Their Handsome Young Shadow

"He's lucky, that's for sure," Theresa softly said to the envious maitre d as the three of them were led to their table.

"Definitely," Jennifer added, before she and Theresa turned away, burst into soft laughter and followed their waiter to their seats.

The jealous maitre d shook his head. He always assumed Theresa and Jennifer would end up fucking their young man. The maitre d assumed the guy would end up in bed with the two older beauties. The maitre d was correct.

A number of men and women watched Steven, Theresa and Jennifer as they ate. It was clear the three of them were out together on a date, but it was such a curious sight. How was it possible for a teenage male to be out to dinner with not just one, but two gorgeous older women?

One elderly man just couldn't take his eyes off the three anomalies. He pointedly refused to converse with his wife and his adult children over dinner. He sat there with a glass of scotch in hand, his a la carte meal growing cold in front of him and just stared at Steven, Theresa and Jennifer. He watched as the two females, sitting at a table in the corner of the large room, with the moody lighting, buttered up their 18 year old prey and completed the groundwork for the sex which would come later on.

The older man couldn't help but leer. He was a regular diner and he had seen Jennifer and Theresa before in his favorite restaurant. The two women always came together. They were always dressed to kill and they were always out on a date with a male in his late teens.

The elderly man often wondered who Theresa and Jennifer were. He assumed the two females were high school teachers and the boy they were having dinner with was one of their students. The older man didn't have any evidence to support his belief, but he sensed it. The two women carried themselves with some authority and young guy seemed to defer to the two ladies.

The dinner was wonderful and true to form Jennifer and Theresa both took hold of a laughing Steven's hands and dragged him through the open front door on their way out of the restaurant. Theresa just couldn't help herself - she blew the maitre d a kiss, winked at him and batted her long eye lashes at him.

"Shameless," the maitre d whispered, before shaking his head, "how utterly shameless."

"I love giving that guy a bit of a stir up," Theresa said as the three of them stepped out onto the curb amidst the busy and bustling Saturday night crowd, "he's always such a stuffed shirt and so judgmental at times."

"Uh huh," Jennifer said, turning and ready to go watch the film they had planned to see.

Steven, Theresa and Jennifer bought tickets and sat in the darkest row towards the back of the cinema. The theatre was almost empty as they looked around and took their seats. The three of them got another curious and envious look from the older male they bought their movie tickets from. Jennifer was the one to blow kisses this time, at their jealous ticket seller, as the three of them walked inside.

"I feel so overdressed for this," Jennifer said, "maybe we should just go out dancing or better still just go back to Steven's place right now."

Theresa laughed. Steven grinned and his eyes lit up.

"Sounds like a plan, you over the top sex maniac, but we're here now and I haven't seen a movie in ages so let's tough it out. Here, sit in the middle between us, so we can both molest you, Steven," Theresa said matter of factly, while carrying a large box of popcorn.

"Well it is dark in here and there aren't too many people," Jennifer said, "so we can make out. That'll be fun."

Steve grinned. He took his seat. Jennifer and Theresa sat down on either side of him. Theresa grabbed a handful of popcorn and popped it in her mouth and then offered the box to Steven. The light faded away and the film started.

The 18 year old flinched when it happened. He was expecting something to start, but he wasn't expecting it to begin only two minutes into the movie. He was the male. He assumed he would be required to make the first move. He had been psyching himself up to run an arm around both women or at least try and hold their hands.

Theresa was munching on more popcorn and watching the movie when Jennifer discreetly ran her eyes over the rows of seats around them and then carefully turned to her 18 year old student. She reached out and placed her hand on Steve's upper thigh. He gasped. He turned to gaze at Jennifer in the dark. She smiled at him. She moved closer to Steve. He gazed at her beautiful mouth. Jennifer closed and parted her lips. Jennifer softly stroked Steve's leg.

Theresa heard her pupil gasp. She stopped pressing more popcorn in and turned her head. Theresa grinned. She set the box of popcorn down on the empty seat next to her. She turned back to Steven and Jennifer.

"Hmmm what's going on here I wonder," Theresa asked, still chewing popcorn, moving in close to Steve.

"What does it look like," Jennifer whispered across at her colleague.

"Like you're getting all friendly with our guy," Theresa said.

"Well yep, that's what's going on."

The 18 year old reached out. He ran one arm around Jennifer's shoulders and he ran his other arm around Theresa. The two teachers softly laughed and moved in even closer.

