Chapter 435

Wanda didn’t do the buttons back up on her flannel shirt, though she did pull it mostly closed, which made the walk back a tantalising stroll knowing she was one gust of wind away from flashing me. It didn’t happen, though, and after dumping a bag of Ralph’s business in the dumpsters outside, we’d made our way back to Becca’s apartment. That was when Wanda had stripped off her shirt fully, and I’d taken a moment to pick her up and set her down sitting on the kitchen island so that I could feast on her breasts for a long minute, kissing and sucking them even if they were sweaty from our night out.

Eventually, laughing, she’d pulled my lips up for her to kiss, and then pushed me away and told me to stay out in the living room while she ducked into the master bedroom, heading to either join Becca in the shower or trade off with her.

That left me alone with Ralph, and I spent a few minutes tossing a toy for him, but we both lost interest in that quickly, so I sat down on the couch, and he lay down across the room from me on the doggy bed that had been set up in an open space for him. He stared at me as if to say, ‘Hey man, watcha gonna do?’

I ended up pulling out my phone, because what else was I going to do?

I’d been able to generally keep up with the messages going on throughout the night, and wished my girls goodnight as they were heading to bed. None of them were awake at this point. I checked my emails quickly, but nothing new had come in since that afternoon that I needed to respond to before Monday. With the sound of the shower, knowing one or both of the blondes were currently under that hot water, in the back of my mind, I found myself with a half-chub and horny. Hell, I’d had a half-hard cock for more than half the night, with Becca and Wanda taking turns or both dancing up on me whenever a song was even remotely danceable.

If I was being realistic, I was going to need to pop my first orgasm of the night pretty quickly before we got down to real business. Thankfully, I was sure that the Perks would help me stay hard and fully capable of satisfying both my lovers from a stamina point of view, so I wasn’t afraid of only being able to go once, so I decided that it would be OK to indulge my horniness a little.

I pulled up Zenya’s texts and the videos she’d sent me earlier.

“Jesus, Zenya,” Becca said from behind me, making me jump. “Talk about showing off.”

I almost jumped out of my skin, both because I’d been so absorbed in the amateur porn that the redhead had sent me that I hadn’t heard Becca approaching, and from the primal urge of feeling like I’d been caught doing something I wasn’t supposed to.

“Holy shit,” I breathed out, feeling like my heart had skyrocketed for a moment and was now starting to float back down slowly on a parachute.

“Sorry,” Becca grinned through her laughter at my reaction. “I didn’t mean to spook you.”

“No, it’s fine,” I said, laughing with her, blinking and trying to breathe. “I guess you caught me.”

“Watching porn of your fuck buddy?” Becca smirked. “And my good friend?”

“Yeah,” I blushed.

“Lemme see,” she said, coming around the couch and sitting next to me. She was wearing her bathrobe and had stripped all of her makeup off, but had obviously blow-dried her hair and styled it a bit.