David’s smile grew as he watched the display before them, and found himself genuinely curious if the two had ever done this before. Things were certainly getting interesting. How had he gotten so lucky? His mind was still a bit fuzzy, but clearing up by the moment as he enjoyed the show being put on by these two amazing beauties. It was a rather sobering event, but in such a good way that he had never before experienced. Every moment seemed to cause the swimming to subside just a bit more, as if his mind was telling his body to buck up; time to get to work.<br/><br/>Beth's suggestion, if it was truly that, and not just a half-joke attributed to her inebriated state of mind, had him pondering the many uses for their tongues. He really wanted to try many things with these two. And the list kept growing every moment that he watched them with each other. While watching two girls make out was hot, of course, it was the knowledge that he would be joining them soon enough that really fueled his imagination. And off it went, inventing scenario after scenario. His eyes drifted to the hanging ties and belts as a few more thoughts were sparked. Not yet.<br/><br/>He stood and only nearly lost his balance for a moment. A steadying hand dropped to the arm of the chair. Okay, so maybe it only felt like his head was clearing for that moment. David crossed the room slowly, his eyes bearing down on the pair as he moved. One foot in front of the other. Fingers grasped at his rolled sleeves to tug them up a little higher one arm at a time. He finally reached the pair and placed a hand on each of their backs. He leaned first to Brooke and ran his stubble-clad cheek across her smooth one as he moved to kiss a line along her jaw towards her ear, and then nibbled on the lobe once he’d reached it.<br/><br/>He pulled Beth a little more firmly into their bodies, until he could feel both pairs of breasts pressed against him and, he presumed, each other. It was a fun thought to his drunken mind. His mouth moved from Brooke as his hand rose from Beth’s back and up to her hair, before he kissed the brunette just as deeply as the one the ladies had shared. His tongue sought entrance between those soft lips as his fingers tightened in her hair slightly.<br/><br/>Upon breaking it finally, he turned back to Brooke and gave a smirk to tell her that she was next. Only as his lips pressed to hers hungrily, the hand on her back slipped down to her backside to begin bunching up the material of her skirt, pulling it up until it no longer covered the ass he wanted to feel more directly under his hand. And soon enough, his goal was achieved. The kiss was broken reluctantly as he gave the curves a squeeze in a strong grip.<br/><br/>“I can also think of so many things for those tongues, my dears…” He whispered heatedly, trailing off to let the thought linger. “So many things.”<br/><br/><div align="center">*     *     *</div><br/>David was just trying to figure out how to get in on the action on the dance floor, and found himself tugged closer to the backside of Beth by Brooke’s grip on his tie. She was cheeky. He liked that. But it wasn’t long before Beth excused herself for more drinks for the trio, and David found himself alone with Brooke. As he pulled her against his body, he couldn’t help but feel a slight concern that he was going to miss his chance with both of them. He couldn’t complain much, as either was a catch. But both? That was a dream come true.<br/><br/>He pushed the pang of disappointment out of his mind as he moved against the blonde. What would happen would happen. No need to risk everything while trying to force more. His fingers ran along the backs of her shoulder and he placed his forehead down on hers, leaving their noses and lips so close. He wanted nothing more than to take those lips; claim them in a kiss that would leave them both breathless. But he waited.<br/><br/>One thing he did decide to chance, however, as his hands and fingertips roamed down her back, was placing one directly on her ass to guide her hips as they danced. The music pulsed through every facet of their bodies as they glided as one. David didn’t remember ever being able to dance this well. Maybe it was his partner. Maybe it was the alcohol skewing his inhibitions or his perceptions. Maybe it was…<br/><br/>He suddenly succumbed to that need to kiss her, and he did so deeply, as his free hand came to the side of her neck, thumb placed on her throat.