Chapter 5: Dinner With the Guys

It took about twenty minutes to make our way downtown to their hotel where they were already waiting for us outside the lobby. My dad got out to greet them, leaving us behind. I could see him pointing to the SUV and everyone nodded and smiled. From a distance they looked pretty good and Kristen took my hand and squeezed it. We looked at each other and giggled like two little girls with a new secret to share.

The guys finally came up to the truck and my dad opened the door for them. Suddenly I realized that this was not something to joke about and masturbate to but the real deal. I felt the excitement I always got when I showed up for a new escort or party except in this case my dad and cousin were going to be involved. Having them with me helped take away that inner feeling of fear I also typically had at the beginning also which was good.

The three of them looked inside and when they saw us in the interior light of the SUV a big smile appeared on each face and I saw it - that look all men get when their more basic instincts and hormones take control and they see me with only one thought in mind - sex. I felt that twinge between my legs I get when something wants attention and I thought for a moment about suggesting that we forget the other plans for the evening and just stay at the hotel and get down to business!

The oldest one got in front with my dad while the youngest one sat next to Kristen leaving the middle guy for me. After they got in my dad introduced us to them. Roger was in front with him, Michael (“call me Mike”) was with Kristen and Phil was next to me. With everyone on board my dad started the SUV and we were off. It was only a short drive to dinner from downtown and we just exchanged some small talk about where they were from and such.

On the way I noticed that Roger and Phil both had wedding rings on which I found interesting. Mike was wasting no time getting friendly with Kristen. He already had his arm around her and she was sitting up tight next to him, allowing his hand to start groping her boobs even before we hit the street!

Phil was a little less aggressive with me but his eyes betrayed him when he looked down at my dress. I was sitting with my legs crossed with my right over the left so that my skirt was pulled up to my ass on his side, giving him a great view of me from my waist to my toes. He stared for a few seconds before getting acting as if nothing had happened but I knew I already had him hooked.

We arrived without further incident at the restaurant where my dad handed the keys over to the valet. He almost dropped them to the ground as he was more interested in Kristen and me than he was the keys. Who would have blamed him? Getting out of the SUV proved to be a bit interesting to any bystanders given the cut of our dresses. I watched as Kristen stepped down, her bare leg emerging through the high cut in her dress showing all but the crotch until she had both feet back on the ground.

For me with my short skirt it was a bit more difficult as it was a large step down from the SUV and it proved impossible to keep the skirt down in the process. I managed without flashing TOO much of anything although every eye, including the valet’s, were on my ass hoping it would go up just one more inch. I pulled it down and straightened it out after I got out, acting as if nothing was unusual, and we all went inside.

My dad had gone ahead and was already talking to the hostess about a table. When she saw the five of us coming up she smiled knowingly and led us to a room on the river side where there was a large round booth that looked like it could seat eight comfortably. Thus with just the six of us we fit in nicely and I noted that the table was large and high enough to conceal just about anything that might go on under it. The hostess asked if everything was OK and from the twinkle in her eye I knew just what she was thinking.

The guys quickly ordered drinks and my dad made sure to point out that Kristen and I were too young to order, making everyone laugh but at the same time it was a not too subtle way of emphasizing to them they had two teenagers amongst them (OK, I had turned twenty a couple of months before but a little white lie never hurt in a situation like this).

Dinner lasted over an hour and a half. We could have easily dragged it on another hour in a place like this but face it, the evening wasn’t about having a good meal - at least not the type they served here. It was just intended to allow everyone to get comfortable with each other. I have no idea what they were talking about half the time when it came to their work but I smiled and pretended it was the most fascinating discussion I had ever been in.

At one point I asked Roger and Phil about their families and was surprised when they were more than happy to tell us all about them. Roger had been married thirty years, had two sons and a daughter, all of whom had graduated and were on their own. One son was still “available” he joked while the others were married and he was even a grandfather now. Phil had been married twice with a daughter resulting from each marriage. The first was living out west with a long-time boyfriend while his daughter from his current marriage had just turned fourteen. They both joked that Mike was the only one “available” among them and warned us that he had quite the reputation back home.