NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 289 289: Do You Have Stamina for All of Us Tonight, or Will It Be Too Much for You?

The vibe in the room lifted right away once their discussion wrapped up.

Heading back to their spots, Maya, Linda, and Oliver settled in, the young man claiming the middle seat.

With all seated, a server entered holding menus.

He swiftly noted down the group's orders and left to prepare the food.

Chat picked up smoothly from there.

Regaining their poise, Maya and Linda grew animated, relishing Oliver's presence.

His shifted demeanor and fresh allure drew the women in strongly.

A while later, the food arrived, and they dug in while chatting lightly among themselves.

Though her focus split between the meal and Oliver's hand roaming her thighs, Linda kept pace in the talk with the rest.

Maya dove deep into discussions with Oliver on every topic that popped up.

Before long, nearly all the plates were cleared.

"Ah, I'm stuffed at the moment. No way I can manage another morsel." Ron let out a satisfied sigh, patting his belly.

Sarah laughed at Ron's response. "Oh really? Guess that means stamina won't be an issue for you in the bedroom tonight."

Flushing at Sarah's remark, Ron shot back quickly, "N-no! Absolutely not. I'll go full throttle! Exercise doesn't scare me."

Brenda burst into laughter seeing Ron strain to act tough, even though he was the clumsiest guy she'd known. "That's a big vow, Ron. But tonight, Sarah's primary focus isn't on you."

Her face heating up at Brenda's comment, Sarah replied, "Hey! It's not just me itching for it! I can see you're craving it too." She declared plainly.

Rebecca glanced around as the chat veered into intimate territory.

She'd sensed some steamy antics among the pals for a bit, but this marked the first open discussion in her presence.

Thus, she wasn't sure how to respond.

In truth, though... she'd longed to dive in and play with the group.

Regrettably, as class president, she feared dropping her standing if she let loose as desired.

Yet now? Those hesitations vanished since she no longer held that role and could act freely.

At that point, Maya and Linda shared sly glances.

As grown women without intimacy since their previous encounter with Oliver, both yearned desperately for another round.

Their gazes fixed on him like ravenous hunters spotting tempting quarry.

Still, despite his youth, Oliver had savored all kinds of carnal delights with women across ages, from a lust-driven mom to a never-satisfied aunt.

Hence, he wasn't a timid lad easily swayed.

It was as if the pair stripped bare before him, anticipating he'd crack simply from that.

Far from it...

"Naturally, Sarah! I bet we all crave getting with the revamped Oliver." Brenda chimed in with a sly smile, then turned to Oliver. "Spill it, Oliver. I'm wondering... Got the endurance for every one of us this evening, or is it overwhelming?"

Grinning at Brenda's query, Oliver responded, "Implying I'll wear out and fail to please the group? Quite the daring guess, huh?"

But rather than a sharp retort, Brenda just tittered and said, "How about my mom and I judge that ourselves?"

After her daughter's words, Linda moistened her lips and scooted nearer to Oliver.

Her hand then landed on his groin, squeezing solidly. "Yeah... Feels like assessment time now."

Maya placed her palm on his opposite leg, caressing it teasingly, then murmured by his ear, "Mmm... Remember your hot girlfriend. Nothing's filled me since our last go."

Similarly, Emma refused to lag, her gaze flicking between Oliver and his lap as she added, "You mentioned tonight for action, so hold to that, Oliver... I'm already antsy. Eager for you to stuff me with your passion."

Watching the women heat up, Oliver shook his head with a light laugh, sensing his arousal pulse against his snug trousers.

"Why the frenzy, everyone? Evening's just beginning... Loads of time for play ahead." Oliver answered with assured grin. "Not keen on savoring more of the gathering first? It's not like we're short on later opportunities, right?"

The women let out soft, playful sighs rather than frustration.

Mastering the moment, Oliver rose and clapped. "Okay, folks, time to switch spots. I'll lead you to a lively hangout!"

Immediately, the group stood to trail Oliver, curious about his chosen destination as they walked along.

"Where to now?" Ron inquired eagerly, not being the type for frequent outings to fresh venues.

Oliver flashed Ron a playful smirk. "A club, naturally! Never hit one before, have you? Then tonight's your debut. Let's drink up big time, Ron."

Ron drew in a sharp breath at the idea. He'd dreamed of clubbing, but age held him back.

Thus, with Oliver pulling him into the night with the crew, it thrilled him deeply.

He'd braced for issues dragging his mom along, but her okay eased him, unleashing his inner thrill. "Yes! Let's hit it!"