"You want me, don't you?" Jodi asked in a sultry voice.
Facing her, Matt Turner could only frantically nod. He had been going out with Jodi Slater for less than a week, and they had only just had their second date, but he had been dreaming about her every moment of it.
She was tall, matching his height at 5'10, with a slender, toned body and breasts large enough to be sexy without looking disproportionate to the rest of her body. Her dark brown hair fell down past her shoulders, and her beautiful face had a perpetually seductive look on it. It must have been impossible to look at Jodi and not feel desire.
On this night, their second date, Jodi looked gorgeous as usual, wearing a red sleeveless dress, cut low on the chest and high on the legs. Matt could barely take his eyes off her, and thought that he must have been dreaming when she asked him if he wanted to come home with her.
And now there they were, standing in her front room.
"You do want me, then?" Jodi whispered. "You want to fuck me?"
Matt swallowed nervously. She was clearly teasing him. "Yes, I do. You know I do."
Jodi laughed. "Okay, then. We can have sex."
A huge grin broke over Matt's face, and he started towards her.
"But..." Jodi held up a finger to stop him, and Matt froze.
"If you do, you aren't going to be alone."
"What?" Matt asked, baffled.
"Henry," called Jodi, "Come out now!"
A tall, middle-aged man walked into the room, then stopped and stared at the two young people.
"Dad!?" blurted Matt. "What the fuck are you doing here!?"
Henry Turner, Matt's father, was clearly as confused as his son was. "I- I- what are you doing here!?"
"This is the girl I was telling you about, Dad," stammered Matt. "The one I've been seeing. Are you really...with Jodi..."
"Now just one second, son," Henry raised his hands for peace. "I didn't know she was your girlfriend. You never introduced us. If I had, I never would have agreed to meet her here like this. And on that note..."
"Hold on a minute," Jodi interrupted. "Look, I know this is awkward for you two, but I'm sure we can work around it. People have threesomes every day."
"Maybe they do," retorted Henry. "But I'd like to know how many of them include a father and son. In any case, I have no interest in getting involved myself. I'm gone. Matt, I apologize for even being here."
Matt felt a wave of pride for his father as he watched him defiantly stride to the door.
"Not so fast," warned Jodi.
Henry's hand froze on the doorknob. "This had better be good."
"If you leave now, your son won't get to fuck me," Jodi said calmly. "You might not consider it a big deal to pass me up. But Matt still wants me. Even with you there, he wants to bang me more than anything right now. He has ever since he met me."
Matt realized that she was right. He had no desire to share Jodi, and certainly not with his father, but he wasn't prepared to just walk away, no matter how much she may have deserved it for her manipulative behavior. He just wanted to fuck her, regardless of the circumstances.
His father turned to look at Matt, and saw the truth in his eyes.
"This is a double or nothing deal," Jodi continued. "I have sex with both of you, or neither of you. You walk out that door, and Matt follows you, limping with his blue balls."
"Manipulative bitch," Henry growled, turning back to look at Jodi.