I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject. Siobahn told us that dinner was ready as we continued our conversation. She had prepared ... sumptuous meal of roast lamb, asparagus, tossed salad, roasted potatoes, and freshly baked bread. As we ate, the conversations shifted between old school stories about the two of them to what Sloane had been doing. After Siobahn had married, the two had lost touch. Sloane had never married, she had some long-term relationships, but none ever. "Oh, no problem, I will sure text you your hours." Oh, and don't send me stupid texts, my boyfriend sometimes uses my phone when his dies, so watch what you text me." Funny thing is, she flirted and never mentioned her boyfriend. The weird thing was, I never mentioned my girlfriend of three years to her either. She wasn't clear that I could text her anything other than work related.A few hours later she sends me a text, "so, what was that 'oh my god for?'" As I read it, my dick got rock hard,. You tweak my nipples in retaliation for the shock of the coldness of the whip cream. I groan, and take one of my fingers, run it up the long length of your shaft, and put the sundae toppings in my mouth. You groan and release my breasts as you watch with fascination, as I lick the sweet sauce off my finger, taking the whole thing in my mouth in one suck.“It seems to be missing something,” I muse quietly to myself, as I stare intently at your bursting cock covered in whip cream and chocolate. “I’m Kris,” a round-eyed brunette said while pushing her chest forward to show off her more mature cleavage.“Hello, Kris,” I said as I took her hand and gave it a gentleman’s kiss.“Pam,” the meek-looking blond said when my questioning gaze moved to her face.“Nice to meet you, Pam,” I said as I took her rather nervously raised hand and kissed it like the first.“I’m Mandy,” the tallest of the five said, presenting her hand to me.“Mandy with the pretty brown eyes,” I said with a wink before giving.