We eventually arrived at dinner nearly at 8pm after *waking* Felicity up *semi* correctly by kissing her pussy until she moaned awake while Emma watched. By the time Felicity woke up with my tongue trailing along her clit as I looked over to see Emma was beginning to fondle herself.
Felicity woke up happy that Emma had relayed the info to *wake* her up correctly. The only thing I didn’t do was stick my dick in her and fuck her. But *GOD* I wanted to.
Somehow I refrained as I smacked her ass and told her to get ready to go to dinner so we could discuss her and Emma’s *relationship* offers.
When she asked **where** we were going to have dinner I of course shrugged not really having *ANY* idea on where to do this beyond maybe doing it in our own living room/dinner room where we could be comfortable.
Then Emma had an idea and suggested we go to The Playground which I got ALL excited as it was a fun filled restaurant with arcades and everything.
What’s not to love about ‘*The Playground*’? They have decent food though it wasn’t *really* extravagant. Arcades for adults. A full on jungle gym/ball pit for the kids. And a plethora of *mixed* arcades that BOTH kids and adults can enjoy.
The only thing the place was missing was OUTSIDE stuff like mini golf and go karts.
So I was just going to dress up in some jeans, maybe a plain shirt as I knew I was going to be sweating.
Oh no. No no no no.
They were talking about the *other* part of ‘*The Playground*….the adult section.
The section **I** was thinking was the **family** portion of the all inclusive restaurant.
Emma was referring to the **adult** section, where there’s alcohol. Secluded booths. A dance floor…..and a special section.
True, the **family** section *did* sell alcohol. But it was more *family* oriented. Can’t *really* get hammered around kids. And there was a four drink max limit.
The adult section was more…..how do I put this…….strip club-ery.
I had ONLY been on the ADULT side of ‘*The Playground*’ once and found it more attuned to *ADULT* fun.
And well I’ll be honest….I never grew out of my child phase as I preferred the arcades. Plus the adult side I got bored *really* quickly.
WHAT???
What would you *RATHER* do? Spend your money on girls like being at a strip club? OR Play in an arcade?
Go On I’ll wait.
Yeah I thought so….the arcade sounds more fun doesn’t it?
Granted I didn’t go to the *adult* side with a girl that I had fucked let alone two so this will be a **new** experience.
As soon as Emma mentioned the **ADULT** side of ‘*The Playground*’ Felicity **immediately** thought it was **great** idea as BOTH needed to get ready.
The moment they said ‘*We need to get ready*’ I pretty much moved to the couch and turned on the TV because this was going to take a while.
Not saying that ALL girls take their SWEET ASS time getting ready BUT this fact holds true for Felicity. And Emma *helping* seemed to magnify the time and lengthen my pain while I sat on the couch withering away as my stomach growled louder and louder for food.
By the time the girls came out saying they were ready my stomach growled so loudly I swear it echoed against the walls.
Then the girls mocked me for not getting ready as I hadn’t got dressed but one look at Felicity’s dress made me want to rip the damn thing off, spray some whip cream on her body and start eating.
The dress she wore was some fabric that twisted around her body giving *open* spots along her body before wrapping around her thighs barely covering her important bits. Hell the fabric *barely* wrapped around Felicity’s breasts but it did as it showed that Felicity wasn’t wearing shit underneath it.
Felicity AND Emma locked at me, “Why aren’t you Dressed?”
I pointed to Emma, “You’re not dressed!”
Emma folded her arms, “We’re stopping at MY place on the way it’ll take two seconds for me to change.”
I rolled my eyes as I entered my room and was yelled at to dress *nice*.
I grumbled, “Yeah yeah yeah.”
I walked over to my closet and quickly undressed, throwing my clothes onto the floor section that I called my hamper section. Then I grabbed some nice black socks and a nice pair of briefs, putting both items on before moving onto the *outer* wear. I grabbed a pair of khaki slacks that I normally wear for work. Then I donned my ensemble with a button up white shirt that was almost see-thru but with my pale skin it was hard to notice the difference.
I quickly rolled on some deodorant and sprayed on some pee whew stink em bait otherwise known as cologne.
Quickly combed my hair and ran a brush through my beard to fix any stragglers making it more uniform.
Before I left I jumped into my only presentable pairs of shoes that were insulated loafers.
As I walked out of my room I grabbed my normal supplies…keys, wallet, phone, other small items.
In five minutes I had transformed from comfy wear to my official *nice* attire as I walked out of my room, “Ready.”
I caught Emma rolling her eyes at me as she scoffed, “You call that **nice**?”
I looked down at my ensemble, “What’s wrong with it?”
Emma put her hand on her hip, “Oh I don’t know, maybe a **suit** would be nice if **we**’re dressing up like we are.”
I looked at her and refrained from saying anything as Felicity’s dress screamed **slut** and Emma wasn’t dressed yet but I had a feeling it was going to scream the SAME thing.
Felicity waved her hands, getting our attention, “We’ll address it later. Let’s just go.”
As we left the apartment Emma was pointing at me, “Boy, after this we’re going suit shopping so you know how to dress **nice**.”
We left the apartment and drove in separate cars as we followed Emma to what looked like her parents house as she parked in her spot in the driveway and ran towards the house.
