When the door opened to let the pair of them look on Fiona and her incredible choice of sexy little dress, Sherrie’s eyes bugged out for a moment, and the grin crept even wider on her face.  She was already sort of fondling Bailey while she talked on the phone with their lover, but she quickly opened her other arm to accept Fi into the mix, wanting to hug and hold her as much as Bailey.<br/><br/>“Very hot, Fiona!  I hope the carpet matches the drapes.”  She couldn’t help but giggle just a little at that, adapting one of those ancient sayings to indicate she was looking forward to seeing her friend’s panties, and hoping they were just as lovely a satin as the dress appeared to be.<br/><br/>It took a bit of effort for the clinging and touching trio to make their way to Bailey’s bedroom, but they managed, as they always did.  It was a room Sherrie knew very well, what with the number of times the three of them had screwed each other’s brains out in it.  Once Bailey and Fiona had bounced their pretty little bums onto the bed, Sherrie paused and scooped up her pack, opening it with a bit of a flourish.<br/><br/>“I hope you two don’t mind, but I accessed my mother’s account, and got a little something for the three of us for tonight.”  In went her gloved hand, and out came the slender, well shaped bottle of Slyvy.  It was rare to get one special made for a trio, but they existed, if one was willing to pay a tiny bit extra for the added glass.<br/><br/>“I had them flavour it with our favourites.  Berries and chocolate!”  With as much delicacy as she could manage in her excitement, Sherrie set the tri-fluted glass/bottle down on the nearest surface and stepped back before joining her lovers on the bed, her arms slipping around slender waists on either side of her.  “I’m really looking forward to this with you guys.  I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather have as Aunties.”