Chapter 30

Sometime during the night, John slipped out of Cindy. Sometime later she rolled off to the side. When John opened his eyes in the morning he was bracketed by two firm young female bodies. Almost by instinct each of his hands reached out to cup a firm breast. He smiled to himself. What could possibly be a better way to wake up?

Cindy stirred first. Her eyes opened and she tipped her head to face John. Feeling his hand upon her breast. She rolled half on top of him as her lips sought his.

Since the girls first arrived, starting with Theresa, morning kisses were traditionally shallow. Cindy broke with tradition as her tongue found its way between John’s lips. Neither of them found it unpleasant so the kiss deepened.

When Cindy finally pulled back, John said: “Good morning. Did you sleep well?”

“Mmmm ... Very well. And you?” She said, stretching.

“Never better. I just love waking up with you two beside me.” John replied, smiling.

“I think you’ll find the feeling is mutual.” murmured Theresa sleepily.

“Good morning sunshine!” Cindy said, reaching out a hand to tousle her hair.

“Whose turn to cook?” Theresa mumbled.

“Hm ... don’t remember. Why don’t I help you?” Cindy replied.

“I’ve got a better idea. Why don’t I cook this morning.” John said.

“Nope! I just remembered. It’s my turn.” Theresa said.

“Doesn’t matter, I’m the boss and I feel like cooking. Why don’t you two snuggle for a while.” John said.

“Yes, boss.” Theresa said.

“The idea does have a certain degree of merit.” Cindy smirked.

John leaned over and kissed Theresa. He broke with tradition himself as the kiss deepened. Theresa didn’t fight it. John held the kiss a long time and then turned and repeated his performance with Cindy.

“That should get your motors running.” John chuckled as he slid out from between them.

The girls rolled together to fill the vacuum between them. John headed for the bath.

Cindy’s lips found Theresa’s and kissed them softly. Her hand moving to cup one of Theresa’s firms breasts.

When she finally pulled back Theresa mused: “My, aren’t you a hungry one. Especially considering last night.”

Cindy rolled her eyes.

“God, it was incredible. I could swear the damn thing came to life. Perhaps it was just my imagination, but suddenly the hips rose up under me when I was climaxing. Towards the end there, I swear it was pumping up into me as hard as I was pumping down.”

Theresa busted out laughing.

“What? Think I’m crazy? I’m telling you it felt like the damn thing was moving.”

“No, that was me!” Theresa managed to gasp out.

“You? No. I know the difference. It was the damn mannequin!” Cindy said, guiding her hand down over Theresa’s abdomen and between her legs.

Theresa fought to suppress her giggles. Finally she said: “No, it was me. You were rubbing back against me. When I climaxed, I sort of collapsed down onto the legs. That levered the hips up under you. Then when you kept going, the legs were sort of bouncing up under me. I liked it so I sort of bounced back. That’s what caused the hips to pump up into you.”

“Oh...” Cindy said, somewhat dejected.

“Aww ... I didn’t mean to spoil it for you.” Theresa said concerned.

Cindy was quiet for a time and then pressed her attack between Theresa’s legs. “But that’s even better.” She mused.

“You’re not - stop that! I’ve got to go! - You’re not disappointed?” Theresa said, concerned.

“Disappointed? No. Why would I be disappointed that my darling lover made it all seem more real? After we use the bathroom I’d like to show you just how un- disappointed I really am.” Cindy said, crawling off the bed.

Once she found her footing she offered her hand back to help Theresa out of bed. As she stood the two of them sort of melted together. Stealing a quick kiss Theresa virtually sprinted to the bathroom.

John was brushing his teeth when Theresa came in and plunked down. Cindy sort of danced around in the doorway.

“Guess I should have built a three-holer,” John mused, after rinsing.

“Two would be nice about now.” Cindy chuckled.

Theresa finished up and Cindy moved in. A look of relief spreading on her face. Theresa moved to brush her teeth.

“Maybe I will install a second one. And maybe one of them Bidet things if I’m gonna have women around much longer.” John said.

“Darling, by your own plans you’ll have us around for at least another year.” Theresa said, rinsing.

John moved to kiss her properly now that neither of them was conscious about their breath. Theresa hugged him shortly. Then John headed towards the wardrobe.

He stalled on the way to try to collect one from Cindy who was headed for the sink.

“Oh, no. Gotta brush!” she giggled, pulling away.

“Fickle women!” John said heading out the door.

“Fickle! If you weren’t so adamant about cooking I’d show you who’s fickle!” Cindy called after him.

“Don’t know why I put up with him.” She mused, quieter, heading for the sink.

“I do. Cause you’re flat in love with the man.” Theresa chuckled.

“Yeah, guess I am.” Cindy said, finding her toothbrush.

“So am I.” Theresa said quietly.

She watched her friend brushing her teeth for a moment and then headed back to bed. As she passed John, she tweaked his ass.

“Think I’d like ... French toast and bacon. Since you’re cooking.” she said.

“Want it in bed?” John asked, sarcastically.

“No ... I think Cindy and I will be occupied for a while. Just keep it warm.” she said with a wry smile.