows it because he runs up a big bill. He doesn't usually cause trouble like that." She clarified.

"It's okay. No one got hurt." Mom smiled back at the young blonde.

"I'm still so sorry. He's gone now, so he won't be bothering you anymore."

"No, thank you for stepping in and taking care of things." Mom said graciously.

"I might have been able to take him." I stated defiantly.

"Sure, you could have dear." Jenny gave me a maternal smile that said otherwise.

"He would have creamed you hun." Erin said bluntly.

"Thanks for your faith in me!" I turned to her in disbelief.

"I have faith in you, but you would have been roadkill."

"It's a good thing that you look so hot right now, and that I love you so much!" I told Erin.

"I love you too Jeremy." Erin gave me a large smile.

"Again, I'm sorry for the trouble. Enjoy the rest of your meal." Gretchen said and walked away.

I had almost forgot our waitress had still been standing there!

As I was nearly done and the girls still had a good portion to go, I snuck a hand up Erin's skirt, inside her panties, and put a finger in her already damp pussy. A few minutes of fingering her and then I sampled her flavor. She grinned and mom gave us a suspicious stare. Like she didn't know what I had done. To prove it, I did the same to her also. Jenny was just as damp as Erin, or even moreso. And just as delicious when I tasted her on my fingers!

Gretchen did return again and asked if we would be interested in dessert. The girls' eyes lit up, but then they both declined. I debated for a moment but also said no. I had just sampled the two sweetest things that I knew!

We all finally finished, I gave a loud belch that drew glares from my girls, and shortly afterward, Gretchen appeared with the bill. Before she could hurry off, Erin spoke up.

"Could I get that number now?"

"Um, sure." The waitress answered. She pulled out a piece of paper that she took orders on and scribbled her number on it and started to hand it to me, but Erin intercepted her hand.

"If you're ever without two girls," Gretchen barely glanced at Erin, "You can still give me a call."

That was a surprise given her reaction when she found I had just gotten out of high school! Or it was just that with our antics the last time Jenny and I had been here, and that I had had two women with me both times that added to her attraction!

I saw that the busty blonde Gretchen had seen Erin pocket the slip of paper. I said nothing but gave Gretchen a smile and a nod.

Mom had pulled out dad's credit card and handed it over.

"Give yourself a nice tip dear." Jenny smiled sweetly at the waitress. Or was it seductively?

"I don't know ..." Gretchen looked at the small plastic card as if it was on fire.

"Please. You deserve it. You've been very nice. And helpful." Mom said in a tone that couldn't be denied.

"Thank you." And she turned and was gone again.

I gave mom a curious look.

"She certainly helped with that man and has been a really great waitress." Mom said almost too defensively. "Besides, Justin is paying."

That seemed a bit too cavalier when they were supposedly doing so much better.

"And she is very nice to look at also!" Erin added with a laugh.

"Yes, but that has nothing to do with her gratuity." Mom's eyes said otherwise though.

We were done there and I was in a hurry to see what else the night would bring.

"Are we ready to go then?" I said as I stood.

The women looked up at me.

"Are you in a hurry to be somewhere?" Jenny asked suspiciously.

"Yes." I said simply.

Mom smiled almost beatifically.

"I guess we can go then." She stood with a tug at her hem to assure its coverage. She then pulled her wrap back around her shoulders.

Erin rose just as Gretchen returned with the bill and dad's card. Mom gave the slip a quick signature after glancing at the total.

"Thank you again dear. Everything was wonderful." Mom said cheerfully.

"Well, not everything, but your welcome. Please come again. It's always so interesting when you come in!" Gretchen indicated mom and I as she spoke.

Erin did give me a suspicious look at that, but I said nothing in explanation.

We exited the restaurant and the same valet was there and gave Jenny and Erin stares before darting across the parking lot to retrieve our car.

"What should we do now? I feel like dancing." Jenny asked.

"We could go to that nightclub we went to before with ... before." I answered with almost a slip in revealing my aunt's involvement.

"That would be nice." Jenny said with a look over to Erin.

"How about we go to the club?" Erin asked.

I knew where she meant.

"Does that place even have a name?" I asked over Erin's bare shoulder.

"Not that I have ever heard, but I'm sure it has to have one on some document somewhere." Erin glanced back at me.

"Where's this?" Jenny looked at me in the rearview mirror.

"Just a club, very ... eclectic. It's nice, but ... very different." I tried to describe the place. You just had to experience it for yourself.

Erin gave mom the directions and in a short time we pulled in to the lot. I of course had to pay the parking fee. That same man with the missing teeth gave me a curious look, then a wide crooked smile. I ignored him. Mom looked at us both as she got out of her car cautiously.

"Are you both sure about this?" She looked up and down the street. Then studied the wall with the religious graffiti on it that somehow was proof against gang tags.

The neighborhood was just as busy as it always appeared to be. Music boomed from nowhere in particular.

"I know it doesn't look like much, but just wait." I calmed her.

I slipped an arm around both of their waists and strode towards the door like a king again.

Hervé was at the door and I had to wonder if the large Hispanic man was ever anywhere else.

"Erin. Jeremy." He greeted us with a friendly smile. Of course, his eyes were drawn to Jenny in her shimmery short blue dress. Even then, I also had to give my gorgeous Jenny a once over myself. "Who's your nice-looking friend?"

"Hervé, this is Jenny. Jenny, Hervé." I introduced them. "He's big and a bit scary, but he's okay."

Hervé growled at me and I hoped it was for show.

Erin laughed and rubbed the man's bulging bare arm.

"Herv is a teddy bear!"

A teddy bear that was six foot four and built like a brick shithouse!

I reached for my wallet again.

"Put it away kid, tonight's on me for introducing me to this lovely gem!" The bouncer/doorman reached over, took one of mom's hands, and kissed her knuckles gallantly.