Chapter 3: Shower and Bed

In the shower, Connie started cleaning him first. Along with the high “rainfall” head, they had a hose for a forceful and direct spray. With this and with liquid soap, cleaning him up was fairly easy. The toughest part was his curly pubic hair.

Checking her work, she was sure to lick over his asshole and give him a quick, friendly mini blowjob. Just a half-minute to give him a pleasant hint for future fun.

Then, they switched positions. Since she had removed all her hair “down there” it was easy to get her skin clean. Her body wash they were using contained oatmeal and kept her skin supple and healthy. At her direction, he used the nozzle for a quick douche and mini-enema, to bring her back to being “kissing sweet.” Which, of course, is what he did.

While they were toweling off, Connie had a request.

“Sweetie, I want sometime soon to get your pubic hair cut back so you’re easier to get clean. And I’m going to shave your asshole to stay tidy back there as well. OK?”

“Sure. Now do you have some gloves and supplies so I can go clean up your kitchen?”

“Of course I do, Eli, and no fucking way. You’re my guest, and I damn well expected to clean up after myself. Just come with me to check my work,” she smiled. But when they reached the kitchen, it was clean and tidy, with a faint odor of bleach. They stood there, momentarily stunned.

“Sheila,” said Eli. “I think I have to fuck her, Connie. This was awfully nice, and un-asked for.”

“I’d be happy if you and Sheila had fun, as long as I’m with you to ‘supervise.’”

For Eli, there was another surprise. When they went into Connie’s bedroom, Sheila was tucked into her queen-sized bed.

“Oh, we always sleep together. We like the feeling of companionship. And we don’t use nightgowns or pajamas; I hope this isn’t a problem for you.”

“Connie, you can’t possibly imagine that I would prefer you to be covering your magnificent body.”

“Well argued, counselor. You get the middle, then, and you’re the big spoon.”

Eli swam up to wakefulness. Something was happening outside of his experience. Somebody was sucking his cock! His eyes flew open; it was Sheila. On his other side, Connie explained.

“It was rock, paper, scissors, and she won.”

“Last night wasn’t a dream, then. I’m in bed, ooh, that’s nice, Sheila. I’m in bed with two gorgeous young women who are hot for me and want to be my poopy pals. Is this really possible?”

Connie smiled at him, affirmingly.

“I may die of happiness, Connie. Sheila, sweetie, hold up for a minute. Come on up here with us, please.”

He kissed her, open-mouthed, and swirled his tongue inside her mouth. After a moment of surprise, she responded in kind.

“You don’t mind the taste of yourself?”

“Not after enjoying the reason for it. I’m really a perv, you know. I mean, I’m going to have my tongue in your asses today, I hope. And, another thing, since I haven’t had any partners in forever, I jerk off almost every night. And, ladies, because it’s convenient and it’s another dirty habit, I lick my milk off my fingers when I finish.”