Over the course of the next few weeks, the outfits for Bake Night revealed more and more and the touching increased. Danielle and I had decided that James had to make all the moves. I had stopped short of telling him that he could do everything he wanted but as I previously said, James is kind of shy.
Going into this Bake Night, we knew it would probably be the last. I had accepted a position with another company in a different area so meeting weekly wouldn't be an option. With that in mind I told Danielle that this needed to be the best on yet, and she agreed. I asked what she planned to wear and she said it would be a surprise for all of us.
Work seemed to drag on that day. James picked me up as he did each Wednesday for the last several weeks. He was aware of the pending move and said it would be sad that there would be no more Bake Nights. I told him that we needed to go out with a bang! He laughed a little nervously and asked specifically what it was okay for him to do. I told him that if she says stop, he needs to stop. Other than that, there are no rules. He asked if I was sure and I told him that her and I had talked about it and we both thought we were sure but wouldn't really know until we were in the moment. After our awkward conversation, we both popped a little blue pill that I had got from a good friend. We were in for the long haul.
We arrived at the condo and settled in. We talked about nothing in general until Danielle came out topless wearing only a very tine g-string. She came over and gave me a kiss and then gave James a little kiss. As she pulled away from James she rubbed the crotch of his pants. She shrugged and said "You're not hard yet. Don't worry, we will get you there." and walked away.
We sat around talking and joking for a little bit. Danielle was moving in such a way to intentionally tease both of us. I asked what treats we would be having and she said it was a surprise. As much as I like naked women and sex, I hate surprises. Maybe it is a control thing and maybe I just like getting ready for what is about to happen.
After some small talk, Danielle told us to move to the dining room table and have a seat. She went into the kitchen and when she came out she was completely nude carrying an empty tray. She walked up to James and told him to pick whatever he wanted. He stared awkwardly for a minute and then rubbed her tit a little, tweaking her nipple. To break the sexual tension I asked if he got both of "those".
"One at a time," Danielle replied.
She came over to me and said the same thing. I slid my hand between her thighs and started rubbing her pussy. She was wet and ready pretty quickly. As I rubbed her she sat the tray down and acted like she was upset. I asked what is wrong and she said it was unfair that week after week she has shown us her tits, her ass, her pussy, and that we never show her anything. She instructed us to strip.
Although James moved a little slow, I was down to my boxer briefs in no time. She looked at James and said "I'll wait." as he worked to get his pants off. Once we were both stripped down to our boxers she commented that she didn't have panties on, why did we think it was okay to have boxers on. BAM! My boxer briefs hit the floor. I was already hard from fingering her. James slowly dropped his and she said it was her turn to pick a treat.
Danielle glanced at me and I tried to tell her with my eyes to get James first. She understood and reached out and started stroking his shaft. At first he looked at me for confirmation that it was okay but it didn't take too long before he closed his eyes to enjoy what was happening. She kissed his shoulder and then told us that because we had been so selfish over the last few weeks that she got to pick another treat before we got to pick again. She started stroking me. I was already so hard from what I had just seen. I had seen guys grab or brush their hands across her ass. I had watched her flash her tits at other guys. I knew she had stroked the strangers dick that night at the bar but couldn't see because her hand was in his pants. This was the first time I had watched her hands work on another man and it had me at attention. She stroked me slow but with a firm grip.