This is the continuation of the previous incident that took place earlier this fall between my wife (Denise), our babysitter (Jen) and myself. To sum the previous story up, my wife and I had went out on the town and when we arrived back home we ended up having a 3-some with our college aged babysitter. They had promised to get together again and go Christmas shopping and then we could all have an evening together when they got back. This is what happened the weekend after Thanksgiving.
After working out the time arrangements the girls decided to go shopping in Kansas City for the day. Then they would come back to our house and we would go out for the evening. I planned a morning of hunting while they were gone and then get some of my "honey-do" list done in the afternoon. They would drop our son off at the grandparents for the night when they left in the morning since I would already be gone hunting.
I left way before sun up and Jen was planning to show up around 8:30. The girls shopped all day, which I found out later was rather a stimulating time, and then they arrived back at our house about 4:30. We all got changed and decided to go to Topeka for dinner, drinks and so-forth. We went out to eat at Applebee's then to a little dance club for a couple hours. The dance club is very modern and no one thinks a second about 2 girls dancing together. The girls would dance for awhile, then I would join them. On the slow songs I would alternate between dancing with my wife and with Jen. How awesome it was to slow dance with two sexy women. There was a lot of grinding and butt grabbing with each one. I was in a constant state or arousal when dancing with them. Each of them took advantage of it and would brush my cock with their hands while we were dancing. Between dances we would sit around together usually with Jen sitting in the middle so we could feel her up under the table. My wife and I had her panties soaked by the time we left the dance club.
On the drive home the girls sat in the back of our mid-sized Pontiac. Being a little tipsy they sat close to one another and had their own giggle session. As soon as I got into the car, I adjusted the rear-view mirror so that I could keep an eye on the action in the back seat that I knew was going to happen on the 30 minute drive back home. I did not have to wait for long. On the way out of town, I had to stop by for a pop from a local 7-11 and as I walked out of the store I noticed that they each had their hands on each others thighs as they chatted. As we started to drive I looked back and saw that they had started kissing each other passionately. Lord knows what the others drivers thought as we passed their cars. All I was concerned about was getting them home into our house so the "fireworks" could begin.