I lay still, with the blanket half over my face, until Lenny left for work. He was very considerate, and kept his voice down, whispering to Mel as they ate some breakfast, and kissing her quietly at the door.

As soon as his truck disappeared down the street, Stella reappeared, dressed in the shirt from last night, and bright red panties. She danced across the room with a pillow in her hand, obviously planning to hit me with it. I stayed still, and watched her, half of me taking in the delight of seeing her body dance around, showing off her panties, the other half carefully monitoring her movements, ready to react at the last possible instant. As she got within reach of the sofa, I leapt up, grabbed a pillow, and smacked her around the head with it, enjoying the stunned look on her smiling face.

After a few minutes of sparring with the pillows, she claimed that I had an advantage, having no clothing to get in the way. When I suggested she could correct that, she slapped me with the pillow again, ran across the room, turned back to me, and grinned.

"I'm gonna get you for that, Joe."

"Oh, you're all talk. What are you going to do?"

"Tell on you."

"Stella, who would you tell?"

"Mel, of course."

"She wouldn't back you up."

"How sure are you?"

"Very sure."

"We'll see. By the way, nice bod, Joe."

"Huh?"

"Couldn't see it last night. If you weren't so violent, I'd give you a kiss."

"Hey, you started it."

"Did not!"

"Oh, you did so. I saw you, stalking me with that pillow."

"I was walking over for a snuggle."

"Liar."

"That's it, I'm telling."

"Go on then."

"I will."

Stella disappeared down the hallway, dancing along flashing her red butt at me. I heard Mel squeal as Stella hit her with the pillow, and I climbed back under the blankets, listening to the fight continue, grinning, and recalling the previous night.

Stella eventually strolled back down the hallway, around the sofa, and sat down.

"I've spoken with Mel, and she says I'm right."

"About what exactly?"

"Didn't discuss that."

"I thought not."

"I'm not here to talk about that though. I have a couple of priorities."

"Oh, yes?"

"Yeah. First off, you need a kiss."

"Good plan!"

"Yeah. And then, you need a shower."

"Need?"

"Yeah. You smell."

"I do?"

"Yeah. Man smell. Nice, but not for going out."

"Want another kiss, then?"

"Oh, yeah."

"You're wasting time talking, Stella."

"You know", she said to me, a few minutes later, "You really shouldn't be allowed out of the house. You're a menace."

"I never was until yesterday."

"Such a shame. Stop that now. I like it too much. Bathroom!"

"Are you always this bossy?"

"Look Joe, one of us has to be sensible. It can be your turn later."

"Deal."

"I'll show you where the towels are. Oh, when did you put those back on?"

"I needed some defence."

"Not much use. Got some kinda bulge in the front."

"Another thing to blame you for."

"Hmmm.... You know what? I don't mind."

"No?"

"Uh uh. Now shower!"

She took my hand then, and led me down the hallway, stopping to collect a towel for me, and on into the bathroom.

"I'm sure you can figure it out, Joe. Anything you need?"

"Nope, don't think so."

"Good." Stella reached up and pecked me on the cheek, delightfully lifting her shirt up somewhere near her waist. "Stop staring down there, and listen. Don't you recognise a stop sign when you see one?"

"What stop sign?"

"Red." A twirl. "Panties. Stop sign. All right?"

"Alright. Good thing you told me."

"Yep. Listening now?"

"Ah, yep."

"Don't lock the door."

"No?"

"Uh uh. You might need something."

"Like what?"

"Like who knows?"

"Okay then."

"Good."

Another cheek peck, and off she went, leaving me breathless and stunned. Again. I just couldn't get over this girl. She was so casual and calm, not at all fazed by the events of last night, or being caught by Mel. And here I was, standing alone with an erection, and it all seemed so normal.

I did the only reasonable thing. I reached into the shower cubicle and turned the water on, and then searched around for something suitable to wash my hair with. Turned out Lenny had some shampoo in the shower, so I stripped off my undies, dropping them to the floor, hung the towel up on a spare hook, and walked into the shower, closing the glass slide behind myself, in case water splashed on the floor.