Theresa reached out and placed her hand on Steve's chest. She slid her palm over him. She suddenly unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt and then slipped her fingers inside. She ran her hand over his bare hairless skin while he looked down and trembled.

"Oh my God," Steve whispered, while the two women softly laughed and watched him.

"Do you like that, honey," Jennifer asked him, her lips just brushing Steve's sensitive ear, before she moved her hand an extra inch to the right and placed it on Steve's hard cock. "Do you like her touching you like that?"

"I'm sure he loves it, Mrs. Doyle," Theresa whispered. "I'm sure he'll just love this as well."

"Steven?"

"Yes, yes, I love it," Steve hissed as Theresa leant in, pressed her lips and then the tip of her tongue into her student's ear, while her fingertips trailed down Steve's hard belly.

"And do you love it when I tickle your penis," Jennifer continued, her face just inches from Steve's face. "Hmmm...?"

Steve was about to say something, but Jennifer slowly ran her free hand along Steve's jaw-line, closed her eyes as she leant in and kissed her student on the lips. Steven gasped. He sighed. He closed his own eyes and kissed his teacher back.

"The two on one tutoring seems to be going well," Theresa said after she had withdrawn from Steve's ear and then began kissing his neck. "I'm sure you'll appreciate the educational value of all this, young man."

Jennifer and Steve kissed each other passionately in the dark cinema as the movie played on the big screen and the sounds of the film filled the theatre. Jennifer ran her fingertips and her fingernails up and down the underside of her student's shaft. She carefully circled the oozing point of Steve's cock through his pants and underwear. She ran her hand around the back of Steve's head as their kiss grew deeper.

Steve's beautiful history teacher sighed in his mouth as Steve reached out with his free hand and began crushing and rubbing Jennifer's breast through her sheer sexy top. Then a moment later he took his hand off his teacher's boob, placed it on her thigh, slid his warm palm along her leg, under her short tight skirt and into her lace underwear. Jennifer gasped and broke into another long sigh. For a moment she took her hand off Steve's dick. She cradled the sides of Steve's face in her palms and kissed him.

"Hey, let me have a go," Theresa whispered.

Jennifer broke the kiss. She suddenly reached down with both hands. She undid Steve's pants. She pulled Steve's zipper down. She made Steve lift his hips as Theresa made Steve turn slightly towards her. Steve quickly pulled his hand out of Jennifer's underwear. Theresa lunged at him and their mouths softly collided as Jennifer pulled his pants and his underwear down his legs.

"Nice," Jennifer whispered as the 18 year olds large hard cock bounced into view, before she turned and started scanning the cinema. Nobody was watching them. Nobody was aware of what was going on in the dark row behind them. All eyes were on the big screen.

Theresa meanwhile was quickly undoing the remaining buttons on Steve's shirt as they kissed. It only took a few seconds to get Steve's shirt open. She pulled the shirt apart and ran her hands over Steve's chest. The 18 year old squeezed Theresa's breasts.

"God, I want to do him right now," Jennifer hissed, abruptly standing up, reaching under her skirt and dragging her lace panties down and off.

Theresa and Steve broke their kiss. They turned to Jennifer, who was all set to swing a leg over Steve, mount him, get his hard dick set in place and then sit down on it in the cinema.

"Here kid," Jennifer softly stated, throwing her underwear at the startled looking 18 year old, "a souvenir for you."

Theresa gasped and laughed. She quickly ran her eyes around the theatre. No one was watching them still. Steve meanwhile reached out as Jennifer advanced on him. He placed the palm of his hands on his history teacher's hips as she positioned and readied herself. He stared up at Jennifer. She reached under and took Steve's dick in her hand. Steve could feel his oozing tip rubbing against Jennifer's dripping pussy.

"Oh my God, Mrs. Doyle," Steve hissed.

"No, not here," Theresa fiercely whispered, "there are cameras everywhere here. I saw them when we walked in. We'll get caught for sure. C'mon, let's just get out of here. We'll go back to Steven's place."

"Seriously, are you seriously fucking saying," Jennifer softly whined, looking at her colleague and then at Steve, before Theresa cut Jennifer off.

"Steven, are you sure we can all go back to your place? Your father really won't mind? I mean we can book a hotel room for the night in the city and avoid the hassle."

"No, no my dad says it's okay. He doesn't mind at all. He told me so."

