NTR: Mommy Will Help You! 285. Is This Really a Nightclub?

With a light laugh at her inquiry, Oliver settled beside her, removed the cigarette from her lips, and slipped it between his own. "Well... I'm not about to turn down something that appeals to you."

He grabbed the lighter from her grasp and ignited the cigarette, drawing in a deep breath that flooded his lungs with smoke, then exhaled a cloud of white vapor into the atmosphere.

While he did this, all eyes turned to him in shock, particularly from his classmates, who had no idea Oliver was the type to smoke.

Noticing their stunned expressions, Oliver shook his head and inhaled again, sensing the nicotine ease his tension. "This is actually my first time trying a cigarette today, you see? Just experimenting for kicks. Why make such a fuss?"

Afterward, he handed the cigarette back to Maya, then slid his arm around her waist, drawing her nearer to his side.

"That said, smoking has a way of becoming addictive... I'd suggest you avoid turning it into a regular thing. But an occasional puff now and then won't hurt."

"Hmm... I'll remember that." Maya replied with a giggle, taking another pull from the cigarette before offering it to Linda.

In this manner, the group shared Maya's cigarettes in turns, all while anticipating the arrival of drinks and snacks.

When Ron's moment came, he inhaled and promptly coughed up a burst of smoke. "Whoa! I can't... cough! Handle that burn…"

Sarah rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's response. "Don't push it! Sheesh, if smoking wasn't your thing, you could've simply refused! Why act so bullheaded?"

Ron coughed once more and returned the cigarette to Brenda with a sigh. "I wasn't being bullheaded... I merely wanted to experience it."

Just then, a server arrived carrying trays loaded with beverages and appetizers for the group to savor.

Brenda poured herself a whiskey to sample, smiling at Ron. "It's okay, Ron. Since you've felt it now, you can skip smoking in the future if you like."

"You're spot on! Thanks, Brenda." Ron responded, reclaiming his seat beside her.

Maya pulled out her phone and captured photos of Oliver as he sipped his drinks, bantering and laughing with their classmates.

Yet, the lingering gaze in her eyes on Oliver hinted at her imagining more intimate adventures they might share.

Still, this evening wasn't solely about hooking up with the group, so she held back from any moves.

Gradually, the alcohol loosened everyone up, leading them deeper into intoxication.

The beats of music, flowing drinks, and delicious bites created a joyful vibe in the room as they reveled through the night.

Before long, as the tunes shifted to a slower, more seductive rhythm, Brenda rose from her spot and glanced toward the dance area below.

Something there made her breath hitch momentarily.

She spun back with cheeks tinged red and suggested, "Hey everyone... want to check out something wild happening down there?"

Linda furrowed her brow, tracing Brenda's line of sight, and gasped in surprise, her eyes widening dramatically.

This prompted Sarah to cock her head in wonder before peering down at the dance floor as well.

She nearly let her glass slip from her fingers, her eyes bulging like saucers as a quiet 'woah' escaped her lips at the unfolding scene.

Witnessing the trio's reactions, Emma and Rebecca quickly joined in, sneaking a look at whatever had captured their attention.

Rebecca trembled slightly at the view. "Oh... heavens... is this truly a nightclub?"

Emma swallowed thickly, then shook her head. "This is... nothing like the nightclubs I'm used to..."

Intrigued, Ron stood and glanced over. "What are you talking about? What's so amazing—wow!"

The instant he spotted the action, words failed him, and his curiosity vanished.

"What is it you're all staring at? Now you've got me dying to know too!" Maya grumbled, rising and moving to the edge of their booth to discover the buzz.

It took her mere moments to spot the spectacle on the dance floor, prompting a hushed exclamation. "Ahh!"

Despite her bold and seasoned nature, the display left Maya flustered and somewhat thrilled.

"Oh my god... They're actually doing it right here... out in the open!" She murmured in a husky whisper. "Damn..."

Oliver remained the sole one unmoved, lounging on the sofa with his whiskey, a faint smile playing on his lips.

At that instant, Brenda eyed him with intense longing, gulping visibly while moistening her lips.

She approached Oliver and leaned in close to his ear. "Oliver, you... don't you want to look at what's happening below? Why stay seated here?"

Oliver offered her a gentle smile, drained the last of his whiskey, and set the glass aside on the table.

He lifted his gaze to the stunning blonde beside him, locking eyes with her, then gently swept her hair back.

"I already know what's unfolding downstairs. It's just folks enjoying themselves with their chosen partners, which is how it ought to be. Not bound by all those stifling rules and norms." He replied steadily in a soft tone.

Next, he encircled Brenda's waist with one arm, tugging her nearer until their faces were mere inches apart. "If you're eager to join in, feel free to head down. Nothing's holding you back. Or maybe... you'd prefer sticking around to party with me?"