Then about five minutes later she was awkwardly running back in a dress that was like Felicity’s as it barely covered jack shit as she ran awkwardly in high heels carrying a tote bag in one hand and a small ass purse in the other.
Emma ran up and slapped Felicity’s car, “Open the trunk girl. AND HURRY!!!”
We heard some faint yelling coming from the house as Emma threw her tote bag in the trunk and dove into the back seat, “Go go go!!!”
She turned her head watching as Felicity drove away. After about four blocks Emma laughed, “Good got away from that bitch.”
I blinked in the front, “Who is that?”
Emma lightly laughed, “My mother.”
Emma slapped both seats, “Alright let’s get to the Playground.” She looked at me winking, “I’m *hungry*.”
And we drove to ‘*The Playground*’.
We made it to the oversized building as the parking lot was *nearly* packed and walked into the building as the **NOISE** instantly hit us as the family section BOOMED with noise even at the reception area.
The receptionist instantly smiled and one look at the girls she spoke, “Adult Section?”
Both girls nodded as the receptionist, “Just you two?”
*What am I chopped liver?*
Felicity lightly chuckled as Emma pointed to me, “No. He’s with us tonight.”
The receptionist blinked as she looked at me and frowned before shrugging and spoke, “Would you like your table to be *secluded*?”
*Secluded?*
What the hell does **that** mean?
Was this some type of lingo I wasn’t hip to?
Had to be as Emma spoke, “Yes we’d like a booth for us three **only**, if possible, no tables near the floor. **Complete** *seclusion*, **mandatory**. And if possible I would like a copy of the under action as a memento.”
The receptionist nodded and started typing away as I thought *What the **hell** was **all** that???*
Last time I was here and actually did the adult section I simply asked to go to the *adult* section and was offered one of the chairs at the bar.
And when I was in there I sat at the table and had my food which tasted almost exactly like what was served in the family section if maybe a little bit nicer. And the alcohol tasted about the same.
Granted, the view at that moment was nice to watch as a group of girls were dancing on the floor and grinding on one another.
The receptionist looked up, “Alright I got your *booth* with the *seclusion* package and *under action*. Would you like anything else?”
Emma looked at Felicity who shrugged as she said, “You’ve done this more than I have.”
Emma looked at me, “How **FAR** do you want to go into *our* discussion?”
I blinked and spoke the only thing I could think of, ‘Uuuuuhhhhhhhh……”
Emma rolled her eyes and looked at the receptionist, “Add the comfy package and…..” she thought about it before speaking, “might as well throw in the wipe down.”
The receptionist nodded with a smile before looking up at Emma, “That’ll be $250 for the table and amenities. Name for the table?”
Emma smiled, “Emma.”
The receptionist typed before looking up, “Will this be cash or card?”
Emma looked at Felicity, “You or me?”
Felicity rolled her eyes as she dug in her purse, “Fine I got the table YOU or Neil get the food.”
Emma smiled, “Done.” As Felicity addressed the receptionist, “Card.”
The receptionist smiled as she waited for Felicity to produce her card before swiping the card and saying, “Perfect.” She handed Felicity’s card back as she spoke, “It’ll be about twenty minutes to set ALL that up. And FYI tonight is *Lady’s Night* so **YOUR** drinks are on the house tonight, would you like a drink menu?”
Emma immediately perked up, “Yes please.”
The receptionist nodded and handed Emma a small menu booklet before addressing me, “It’ll be 50 bucks for you if you want to drink FREE the rest of the night *sir*.”
*Rude much!*
I rolled my eyes and dug into my pants fishing for my wallet before finding it. I proffered my card as she swiped away $50 from my card and spoke, “Please produce your arm sir.”
I did as instructed, producing the receptionist my arm as she wrapped a band around my wrist before continuing, “A person will be with you shortly to take you to your table. If you know you’re drink before they come get you I can input it now and they should have it ready by the time the table is ready.”
Emma quickly spoke, “Yes I’ll take the panty peeler martini extra peeler add the drip. My female comrade will take the sex on the beach extra rough hold the sand add the blanket. My male suitor here,” she looked at me with a wicked smile as she licked her lips, “will have the iron man cocktail extra iron add the marathon with a light drizzle of foam.”
The reception instantly smiled while Felicity and I blinked at the order while I thought *What with the what and the huh?*….*Were those drink orders or instructions?*
The receptionist looked up, “Would you like them to be *infused*?”
Emma looked from us and I got a little scared seeing her wolfish manic smile plastered on her face as she turned to the receptionist, “Heavy infusion on all three please.”
The receptionist nodded and pointed to the side, “Please wait over there near the steel door and someone will come get you.”
I walked off as I whispered to Emma, “A beer would have been fine Emma.”
Emma looked over her shoulder at me, “Trust me you *want* **this** drink.”
Then we waited near the metal door that would lead us DOWN to the **adult** section.
I stood behind Felicity and Emma as I refrained from *checking* them out before I *remembered* some of the rules as Felicity didn’t like PDA or didn’t want PDA while Emma did.
I moved forward and wrapped my arms around their shoulders and pulled them into me.
I whispered to them, “And now we start our *negotiations*.”
As my hands started to *slip*…..
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vthskq/platonic_friends_12_playground_relations_pt_1
Love the way you write! Can’t wait to read the next one!
The best series so far! Can’t wait for next part