Chapter 15

I woke up Wednesday morning and stared at their robes hanging in the bathroom. I sighed as I headed into the shower. A hot shower would make things feel more right in the world. It’s not like I hadn’t known what I was getting into. Since that first kiss, I had been running downhill, out of control, hoping I wouldn’t crash along the way.

Getting under the water I felt some tension ease. It was both scary and delightful. I’d built a life of consistency. While my feet were coming out from under me I also, for the first time, felt others supporting me. The battling feelings of being stupid and the luckiest man on earth went back and forth in my head. I went downstairs and started work early since I had an errand to run. By noon I had returned home with a tiny box in my pocket, had laid out a selection of pâtés and crackers, some kosher and halal, and retreated to my cave.

When I emerged at 4:30 I headed to the patio. Books and phones were in evidence but no girls. I headed back in and went towards the bedroom but a shriek erupted and a slammed door barred my way.

“No peeking!” Someone yelled through the door. I think it was Lavi.

“I’ve seen you naked,” I yelled back.

“Go! Meet us at the pool.” It was muffled but I was pretty sure that was Melissa.

Women, can’t live without them, can’t tie them up to your bedpost in a collar and kitten ears. Well, not for any extended period. With that pleasant image in mind, I went down to the patio and decided if I was going to cool my heels it might as well be in the water. It stung a bit where I’d been scratched yesterday but Melissa has done a great job keeping chemicals at a minimum so I could ignore it. I was doing lazy laps when they finally emerged. I turned my head to the side to breathe as I raised my arm for the stroke and saw them. If it had been a cartoon I would have frozen and sunk to the bottom. Instead, I made sure I was in the shallows and walked to the edge so I didn’t miss a single step of these two goddesses.

Melissa came out first but waited for Lavi and they walked to me, hand in hand. Melissa wore a classic cut bikini. It was plaid with a red and black pattern. It was not outrageously small but also left little to the imagination. Two large triangles held her breasts but the sides fell away just enough to let you know there was no padding in the suit to provide false advertising. She turned around and I could see the bottom piece covered her butt but the right and left sides of her cheeks were exposed.

Lavi has gone with a solid color of metallic black to draw the eye as it reflected light. Although Melissa’s bikini was not modest Lavi made her look like a Puritan. Technically, it was a one-piece, not a bikini. However, the strip that connected the bottoms to her top was no wider than my thumb. The top was technically larger than Melissa’s but due to her chest, covered less, really little more than enough to cover the forward-facing parts of her breasts. The straps holding it went under her arms and over her shoulders to keep it in place but were transparent making the metallic black seem to float. I only saw them when they got close and I could barely make the straps out.

They stood by the pool so I craned my neck up to see them. Melissa held Lavi’s hand up so Lavi could twirl, showing that the bottoms were a thong. I wolf-whistled.

“I think he likes them,” Lavi said as she giggled.

“Wow,” I replied.

“Seriously, you like?” Melissa asked.

“The only reason I’m not climbing out of this pool is because I hope you’ll come in here to join me.” They did exactly that though they took the long way to the steps. Lavi walked, taking bouncing steps in the water which did hypnotic things to her chest. Melissa meanwhile dived and swam underwater towards me, emerging next to me and putting her arms around me for a kiss.

Lavi caught up and I put my hands on her hips as I looked at the ... swimsuit.

“I take it you ladies went shopping?”

“I did,” said Melissa.

“That was in your closet?” I indicated the suit with my eyes, addressing Lavi.

“Not exactly,” she replied, “I made it.”

“Really?”

She nodded yes. “She makes a lot of her outfits,” added Melissa. “You don’t think that flag dress on the fourth was ready to wear do you?”

I just shrugged. “Didn’t think about it,” I offered honestly.

“Typical man, you are hopeless,” Melissa said as she rubbed my arm.

“I think he has some potential,” Lavi added and kissed me, her tongue chasing mine. A little tremor went through me.

I looked at Melissa. “You seem ... calmer today.”

She grinned. “We may, well, have taken the edge off before putting on suits.”

“Is that what I was banned from?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh no”, Lavi interjected, “that you would have been welcome for but the swimsuits were a surprise.”

Melissa nodded in agreement. “We would have just kicked you out afterward.”

“Fair enough, it’s your bedroom too,” I said

That must have been the right thing to say because it got me a kiss from Melissa while Lavi put her hand around our girlfriend’s waist. Then Lavi kissed me while Melissa reached into my swim trunks to check and see if I was starting to get hard yet. I was and that accelerated it.

Melissa was looking at Lavi, “I do wonder if that suit will actually stay on in the water though.”

“One way to find out,” I said. I stepped away from Melissa’s hand and added, “tidal wave.”

“Wha...” Lavi got out as Melissa smirked and I got my arm under Lavi’s knees, picked her up, and fell backward with her in my arms.

She kicked away from me in the water and came up, her soaked curly hair looking like a wet mop. She did not look amused so I did what any wise man would do. I pointed at Melissa and said, “she made me.”

