I lay on the bed propped up by the pillows checking Stacey out. She was about 5' tall give or take an inch, small build, long blonde hair, blue eyes. It was hard to see her shape as she was wearing an oversized T shirt but since her breasts weren't apparent, she obviously was small breasted. Nice legs coming out of the shorts she was wearing. Her most striking feature was she was just really pretty. Not overdone gorgeous, just a naturally pretty girl.
My two girls, Tina and Tammy had dropped their skirts by now so were no longer standing there with their pussies exposed and they were greeting Amy telling her all about how I had shaved their pussies for them. Bob still stood there his eyes were just barely in his head and he was busy checking out the two girls who had just exposed their pussies to the entire room without a thought. You just knew he had a hardon in his jeans and was waiting for my girls to move on to the next act. I think he half expected them to strip naked and begin having sex with everyone at the same time.
Stacey looked back at me and asked, "So what are you guys doing tonight? Going back to the club?"
"I don't think so." I answered with a laugh. "It was fun but two nights in a row is a bit much. How about you and Bob?"
"We didn't have any specific plans. Just to hang out and bum around. Relax, you know." She answered.
Just then Tina interrupted insisting everybody listen to the story about how I bought them new earrings and necklaces and the way we blew the sales clerks mind. Me by openly and loudly proclaiming that I expected at least a blowjob and preferably anal sex in return for the jewelry and Tammy by saying I was the best Daddy in the world. We left the stuck up snob with the idea that the girls were my daughters and we were maintaining an incestuous relationship.
Amy got a fit of giggles after hearing the story and Stacey just laughed as though it were one of the best jokes she had heard in a long time. Bob stood there looking unsure. He may have been confused and thought the girls whom he had just been introduced to as sisters were actually my daughters also.
While everybody was laughing I cracked open one of the bottles of wine we had bought and poured myself a glass. "Anyone here thirsty?" I asked. "I have an open bottle of wine that wants to get emptied." Amy, Tina and Tammy immediately started clamoring for a glass.
"Well we should be going." Stacey offered.
"Why don't you like my wine? It's not good enough for you? Or do you find the company offensive?" I teased with a smile.
"Come on stay and have a glass of wine with us." Amy interjected.
"Well we don't want to intrude. But I guess one glass of wine is OK."
So I poured a round for everyone and we sat down to some general talk. Before long we finished that bottle and then a second. I found out Stacey was older than I had first thought, 25 and Bob was just turned 19. He was clearly uncomfortable but the wine was loosening him up.
Stacey was a nurse and lived in Baltimore. She had just broken up with the guy she had been living with for 3 years and came on this vacation with her cousin, Amy, as a way to "clear her head". While I at first assumed that she had broken the relationship off because she caught him cheating or he was a bum or something. She revealed that she kicked him out for "lackonookie". For those of you who are unfamiliar with lackonookie it usually is more common in females than males but can affect both sexes. It manifests itself in an almost non-existent sex drive, hence the name lack-o-nookie. In other words she booted her boyfriend not because he couldn't get it up but because he didn't want to get it up and on, no sex.
We had almost finished the third and last bottle of wine and I decided I was having a good time and it seemed as though everyone else was also, but the wine was nearly gone and I was getting hungry.
"How about some pizza, anybody getting hungry?" I asked.
Everybody agreed that it sounded good. I grabbed the phone book and called to order pizza from a place down the street. I knew there was a liquor store in the same block so we could get our food and beverages all at the same time. I got up and slipped my shoes on, grabbed my keys and started to go. "You want some help." Stacey asked.
"Sure, probably could use it carrying everything." I answered
"I want to come too." Tammy said as she jumped up.
I think she was more concerned about this new female making a play for "her boyfriend" than carrying pizzas but the extra hands would be nice. We walked down to the car and headed down the street. I dropped both girls off at the pizza place and parked down the block in front of the liquor store. While they picked up the pies I grabbed the heavier liquids. 6 bottles of wine and a case of beer can be a little heavy and awkward compared to 4 pizzas.
Tammy had seemed a little cold toward Stacy when we left the room so I was a little surprised when they came out of the Pizza shop and down the street laughing like girlfriends out for the evening. It turned out that the guy in the pizza shop was hitting on Stacey and Tammy shut him down by accusing him, very loudly and very publicly of being a child molester for trying to seduce her 10 year old sister. Stacy had the build to pass for a young girl and apparently it worked as the owner came running out and apologized to the girls for his son's rudeness and gave them the pies for free, "if they would only quiet down and leave".
"As we were going out the door he was yelling at him in Italian. He kept saying, porker or porketa or something like that, I wonder what it meant." Tammy giggled
"He was calling him a pig and telling him how upset his mother was going to be and that he was going to make him sleep in the dumpster with the garbage where pigs belong." Stacey answered laughing.