Chapter 23

“No, can’t say I ever have,” I had my hand out to take the stick, but Theresa decided to run it up the inside of my thigh so that it almost touched my balls. “Stop teasing me.”

I grabbed the cue and bent over to take my shot. Theresa was behind me and ran her hand over my arse. “Nice bum.” She giggled.

“Not funny,” I said.

“I’m not trying to be,” she said, her hand now groping forward between my open thighs.

“Hey,” I jumped up turning to see a wicked look on Theresa’s face and a smile flash across Marissa’s.

Theresa came closer, “Why don’t we see a couple of other balls on this snooker table,” she said, beginning to undo the buttons on my shirt.

“Hey, I don’t think….”

“Don’t think what? Don’t think Penny hasn’t thought about this, hasn’t thought about having it off with one of us, with you watching?”

“What? No…she…err…”