Later, when she thought about it, she wasn't sure what made her do it. Perhaps to taste herself on someone other than him, but she reached down and kissed Eve. Tentatively at first, then deeper, exploring Eve's mouth with her tongue. Tasting herself and also him.
Eve's lips were soft and smooth, her tongue eager to please and her hands keen to explore, travelling up Honey's legs, fingertips dancing over her inner thighs.
He watched them from the doorway, a fresh bottle of fizz and three glasses in his hand. He hadn't been sure what would happen putting these two together, but he hadn't expected the fireworks that were clearly happening before him as Honey pulled Eve in for another deep and lingering kiss. After all the fuss she'd caused, he was surprised how much his slut was clearly enjoying the other woman. And he was enjoying watching them.
He took his cock in his free hand, tugging it slowly as he watched their naked bodies entwine, Honey's hands in Eve's hair, running them down her back, over her tight arse and back up into her hair again. Eve manhandling Honey's tits, rubbing, squeezing and circling her nipples, seeming to be in awe of the size of them compared to her pert little mounds.
God this was hot, he tugged harder at his cock, never taking his eyes of their bodies. He didn't realise he was holding his breath until he felt the sticky cum over his hand and the release of air from between his lips.
They were watching him, smiling as he made his way towards them.
"You girls seem to be getting along well."
They giggled.
"We are Sir, thank you." They spoke almost in unison.
He'd never heard his slut giggle like that before.
He slowly unwrapped the foil on the bottle and laid it on the table with the glasses.
"Good." He twisted the metal cap that enclosed the cork. He felt their eyes upon him, waiting for their next command.
"Eve, one thing you must learn is to honour and obey your master no matter what, can you do that?"
"Yes Sir."
"You're learning quickly, good girl. Come here."
She walked confidently to him, eyes lowered as Honey had taught her, and waited for him to speak again. He popped the cork on the bottle, poured two glasses and handed her one. They locked eyes and drank deeply.
He led Eve over to the sun loungers in the corner. He sat first, opening his legs wide, pulling her down to sit between them, her slender back resting against his chest, his cock between them.