So assured of himself when he answered her seemingly innocently posed question, the tone in his voice ran a slight thrill up Paige’s spine. As if the professor granted her that little piece of control, while still maintaining it over the situation as a whole. She watched the man over the rim of her glass as she took a slow sip and he then addressed Lena. This was hardly the adventure they’d thought to have tonight when deciding to head to someplace new – but it was certainly turning out to be an exciting one.<br/><br/>Paige unwaveringly gave Lena her support in the form of a nod when the girl confessed that they’d promised to focus more just that night. She brought her glass back down to hold in both of her hands as that little smile still played on her lips. The situation was completely unconventional, unexpected, but absolutely one that she wanted to see through to the end.<br/><br/>Martin’s shoulders were broad, his back straight. She’d known he was a good dresser, but tonight’s suit was one that hadn’t made an appearance in the classroom. As he shifted again, edging his leg just a little closer to them, Paige also shifted, tilting her hips the other way so there was barely a breath of space between her thigh and Martin’s knee. He was splitting his attention equally between them, not paying one or the other more mind. With another glace at Lena, there was the unspoken check mark between the two in the “green for go” boxes. Men who couldn’t handle the attention of the two of them at the same time usually stuttered, or kept their eyes on one face without regarding the other.<br/><br/>Martin was superbly encapsulating them both.<br/><br/>Paige bit her lower lip at the “feel” comment, but didn’t respond just yet. She never let her gaze fall from his face, even meeting his eyes when he brought them back to her. As he made his offer -something that could be both on the surface or mean something deeper – Paige let the arm that was closest to Lena fall to her side. She reached over, sliding it around the other woman’s hip, over the top of her ass, and casually tucking her hand on her companion’s other hip.<br/><br/>When Lena looked over at her for confirmation, Paige raised her eyebrows, but the smile growing on her face gave Lena all the information she would need. This was one of those times where the door opened, and Paige wouldn’t hesitate to walk through, no matter what was on the other side. Because everything that was good and pleasurable could possibly wait there.<br/><br/>“I think….” She said, turning her eyes back to Martin, her hip bumping against Lena’s now. “That is something we would be<em>very</em>interested in…”<br/>