I woke up with that all-over relaxed feeling you get when you've just had a 90 minute massage from a deeply body-aware practitioner. I stretched out on the sheets, yawned, blinked and looked around. Raph was gone and I was famished. I threw on some boxers and a v-neck and stumbled to the sun-lit kitchen. Walking in, I wasn't ensure exactly what was going on even though I definitely wanted it to continue, whatever it was.
Our kitchen was small. There was a dining table pushed up against the long wall of the rectangular room. I entered and Raph had her back to me in the chair nearest the door. She was wearing her robe. Bianca was sitting completely naked in the chair opposite her. They'd both been snacking. This left only one chair left. If I took it, Bianca would have her exit from the kitchen blocked. She could squeeze past but it was a little awkward.
"I should really go put something on and get back to my movie..." Bianca started.
"Nonsense, we'd love your company" Raph interrupted. "Bruce, come on in and have a seat."
I pulled the chair and sat down, looking closely at Raph. Her robe was spilling open leaving one nipple exposed. I looked her in the eye quizzically and she just smiled back at me with nonchalance. She looked me up and down and smirked. I wasn't sure why. "Bianca was just telling me she's been feeling lonely and could really use more time with us," she said. "She was just starting her laundry and wanted to throw her clothes in. I told her it'd be okay with us if laundry day was clothing optional. You don't mind do you?"
"Not at all," I responded. "I could really use something to eat though." I decided to test the situation and see what was up. "Would one of you mind getting me something to eat?" I asked the question looking Raph directly in the eyes. She studiously avoided my gaze though and just smiled politely, staring at Bianca. After a few seconds of awkward silence I joined her and also made eye contact with Bianca.
As Bianca flushed and slowly stood up, the only one of the two of them with easy access to the counter, refrigerator, and food because of the way my chair was blocking access to the rest of the kitchen, I watched her perfect tits rise and fall against her chest. She'd taken a deep breath and slowly let it out. She stood still in front of us for a three count so we could take in her neatly trimmed bush, her taut B-cups, and her toned stomach while she looked down at the floor. This had the effect of confirming her submission -- she wasn't going to make it awkward for us to take her in - and her willingness to serve our joint request naked confirmed her unspoken desire to be commanded - to let go and relax into a subservient headspace.
"What would you like?" Bianca asked while gazing absently at the floor.
"How about a peach and a glass of white?" I answered.
Bianca turned to the counter to find the fruit. "Oh, and could you please grab me a plate and moisten up a towel while you're up?" Raph added to Bianca.
"How was your nap?" Raph asked nonchalantly.
"Ah it was great," I answered. "Though I think it's time we wash our sheets. Don't you just love that feeling of crisp and clean? In fact, I see you've made a bit of a mess of your robe with your snack there. Why not go ahead and throw that in the wash as well?" Now I was pushing it -- how would Raph respond to my suggestion that she join in the spirit of laundry day?
Raph looked me in the eye while I casually smiled back at her. What was our dynamic going to be, I wondered? Raph stood up. "You know, you're right. I really should wash this old thing." She slowly slipped one shoulder completely out, exposing both of her C cups tits. She had perfect, quarter-sized pink nipples to compliment Bianca's dime-sized areolae.
I glanced back at Bianca who was slicing up my peach on the counter. She had paused and craned her neck around. Raph stood and shimmied her hips to let her robe slip off to puddle on the ground at her feet, showing off her perfect hour-glass figure and hairless slit.
"I'll just go grab our sheets and throw all of this in the wash together," Raph said and walked naked down the hallway to our room. She'd be back in a minute.
Bianca came back to the table and passed over everything I'd asked for. "I should probably do the dishes now, I forgot it's my turn," she said.
"I think that's a great idea. No time like the present," I responded. I wanted her to understand that she needed my approval. I saw her idea of doing the dishes as a mechanism for her to continue spending time naked with us. It would also keep her more fully on display standing up with something to draw her focus.
