Chapter 67

A shower break was in order, considering we were all differing levels of sticky and sweaty. The issue was that the showers in my home were really only equipped for two people at a time, maybe three, and that would leave someone on the outs.

Apparently, I was still the hot commodity of the evening, and the girls played Rock-Paper-Scissors to figure out who was heading upstairs with me. Three-way.

It was a disaster. First, Elyse kept going on Scissors instead of on Shoot. Then all three of them through Rock, then all three Paper. Then there was one Rock, one Paper, one Scissors. No winner.

I ended up writing down a number between One and Three on a piece of paper, and they each picked a number. When I revealed it was two (laughing internally because that was the only number between one and three), Tori had won the day. Or moment. Whatever it was. Rhia and Elyse ribbed her a little about it, but considering they were all still streaked with my drying cum, it all came across as extra silly.

“God, Shane,” Tori groaned once we were in the shower. “How do you do that?”

“What in particular are you asking about?” I grinned, continuing to slowly wash-massage her back.

“That,” Tori grunted. “This. Everything.”

“Superspecific, and super easy to answer,” I smirked.

She leaned back against me, my cock poking against her butt as the water ran over us, and she shimmied her hips to get it lined up with her ass crack and poking up into the small of her back. That made me groan softly, which made her grin. “I need to win the Powerball or something,” she sighed, reaching back and rubbing her hands over my thighs as I washed over her shoulders and down her chest to her tits.