"Am I the first one to arrive?"
Janet smiled indulgently as she beckoned me in. "Not at all," she answered. "Lori is here already." I heard a muffled hello from the kitchen and replied in kind, while drinking in the barely concealed spectacle that was Janet's impressive physique. I had always known that she had an excellent figure, but had never known quite so much of it to be on display.
The blouse that she wore was very white and surprisingly tight; so much so that it revealed quite clearly that she was wearing nothing underneath it. The outline of her breasts could easily be seen, and her nipples were well defined against the cut of her blouse She wore a black skirt which was also very tight, but high slits on both sides showed off her legs to the highest degree. He hurriedly looked away before his mouthing excitement could manifest itself physically.
He stepped into the spacious living room to greet Lori, who had emerged from the kitchen with a checkered towel in hand. She was also dressed very provocatively; in this case, with a red dress that hugged her generous curves like an anxious lover and strongly suggested that she wasn't wearing any underwear whatsoever. He muttered something polite about her appearance, turned quickly to the window, made some inane comment about the view and wondered how obviously he was blushing.
"How many other people are coming?" he finally asked.
Behind him, Lori and Janet exchanged a quick, private look. "No one else, actually."
He turned back to face them, curiosity lifting one eyebrow. "Small party."
"You might even call it an intimate gathering," Lori suggested.
He speared her with a quick, inquisitive glance. Something about the way in which she'd stressed intimate -- No, he thought, she certainly doesn't mean that. Suddenly at a loss for words, he quirked one side of his mouth up in a silent smile and turned once again to the living room window. He was increasingly aware that they were moving closer to him, and was shortly overwhelmed by the warmth of their bodies as they sidled up to the window on either side of him. He felt like he was going to jump out of his skin.
Lori breathed into his ear, "You know that we have a couple of secrets to confess."
Janet readily agreed as she turned to face him, leaning up against the wall. He was a head taller then she was, and a simple downward glance was sufficient to see that she'd undone the top two buttons on her blouse and confirm that she was, indeed, braless. He drew his breath in with a sharp gasp, the smooth skin of Janet's small but pert breasts almost begging for his touch. She drew one finger up along the edge of the material, pulling the blouse a little bit further open to reveal that much more of her flesh. "Secret number one," she said with an alluring smile, "is that we've been waiting for this for years."
Lori had moved closer to him as well, and the length of her body was pressed against the left side of his. "Don't tell me that you haven't noticed the way we've been flirting with you?"
He was finding it extremely difficult to pull his attention away from Janet's cleavage, but muttered something about having noticed it. "I never thought it would lead to this though."
Lori's breath was very warm and moist on his earlobe, and he suddenly realized that she was whispering to him. "Didn't you ever wish it would?"
The incongruity of such a question, given his present circumstances, struck him as suddenly funny. "More often then I should probably admit," he said.
Janet looked over at Lori with a secretive smirk and asked, "Time for the second secret?"
"oh, I think so." Lori deftly slipped past him and drew Janet into a lingering, tactile and steamy embrace. Their lips met with a hungry passion, and one of Lori's hands slipped up beneath Janet's blouse to cup her small breast. Both moaned softly, and he was suddenly painfully aware of the way in which Lori's ass was grinding against his stiff cock. He dropped his hands to her hips, and drew his strong fingers up along the slinky material of her dress.
They broke their kiss briefly when Lori arched her back and pressed her ass a little more fully against his hips. She threw one arm back around his neck and lifted her chin up toward his lips as their mouths met in a firm kiss, made all the more compelling by the hint of another mouth having been so recently involved. Janet watched them both with wide eyes, her hands finishing the task of exposing her breasts to their view and explained, "Lori and I are lovers, but we've wanted to have you for a long time."
For one delirious moment he wondered if this was all some sort of joke, and would have asked as much were it not for Lori's mouth, which was quite completely occupying his own. She broke the kiss with a lingering tug on his lower lip, which Janet watched with hungry appreciation as she deftly rolled her thick, short nipples between tender fingertips. It took surprisingly little time for them to make it to the bedroom, and even at that, the journey seemed to consist only of fleeting touches and the rustle of fabric as three sets of clothing were readily discarded until finally each of them stood, nude, by the foot of Lori's bed.