I left the girls resting on the bed, napping was more like it and went into the living room. My hand stroked my hard dick for a second and I chuckled. It would have been so easy to come up onto my knees and fuck the shit out of Mary. I wanted to so bad and that was the main reason I had left the room.
With a deep sigh, I headed for the kitchen to make my morning coffee. The clock on the stove caught my attention and I grinned, it was only six thirty. Then I sighed again, this was my last day alone with Rita, her parents would be home this evening.
As I made coffee, my mind built scenes of the time, when I got around to telling her mom about this weekend. My manhood twitched from time to time and wasn't going down a bit as my imagination was working overtime. Most of the things that my mind came up with would happen and I knew it; that was what was so good about it.
The soft sounds of bare feet behind me brought me up out of my daydreams and I turned to see Rita walking over to lean on the counter.
"Good morning." I told her with a big grin.
She grinned back and nodded her head. "Isn't it though?"
"How's Mary doing?" I asked still grinning.
"Washing her face and the other end." She replied with a giggle. "I just had the one end to clean up. Boy did I make a mess."
Mary came through the bedroom door and said, "You sure as hell did, and I'm going to have to wash my hair before we leave."
Rita giggled and turned to meet her friend with a hug and a soft kiss on the lips. When the kiss parted, Mary added, "And by the way, don't pull my hair so hard next time."
Rita grinned and then laughed; I had to chuckle myself. "What's so funny?" Mary asked.
"You said next time," Rita told her with a big grin. "Like there would be a next time in the near future."
Mary grinned and asked, "Like, there won't be? As horny as we both stay and without Uncle Rick around, I'll bet money on there being a next time and probably many more after that."
Rita giggled and kissed her again, only a lot more deeply. The kiss broke slowly and both girls sighed as they hugged each other tighter. "I guess we'll both be bi then, in that case," Rita whispered.
"Not me, I'm sticking to boys. Well, that is, not counting you of course," Mary whispered and then giggled. "Sticking, get it."
Rita laughed and nodded, "Yeah I got it, it's about as lame as most of your jokes."
That got the wrestling and then tickling match going. Finally, Mary called time as Rita had her bent over the counter and held down with her body as she tickled both sets of ribs and her underarms. Rita laughed and let her go.
She raised her arms and danced around, saying, "Yeah, I'm still the world champion, the one, the only, the greatest of the greats."
I laughed and shook my head. "Come on champ, the coffee's ready. Do you want some, Mary?"
"I always want some," Mary shot back at me with a giggle.
"Coffee, Mary, coffee," I said with a chuckle. Under my breath I muttered, "You don't know how close you came to getting more than you could ever handle of the other."
"Huh?" Mary asked and Rita, who was standing next to me, broke up laughing.
"Lack of sex, makes you deaf," I said with a deadpan expression. This made Rita laugh even harder and Mary giggled.
I swatted Rita on the ass and asked, "What the hell are you laughing at, you were just as close, last night." I took a sip of my coffee and whispered, "You two are going to be the death of me yet."
Rita stopped laughing and hugged me, whispering, "Yeah, and I would have enjoyed every second of it too."
I hugged her back with one arm as I whispered back, "I would have also little one, believe me. One of these days in the not to far future, I'll come to my senses and kick my own ass all over town for passing it up." I chucked and added, "Passing up both of you for that matter. I need my head examined." I sighed deeply and sipped my coffee.
Mary stood by the end of the counter, looking at us with a perplexed look on her face. Rita chuckled and said to her, "Sometimes you are so dense. He's talking about fucking the shit out of that sweet little virgin pussy of yours when you were draped over that pillow, almost senseless. His dick was probably only inches away and it would have been so easy just to stick it in. What could you have done about it? Absolutely nothing, right?"
Mary's eyes slowly got big and round. "Oh shit, I hadn't even thought about that."
When her eyes dropped to my rampant manhood, she gave a shiver, and swallowed hard. Her eyes flicked to Rita and then back to my dick as a smile started to bloom on her face. "All I could have done was just lay there and enjoy it, as I came my brains out and died."
Rita laughed and said, "You got that right girlfriend, I would have been the same way, and most of me couldn't have cared less whether I was a virgin or not until later."
"Well, I care and that's not my job. That belongs to some young stud your age that you think you're in love with, to do," I said softly. I sighed heavily and sipped my coffee. "Oh course, I'd love to do it myself, don't get me wrong, but it's not my place."
Rita hugged me tight and Mary took a couple of quick steps and hugged me from the other side.
"We love you," I heard Rita whisper and I felt Mary nod her head against my chest, in agreement.
"When I get ready, I want you to be my first," I heard Mary whisper so softly that I figured she was talking to herself.
I let it pass. I also figured that by the time she got around to that, I would be long forgotten. Anyway, it would happen at the end of a long hot petting session with some young guy, probably in the front seat of a pickup truck.
"Me too," I heard Rita whisper.
Mary giggled and said, in a little louder voice, "We'll make a pack on it. The first one to decide to have sex for real will call the other one and we'll call Uncle Rick, together. Then he can come down and we'll all meet here at this cabin and have our own little three way orgy."
"Sounds like a plan to me," Rita said with a giggle of her own. "But shouldn't we do it closer to town? That way, we won't have so far to haul Uncle Rick's dead body after we get through with him."
Mary giggled and then laughed as I said, "Hey, don't talk about death around old people, it ain't polite. Although, the thought of having you two completely to myself and being able to do what I really want to do is very, very appealing to say the least. It would be worth dieing for and anyway, I'd go with one hell of a smile on my face."
I felt a pair of hands on my manhood and both girls giggled as they felt each other's hands and realized that they had had the same idea at the same time.
Mary whispered, "That'll make three of us, for sure." Then she sighed and added, "I just wish we didn't have to wait to repay you for all you've done for us this weekend."
I chuckled and said, "You don't owe me anything; I'm the one who owes something. I've had the time of my life and wouldn't have missed this for anything. It's the perfect gift for the dirty old man in your life." I paused a second and added, "Hey, now you both know what to get me for Christmas and my birthday."
I chuckled and whispered under my breath, "Don't I just wish."