The shower was great, and water thundered down on me, washing out dirt, guilt, worry and thought, all at once. I rinsed my body and wet my hair, before walking away from the water and lathering some shampoo onto my head. I have a tendency to stop thinking altogether in the shower, and this morning was no different. After massaging the shampoo in my hair thoroughly, I turned to the water, put my head back under the water flow, and began to wash it off. As soon as my hair was rinsed, I backed away from the water, standing up straight again and flicking my head to clear my face.

I stopped still then, finally able to hear what was happening behind me. Giggling. I turned, and there were Mel and Stella, both standing outside the shower, dressed in bright yellow towels, and presumably nothing else.

Mel spoke before I could do anything else.

"Oh hi, Joe."

"Hi, Mel. Umm... what are you doing?"

"Staring at your ass. Weren't we Stella?"

"We were. You ruined it by turning around."

"I was... washing my hair."

"We noticed."

"Glad you've finished though, aren't we Mel?"

"Yeah, we are. Joe, if you tell me to, I'll leave. Just say the word."

"You.... leave?"

"Yeah. Because otherwise, we're going to scrub your back."

"You are?"

Stella answered this time. "We are. You got a problem with that?"

"Ah... no?"

"See, Mel? That's five bucks."

"You win. It's worth it."

"I thought so too."

As I stood partly under the water, they whispered to each other, then turned away from me, and opened their towels. I was stunned. One tall blonde, and one lovely redhead, and just a towel between me and both of them. That was until they dropped the towels to the floor, wiggled their asses at me, and turned back.

"Some important points here, stud."

"Huh?"

"No, not those points. Nice though, aren't they?" Wiggling ensued, amidst laughter. First off, you're going to have to shove over. Mel's fat ass isn't..."

"Hey!"

"... going to fit in there otherwise, and you're hogging the water."

"I do NOT have a fat ass. Joe, do I?"

"No, Mel. You have ... a lovely ass."

"Hold on, boyfriend. Mine?"

"Stella, you... did you say boyfriend?"

"Yeah, I... shouldn't I have?" Her faced dropped.

"No, no. Say it again. I'm a little confused this morning."

"Oh!" The grin returned. "Boyfriend."

"I like the sound of that."

"Me too, Joe."

"Oh, for God's sake, do you mind? I strip off, and get cold, for this? Stella, did you have a second point?"

"Sorry, Mel." That was me.

"Sorry, Mel." Stella lifted up on her toes, and kissed Mel on the lips. "That better?"

"A bit."

"I'll scrub your back."

"Hee hee. You're so easy, Stella."

"Oooh! Oh, second point. Yeah. Joe!"

"Huh? Yeah?"

"Stop staring a Mel's breasts. Look here."

"I already looked there, I can assure you."

"Yeah, but notice anything?"

"Umm... red hair? Nice hips?"

"Oh, you are so nice. Isn't he nice Mel? No Joe, not that. Anything else?"

"Uh, no. Nothing. Should I?"

"Nothing. That's it."

"Huh?"

"No stop sign!"

"Oh!"

"Hee hee. Mel, is that the heat, or is he blushing?"

"Both. Out of the way, boy. We're moving in."

"Hey, no shoving."

"You like it."

"Should we kiss him, Stella, or kick him?"

"Try the kiss first. It's more fun for us."

I couldn't believe it. Two stunning, naked, horny girls in the shower with me. Hell, yesterday I was a virgin, and now this!

The girls kept their word, grabbing sponges, and soaping up my back before scrubbing, the three of us moving in some undefined pattern, skipping in and out of the water for a while, giggling and groping, three hot soapy bodies entwined, not actually doing anything but touching, but doing it delightfully, skin against skin, kisses exchanged, hugs all over the place.

As you might expect, my erection never abated, and the erect nipples were ample evidence of similar arousal from the girls. No one actually said anything about it, but both of them at various times sponged my hard-on, so it's not like they didn't know. I washed their breasts too, both with and without the sponge, and I didn't notice any reluctance.

My mind was functioning just enough to start to wonder where this might go when Mel turned my face to hers, and gave me a thorough introduction to her tongue while she pressed her body against mine. She pulled away slightly then, holding my shoulders, and looked at me.

"You listening, Joe?"

"Yeah, Mel, of course."

"You enjoying yourself?"

"God, yes!"

"Good. You like your present?"

"Oh, yeah, it's just great!"

