Chloe was waiting for me outside. She grinned when she saw me walking toward her, I'm sure because I had an erection in the leg of my jeans that made me walk funny.
"Dorsey? You got a huge hard on," she said, loud enough that anyone nearby would have heard.
She gave me a big hug and stuck her tongue in my mouth.
Behind us, the door to the office opened ad Ellie came out. Her hair was a mess and she was buttoning her jeans. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and smiled at me. I smiled back. I was still in charge.
"Dorsey? Who is that broad?" Chloe said.
"Her? That's Ellie. She's my boss."
"Were you just fucking her?"
"Yeah. On her desk," I said.
I had both hands on Chloe's hips and pulled her tight so the ridge of my erection pressed against her soft belly. She rubbed herself on me, but her eyes narrowed.
"Did she make you cum?"
"Nope. She got me primed up. I saved it all for you," I said.
Chloe smiled. "Good. I hate when I have to share you."
She took my hand ad we started toward her car, the little Honda parked next to Ellie's pickup truck.
"I can't wait to get you in the back of your car," I said, and slipped my hand down her back to her ass.
Chloe let out a sigh.
"We have a small problem," she said.
"What problem?" I said, and opened the passenger side door of her car.
There was a girl with glasses and her hair in a ponytail sitting in the front seat. She looked up at me and grinned, and she had braces on her teeth.
"This is my cousin, Ginger. She's gonna hang out with us tonight," Chloe said.
"Oh. Hi," I said, and moved my hands over the front of my jeans to cover the bulge before she saw it.
"Hi. You're cute. Chloe didn't tell me you were cute," she said.
"Thanks," I said, and looked at Chloe.
She shrugged. I got in to drive. Ginger climbed into the back seat. She was quiet the whole way to Abe's Coney Island. On the way, Chloe reached over and put her hand on my leg and rubbed the ridge of my cock. It felt good, but she was making it difficult to concentrate on driving. I could see Ginger's cute face in the rearview mirror. I wasn't so sure she couldn't see what Chloe was doing.
Abe's wasn't too busy at that time of night. We got a booth near the back. Chloe and I sat together on one side and Ginger sat on the other. I knocked my napkin on the floor and bent down to pick it up when the waitress arrived. I was sure she got a really good look at the bulge in the leg of my jeans because her eyes got wide and she was looking right at it. She smiled real big and kept looking at me the whole time she took our orders.
"Don't get any ideas, Dorsey. It's not her turn tonight," Chloe said when she was gone.
I shrugged and caught Ginger looking at us. It didn't matter anyway. The waitress wasn't that good looking.
We didn't say much while we ate. Chloe got a cheeseburger with the special Abe's sauce, which was just pickle relish and ketchup mixed together. I had a foot long chili dog and Ginger got chicken strips and a chocolate shake.
The waitress, Holly, came back three or four times to make sure everything was all right, always smiling at me. If I'd been there alone I might have offered to give her a special tip. As it was, I don't think Chloe was too interested in sharing it with her.
I had just finished the last bite of my foot long and Ginger was sucking on her shake. Chloe's hand was on my lap under the table.
"You guys like to do it, don't you?" Ginger said with a big grin.
Chloe's face turned bright red. My own face got warm.
"Do what?" Chloe said, trying to sound innocent.
Ginger rolled her eyes.
"You know. It." She leaned over the table and lowered her voice. "Sex," she said.
Chloe waved her finger at her like she was scolding a child.
"You shouldn't ask stuff like that," she said.
Ginger's eyes turned to me and her grin turned to an expectant smile.
"I bet you got a big fat woody, too, don't you? I saw the waitress looking at it. I see how Chloe likes to feel it."
Chloe's hand moved away from my lap like she'd been caught stealing pencils from the teacher's desk.
"You see a lot, don't you?" I said.
Ginger sat up straight and her grin became smug.
"My friend Dana? She told me her boyfriend's got a big woody, too. She likes it when he puts it in her slitty," she said.
I looked at Chloe, whose face was horrified. I cleared my throat.
"Ginger, have you ever seen a guy's cock?"
"Dorsey," Chloe said, and slapped my arm.
Ginger's eyes got wide.
"Is that what you call it? Do you call it a cock, too?" she said, looking at Chloe.
"Ginger, keep your voice down. You shouldn't be talking about stuff like that."
I laughed. "How old were you the first time you saw a cock?"
"That's different. Ginger's my cousin."
"My friend Paula promised to let me see her boyfriend's woody. I mean ... cock. I can't wait," Ginger said.
"Go ahead, Chloe. Why don't you tell her about it?" I said.
She just rolled her eyes and put her hand on her forehead like she had a bad headache. I chuckled.
"Don't believe her little miss proper act. She loves my cock. She told me it's the biggest one she's ever seen. And I bet she's seen a few," I said.
I looked at Chloe. She punched my shoulder.
"Really? How big is it?" Ginger said with wide, fascinated eyes.
"Go ahead, big stud. Why don't you show it to her?" Chloe said.
I looked around and swallowed.
"Right here?"
"You got a better idea?"
I could think of a few places, none as interesting as where we were. Besides, I couldn't resist the look of eager curiosity in Ginger's eyes.
I hesitated a second. Was I really going to do this, whip out my dick in public? I slid myself into Ginger's side of the booth. She tried top get a look at my crotch before I sat down. She cowered against the wall, like she was afraid of me.
"Give me your hand," I said.
She stared at me for a second like I was crazy, then she held out her hand.
I took it in mine. It was warm and trembling. I slipped it under the table and placed it on the ridge of my erection. She looked confused at first.
"Is that your woody?" she said.