A predatory grin crossed Lavi’s face as she launched after Melissa. Melissa, in turn, chased me calling me a variety of things, troublemaker being the most polite. I might have escaped but laughing made swimming hard. I ended up being pushed under by Melissa in the deep end. I emerged from my well-deserved dunking at Melissa’s hands and reversed roles. Having already descended into acting like little kids in the pool we didn’t see any reason to stop. After a while, we tired and ended up all laughing and holding each other in a tiny tight circle, our foreheads together and rocking back and forth in the water pleasantly.

“So, who is hungry?” I asked after a few minutes.

“Me!” “Us!” They responded together. So we got out.

I was toweling my legs dry when I felt Melissa’s hands on my back gently and she said, “I’m sorry.”

Lavi looked closely, not having seen the marks with all the commotion of the pool. “Wow, you really got him! Poor baby,” Lavi started kissing my back on each scratch, “you need to say you’re sorry.”

“I did.” Melissa looked chagrined.

“No, say you’re sorry,” Lavi said with deliberate patience as she pulled my swim shorts down and reached around to stroke me. Melissa seemed to get the hint and took the towel I had been using out of my hands and folded it to kneel on. She leaned forward took my dick in her mouth quickly. Lavi’s hand had me hardening and Melissa finished the process as she took me in, her tongue running underneath me as I hardened. Sucking as she lazily moved up and down I ran my hands through her hair as Lavi hugged me from behind, which is when I realized Lavi had taken her top down while I couldn’t see her. Melissa mirrored her, releasing me from her mouth and leaned back. Keeping her eyes locked with me she reached behind her and undid her bikini top releasing those magnificent breasts and then leaned forward again.

Lavi kissed my shoulder as Melissa massaged my balls with one hand while sucking with her mouth. She pulled off and leaned in burning her face in my balls. Using one hand she held my dick up over her face and licked at my balls. She stroked me gently and looked up.

“You like this?”

“I do,” I said smiling. She replied by returning to it.

I heard over my shoulder, Lavi whispered throatily into my ear. “Maybe we can do this later. Would you like that?”

“Fuck, yes.”

Melissa pulled away from my balls and took the tip in her mouth and sucked hard while stroking me. She kept this up for what felt like forever and slowly took more and more of me in her mouth until she was almost deep throating me. She couldn’t quite make it and she pulled off and took in a deep breath but looked very pleased with herself.

“Let’s try that again,” she said. Melissa grabbed the back of my thighs and leaned in pulling me deeper and deeper and she sucked. I took her hair in my hands and decided to stop being passive and held her in place. I started moving my hips and fucking her face. She sucked on each stroke. Lavi had since stopped kissing me but was still plastered to my back and craned around me, watching her girlfriend suck me off.

I don’t know how long I could have lasted with that but I let go of Melissa’s head and guided her hand to my shaft. She jerked me while sucking on the tip and it wasn’t long before I felt my balls begin to tighten.

“Do you want it?” I asked. “I’m going to cum in your mouth.” She didn’t take her mouth off but clamped down harder and looked at me with doe-like eyes. I couldn’t hold it any longer and didn’t try and came, spurting as I convulsed and felt my balls drain. Melissa closed her eyes and stayed in place suckling my shrinking dick. As it slipped from her mouth she eyed it, held it up, and milked it making sure she got the last of my cream and licked it like a lollipop to get the last drops before making an exaggerated swallowing sound and showing me her empty mouth. I stroked her cheek and told her she was a good girl which earned me the smile I loved.

We had dinner on the patio as usual. The girls left their tops off as I brought out the salad bowl. The salad was super simple, greens, fresh strawberries, homemade croutons, roast chicken but all delivered today so perfectly fresh from the farm with great flavor. I had made two dressings, a soy-ginger which I made frequently, and a savory grape dressing that was an experiment. I figured if the grape didn’t work I had a good one to fall back on. Complementing it were some fresh rolls with butter and honey.

Melissa and Lavi had both opted to divide their salads into halves and use both dressings.

“Really good,” Melissa said between bites.

“They’re really different,” Lavi added, “It’s kind of like having two different salads. The Asian one really brings out the chicken but the grape brings a freshness to the greens.”

I think I was smiling from ear to ear. The girls talked for a while about school starting up. Melissa was mostly in honor classes. Lavi, however, was taking AP Calculus, which it turned out she had no interest in but found math easy. They had gotten their schedules by email and they only had one class together, an elective in the career department.

“Is it still like it was when I was in school?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” asked Lavi.

“Back then the career classes were for people not going to college.”

“A little, I guess.” Melissa shrugged as she responded.

“This is Textiles and Design. We learn about sewing and working with patterns, designing patterns, and so on,” said Lavi. “It’s a useful skill to know.”

“It’s a free period for you,” said Melissa, a little sourly.

“Not really. There are tons of things I don’t know, especially making the patterns. And they go into the technical stuff about the fabrics.”