Theresa and Jennifer looked at each other. Steve's history teacher was all set to impale herself on her student's cock.

"Jen," Theresa insisted.

"Oh Jesus fucking Christ," Jennifer hissed, breathing hard and withdrawing from her student. "Okay, okay, we'll do it your way, Theresa. Let's leave this shitty movie and go back to Steven's place then. I'm going to be so pissed though if I don't get really well laid tonight!"

***

The three of them were in a car. Jennifer was at the wheel. It was her dark sleek sedan she was driving. Jennifer was constantly looking in the rear vision mirror, shaking her head and grinning. Steve and Theresa were sitting hard up against each other on the back seat in the shadows. They were both absorbed in each other. They were oblivious to Jennifer and the journey to Steve's place.

Theresa had unbuttoned Steve's shirt, pulled it open and made Steve's nipples hard by leaning in and eating them while Jennifer laughed. Theresa had caused the skin on Steve's torso to tingle by running her hands over his chest, sides and abdomen over and over again.

"You two are making me very jealous," Jennifer stated, swiftly changing lanes, not looking back at the good looking young man and her female friend and colleague. "I knew I should have made you drive tonight, Theresa so I could have sat in the back and groped Steven."

Theresa didn't say anything. She gently ran her slim fingers through Steve's hair. She and Steven were making out on the back seat of Jennifer's car. Jennifer could hear the soft sound of smacking lips and the gentle hiss of air being dragged in and expelled by the teenage boy and the sexy older woman as Jennifer pressed her foot down on the accelerator causing the car to leap forward. They finally left the slow moving city traffic behind them. There was a break in the passionate kiss.

"Oh my God," Steve whispered, looking up to see the reflection of Jennifer's face in the rear vision mirror. Jennifer was watching him and grinning at him.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Steven," Jennifer asked, while Theresa grinned at him. "How is the tutoring going, hmmm? Is it instructive?"

"Yes, Miss," Steven whispered, "I love it!"

The two women both softly laughed.

Horny distracted young Steve sighed as Theresa leant in, ate his ear and gently tickled the large bulge in his underwear through his pants. Steve closed his eyes, sighed and held her tight. She exhaled in his ear. She softly scraped her long hard lacquered fingernails over the underside of his knob and his long thick shaft.

"Here, let me get my hand in there," Theresa whispered, after breaking the kiss. "I'll give it a squeeze, but don't you cum in my hand."

Steven grinned. His eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped. He looked down at his lap as Theresa reached down, undid his pants and pulled the zipper down on Steve's trousers. Jennifer brought the car to an abrupt stop at a set of traffic lights. She turned in her seat and watched Theresa do her thing.

"Bitch," Jennifer whispered, jokingly, while she watched Theresa drag Steve's zipper down and then nimbly worm her fingers inside Steve's underwear.

"Awww shit," Steven muttered, looking urgently up at Jennifer and then turning his head and gazing into Theresa's eyes, his face just inches from hers.

"You like that, Steven," Theresa whispered as she carefully choked and stroked Steve's long hard cock with her slim hand.

Steven was silent for a moment. He closed his eyes. Theresa turned her head and grinned at Jennifer. Theresa was rubbing Steven's oozing pre-cum covered tip and the underside of Steve's dick with the flat part of her sliding thumb as her soft warm palm swept up and down her student's shaft.

"I think he likes it, Mrs. Doyle," Theresa whispered, turning back to look at Steven with a hungry expression on her shadowy face.

"I think he does, Mrs. Richmond, I think he loves it," Jennifer said.

"Let's see if I can get a moan out of him," Theresa whispered.

Steve opened his eyes. His two sexy teachers were watching him with a soft smile.

"Are you going to give us a groan, Steven?"

Suddenly a shrill horn blast from behind their car made Jennifer turn back to the steering wheel. The lights had changed to green.

"Damn, damn, damn," Jennifer hissed unhappily, before stomping on the accelerator.

Theresa and Steve softly gazed into each other's eyes. Theresa stroked him. She leant in and sealed his mouth with her own. She drove her tongue inside. Jennifer could hear her colleague and their student making out on the back seat.

Jennifer could see glimpses. She could see flashes of the action taking place behind her. Steven had placed his hand on Theresa's leg. He had run his fingers along her thigh, under her short tight and into his teacher's underwear. Jennifer grinned and shook her head again. She had to keep her eyes on the traffic because they were entering the suburban areas near Steven's home.

