“Absolutely, I guess I’m just bored with one night stands,” I admitted.
She looked hurt for a second, then offended. Oh well.
“Have you ever been with two women?” she asked me quietly as she leaned into my ear. My cock twitched with interest.
“That, Heather, is something I’ve yet to try,” I admitted, and couldn’t keep the grin off my face.
She kissed me softly on the cheek and whispered, “I’ll be back soon.” Five minutes ago, I wouldn’t have cared if she came back at all, but now I was really hoping she would.
The little blonde was standing at the table again, this time happier since my guest was MIA. “How are you doing up here all alone?” she asked and then scooted into the booth next to me.
“I’m actually doing quite well, thank you. How about yourself?” I was indeed feeling a little better, a little excited about the distraction of a possible threesome.
Her hand moved to my leg, and she leaned in close enough I could smell the grease from the kitchen fryers on her skin. “If you want some company, I get off in thirty minutes.”
Right about then, Heather came back to the table with a tall, sexy blonde with tiny tits and a wide smile. “You ready to get out of here?”
I held up a finger and picked up my phone, speed dialing Whitney. No answer. Which was my answer.
I didn’t even respond to the little blonde who was flirting with me. I just pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and dropped it in front of her. “Have a good night,” I said and left with the two women who planned to pop my threesome cherry. Ace would be so proud.
My Porsche proved to be a tight squeeze for the two long-legged vixens in the passenger seat, but we managed. Keeping my eyes on the road and off of their playful fingers and lips was proving to be the toughest problem of the night.
When I finally pulled into my drive, the girls began giggling and becoming extremely playful. I walked around to the passenger side of the car and opened the door as they worked on untangling to get out. Have mercy!
They didn’t wait for me to walk them to the door, they were already there and waiting to be let in like stray cats. Once inside things didn’t change much, they both wandered around my house making comments about how nice it was. I pulled a beer from the fridge and leaned against the kitchen counter while they checked out the pool, the hot tub, and took a trip up the stairs to the roof. I wasn’t in the mood to chase them; I was actually getting tired. I sucked down the last of my beer as they came back inside.
“Where’s your bedroom?” Heather asked. I motioned to the stairs.
Giggling and high-pitched chatter was all I could hear as they rushed up the grand staircase. I took my time, figuring they needed time to settle down before I joined the fun anyway. I was right to wait. When I walked into my room, they were already fully undressed and tangled together on my bed. I stripped down, watched them nibble on each other’s soft skin and then found a place on the bed where I had a great view. I wasn’t planning on doing much, and it didn’t look like I was going to be expected to.
The blonde — we were never formally introduced — wrapped her mouth around my cock, her tongue teasing me to the rock hard status they were expecting. I reached into my nightstand and pulled out a condom. Heather was busy giving the blonde a tongue bath between her legs, and I was ready for more action than the blonde’s tongue was offering to my now hard and ready cock.
There was something so surreal about having two women in my bed at once. A wet dream I’d never thought would ever become reality. Why wasn’t I thrilled?
I realized I was just going through the motions as I pounded into Heather, making her moan as she pleasured the other woman. I came quick, but they didn’t seem to mind. They continued playing with one another until I was ready to join back in. I grabbed another condom, and this time wanted the blonde, but Heather was still yearning for another round herself.
We came to a compromise, stacking them like pancakes on the bed, one pussy on top of the other. It was a beautiful picture, but now I felt like I was just finishing a job. I dipped into Heather, then into the blonde, giving them equal time with my little slugger. It actually helped me to last a bit longer, and both girls came before I finished off in the blonde.
When it was over, I was just tired, feeling like Christmas had ended. The anticipation of having a threesome was better than the reality, and I just wanted to sleep.
While the girls were still playing, I closed my eyes and a little later felt them snuggle up to me, one on each side. Their bodies were warm, and their soft whispers and giggles were like white noise that helped lull me to sleep.
I woke up in a panic, my heart pounding and my body dripping with sweat. I remembered dreaming, a nightmare really, that I had crashed my car. It wasn’t the car or myself that had gotten me all worked up, but the fact that Whitney was trapped inside. I calmed as I realized it was just a dream, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of guilt for leaving Whitney in the trapped car, or for putting her in it in the first place.
The girls were still sleeping when I slipped out from between them. My life was spiraling out of control and I knew I needed to settle down. This wasn’t me. I didn’t even recognize the man in the mirror anymore.
It’s crazy how all the things I thought would make me happy meant less than nothing to me now. I pulled my phone from my jeans that were bundled on the floor and walked downstairs. My heart beat hard in my chest as I dialed Whitney’s number and slipped out the back door to sit by the pool. It rang, and I listened as I always did until the very last one and the voicemail message that said it was full would play.
“Hello?”
Oh my God, it was Whitney, and I froze with fear. What had I planned to say?
“Calvin, are you there?’ she asked. She sounded like an angel.
“I’m here,” I said, clearing my throat. “I just didn’t think you’d answer.”
“What do you want?” she asked, her voice turning cold.
“I miss you,” I admitted, the emotion burning the back of my throat.
Tears fell down my face, hot and furious, as she admitted, “I miss you too. I listened to her talk, telling me how Rhett had kept her posted on my well-being and that she had been worried about me. My blood boiled a bit when she mentioned Rhett’s name, but she quickly explained that she had been working for him. I wasn’t sure I believed that was all she had done, but who was I to judge her at this point?
“Please come home,” I pleaded.
She sighed loudly. “Calvin, that was never my home.”
My throat grew thick and more tears fell from my eyes. She was right, it hadn’t been her home, and that was my fault. “I’m sorry,” I said softly and then pulled myself together long enough to let her know that I realized how wrong I had been.
“Holly has been warning me that you’ve turned into a real party animal,” she said, and I dropped my face in my hand.