“You just better help me out since I signed up to be with you,” said Melissa in a pout.

“I would carry your ass through the desert, so I certainly will in class,” replied Lavi, smiling.

Melissa tried to continue pouting but found herself smiling back. After dinner, we all washed dishes together. Afterward, Lavi and Melissa changed into pajama pants and a t-shirt while I opted for boxers and a t-shirt. We wandered down to the living room. I made sure to sit on the far end of the couch and as I sat felt down behind the cushion to make sure things were as expected. That was when Melissa’s phone rang. I withdrew my hand to wait.

She answered it immediately and said “Bro!” They began talking. Apparently, he was going to come to visit their mom at least on Saturday ... and might be bringing a boy with him. She held up her hand in a “one-minute” gesture and wandered into the kitchen so that she wouldn’t make Lavi and I listen to her one side of the conversation.

I sat on the couch with Lavi straddling me, knees on either side facing me. She grabbed my hands and put them under her shirt.

“Horny?” I asked.

“Not really but I like your hands and I figured I’d give Melissa something to see when she comes back.”

I obliged and began playing with her breasts which made her smile. “She told you?”

“About her liking to watch? Yeah. I had kind of guessed it anyway.” I ran my palms over her nipples, which were already hard.

“Have you been surprised about her and me?” I asked.

“Nah, not after I met you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, she’s always liked older guys, especially smart ones. What do they call it, sapiosexual? That’s my Mellie.” Her face fell. “I guess that’s why I thought she’d never want me.”

I stopped. “You’re pretty damn smart, Lavi.”

“I’m a pair of tits.”

“You’re in AP Calculus.”

“I got a bit of my dad’s brain but overall I just do okayin school.”

“Being smart is a hell of a lot more than school.” She kind of sighed and harrumphed, as if what I said wasn’t worth responding to. So, I pinched her nipple, hard.

“Ow!”

“Listen to me.” She looked at me. “There have been half a dozen times since we met when your intelligence has astounded me and made my life better for it. That’s not even counting your obvious skill with sewing and math, which are not inconsequential. You’re curious and vibrant and your interests aren’t in a lot of academic things but that doesn’t have a damn thing to do with being smart.”

She didn’t look entirely convinced but said, “Thank you.”

“Now, let me ask, how are you doing?”

“Great.” She still looked a bit forlorn but the reply didn’t sound forced.

“It’s been a crazy few weeks. I know what you told me but ... I just want to be sure.”

She looked at me seriously. “Robert, Melissa and I went shopping this morning. I have no idea how many times we’ve shopped over the years but do you know what she did this morning?”

“What?”

“She called me her girlfriend. She fed me a bite from her muffin at the coffee shop. She gave me a quick kiss. It was like every other time but with more.”

“And sex later,” I added grinning.

She beamed. “Yeah, and wonderful mind-blowing sex later. But, that moment when she gave me that kiss, she held onto my bottom lip for a second with her teeth. I never had that in my fantasies and I should have. It was perfect.”

“And us?”

“This weekend. I want it. I got my dyke princess fantasy of fucking the princess. Now, how about her betrothed, will the foreign king fuck the shit out of me?”

“You don’t want Prince Charming?”

Snort. “It’s complicated. Mellie doesn’t. She’s never liked boys and always wanted a man. I don’t get why she has her type but I’m getting why she likes you.”

“You’re sure...”

“Robert ... I like you. I’m pretty damn sure I’m going to love you one day so I keep it simple when I say I do love you because I will. Don’t overthink this.”

And I realized I felt the same way. “You know it takes a really smart girl to figure that stuff out. You’re smarter about these things than I am.”

“Then listen to me.”

“I am. I just want to make sure this is for you.”

“Well, I’m getting pretty tired of wait...” Lavi trailed off.

That’s when Melissa came in and was hanging up the call when she saw us sitting there and instantly had her phone out and was taking pictures. Lavi obliged by pulling her shirt up while I played with her breasts. At this point, I was getting aroused again and I could feel Lavi was turned on by her squirming but she was also posing for effect. We were teasing Melissa who had gone dead silent. She was so engrossed in taking pictures I heard her make a sad sound in her throat when Lavi got up and pulled her shirt down. Lavi plopped down on the couch and laid on the other end from me and grinned.

“I did not expect that,” Melissa said sitting between us.

“Enjoy it?” I asked.

She smiled and nodded happily. “It was weird, something about the surprise just hit me.” I kissed her to make sure she knew it was all good and then Lavi did the same. Then we all leaned back, Melissa leaning against me and Lavi’s legs across the two of us.

So, my hand wiggled down between the cushions and returned to the surprise. I pulled it out and held the jeweler’s box aloft and leaning over Melissa passed it down to Lavi. She opened it and her eyes went wide. She held them up. They were teardrop stones, the earrings made in the same style as Melissa’s using the same bordering gold but instead of black sapphires set in them they were two brilliant fire opals.