Jennifer couldn't watch them, but she could hear them at it on the back seat in the dark.

"That's so hot," Jennifer whispered, as she studied the GPS leading them to Steve's place, while listening to the deep thick breathing, the soft wet smack of kisses and Theresa's slippery squishy strokes on Steve's cock. "You better not make him cum though, you sexy bitch."

Jennifer turned and pulled into Steven's driveway just five minutes later. Jennifer abruptly brought the car to a stop.

"C'mon, we're here," Jennifer stated, "at least this is where the GPS has led us, so I guess we're here."

Theresa ended the kiss. She pulled her hand out of her student's underwear. She opened her handbag with her fingertips and tore out a tissue from a small plastic packet and began dabbing and wiping her slimy fluid covered hand as Steve removed his fingers from his teacher's snatch, licked his digits, did up his pants and tried to make himself look presentable.

"Are you sure your father doesn't mind us coming over and spending the night with you," Jennifer asked Steve as she watched him get dressed again. "I can't imagine many parents letting their son have a three-way with two of his teachers in their own home."

"And no doubt within earshot as well," Theresa added. "It's going to get a bit noisy tonight."

Steven's eyes lit up. The two females laughed.

"No, he's really looking forward to meeting you both," Steve said as he buttoned up his shirt and forced the ends inside his pants. "I've told him all about you. He says it's okay. He's excited to have you two stay overnight."

Jennifer and Theresa looked at each other.

"Alright then, okay," Jennifer said tentatively.

***

David opened the front door before his 18 year old son had a chance to insert his key in the lock. David's excited looking red faced boy was standing there on the doorstep, hand in hand, with his date, Theresa and his date, Jennifer. David smiled. David couldn't help but feel a touch of jealousy. David realized he should have been in bed and out of the way, but he wanted to stay up and meet these two mystery women his son was crazy about.

"Come in, come in," David whispered, ushering the three of them inside the house, while quickly running his eyes around the neighborhood.

Steve entered first, gently pulling his two women inside. David closed and locked the front door after carefully scanning the street and the nearby houses once more. David turned to face Steve, Theresa and Jennifer. His son's dates had let go of Steve's hand. The two women were peering around the house. Their high heels tapped on the tiled floor as they took each step. David cleared his throat. Theresa and Jennifer turned back to him. David approached them.

"It's really nice to meet you both at long last," David said, while reaching out and shaking Theresa's slim hand. "Welcome to our humble home."

"Thank you so much, David for welcoming us and for letting us date and sleep with your son tonight. I'm sure Steven appreciates it," Theresa said, gently stroking David's hand with her thumb while she spoke.

"No problems," David whispered, dropping his eyes and gazing at Theresa's engagement and wedding rings. "I have no issues with this at all. I'm glad you're both here. I think this is a good thing for Steve."

"Yes, we both appreciate it," Jennifer whispered as David turned to her, reached out and shook her hand. "We both like Steven and we're glad we could finally do this with him."

"Definitely," Theresa whispered, after turning and slowly running her eyes over the 18 year old boy.

Steve grinned at Theresa. His bright handsome face was spotted with lips formed from dark red lipstick. The two women had been kissing his face. Steven's hair was messed up and stood on end from where the two women had fingered his hair. Jennifer ran her arm around Steven once she and Steve's father had finished their greeting. Jennifer turned to Steve and softly kissed Steve's flushed cheek. She smiled at him. She ran her fingers through his hair once more. She pulled him close.

David looked into Theresa's eyes. David summed her up. Theresa was obviously married. David assumed Theresa had children of her own. Theresa was a beautiful woman. She was about five foot, six inches tall and she had delicious curves. She had long fine blonde hair. She had amazing pale blue eyes, full lips and tanned skin. She was so gorgeous.

Theresa was wearing a tight plunging top. She was wearing a short snug skirt. She was wearing lace top stockings and high heels. David could see a lot of cleavage. He could see the edges of her bra.

David turned and gazed at Jennifer. She was wearing an engagement ring and a wedding ring on her finger just like Theresa was. Jennifer was a sexy woman just like Theresa was. Jennifer was an inch shorter than Theresa though. Jennifer's hair was brilliant glossy strawberry and her skin color was much lighter than Theresa's. Jennifer had a slimmer build with more subtle curves. Jennifer had seductive blue eyes and a soft full mouth.