"Good. Listen, I'm going to go and grab a towel, and get dry. I know I'm a shocking flirt, and all, but this could get out of hand."

"You don't have to leave, Mel."

"I'm not going to fuck you, Joe."

"I... I didn't say you were."

"No, but if I stay, I just might. I don't think you'd stop me, and your girlfriend wouldn't even try."

"Hey!"

"What, Stella?"

"Say 'girlfriend' again?"

"Girlfriend. Now be quiet for a moment. Sponge his ass."

"Mmmmm... good idea."

"You understand, Joe?"

"Kinda."

"Good enough. Kiss me again then, and I'll go."

I took her face, pulled it gently toward me, and kissed her. Thoroughly. Eventually, I let her go, and she stood there looking a little shocked.

"You alright, Mel?"

"Yeah. I... Stella, how much did you teach him?"

"Teach? He's a natural. Told you."

"You did. I gotta go. Now."

"Hey Mel, don't I get a kiss too?"

"Oh sure, Honey. Of course."

I stood in the corner of the shower cubicle and watched them. First off, they had done this before. A lot, I think. Secondly, I wondered now what else they might have done. Both of them had their bodies locked together, hands roaming freely. It looked very sexy.

Eventually they broke apart, both sighing. The stood and smiled at each other.

"Listen Mel, you take care of that, would you?"

"I fully intend to."

"While I deal with Studly?"

"You bet."

"Good."

She ducked out of the shower cubicle then, wrapping one of the towels around herself, and ran from the room.

"Stella, is she alright?"

"Fine, Joe."

"Yeah?"

"She's just horny. She'll be fine by the time we finish here."

"You sure?"

"Oh yeah, I've seen her this way before."

"How close are you two?"

"Too close for me to tell secrets this morning. Pay attention. You've got me all to yourself."

"I see that."

"And I'm hot, and wet."

"See that too."

"Horny hot."

"Yeah, your indicators are showing that."

"Hmmm? Oh. Yeah, guess they are. Hold me, Joe."

"Like this?"

"God, yes. Now I want one of those kisses."

"Those?"

"Like the one you just gave Mel. No, no, Just press it against me. I don't mind. I like it."

"Listen Stella, if you keep doing that, I'll... oh God, sorry."

"Hee hee. You horny boy!"

"I'll just..."

"Hey, come back here! Listen, stop worrying. It will wash off, and now you can do a proper job."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. More of that kissing, please. You'll be ready in no time."

It didn't take me long. I pressed my lips to hers, and we slowly rotated under the water, mouths locked, and tongues entwined. Our hands travelled up and down each other's backs, tickling spines, and pressing closer together. Eventually I needed to break for a breath, and I put my head down on Stella's shoulder, leaning in and kissing her neck.

"Oh my God, Joe, just keep doing that."

So I did. I put some effort into it, moving around a little, even taking her earlobe into my mouth, and sucking gently. I could tell from the sighs that she liked it, and eventually I switched sides, and did all the same things from her other shoulder.

"Listen," she whispered, after a while, "You seem to be functional down there again. Would you please fuck me?"

I didn't need any more permission, and pushed Stella up against the glass wall, crushing her breasts, and her lips. Her body merged with mine, her arms locked behind my back, and I knew what she wanted.

Lowering my hands to her butt, I boosted her body from the floor. Her legs lifted, bent, and locked behind my waist. Lifting her a little more, I could feel my cock against her, and a little rocking moved the tip of it up and down her slippery slit, accompanied by moans in my ear.

Stella made her need apparent by lifting herself just a little more, pressing her body against my hands, and spreading her knees a bit. Just enough to permit my cock to nestle against the entrance to her.

I looked her in the eyes then, kissed her again, and slowly pressed my body to hers. She screamed, and held me more tightly. I could feel her body shudder all over as I pushed in, her tunnel quivering and shaking as she came, groans escaping from her mouth, her breath coming in short desperate pants.

I was stunned that she'd come already, and it was all I could manage to not drop her as she shook. Eventually she looked up at me, and smiled. Then her body pressed to me again, and I knew she wanted me to carry on.

I was deep inside her at this point, and I stayed there for a while, rocking a little, feeling her intimate parts rubbing slightly against mine, the slippery skin catching just enough.

After some indefinable time, I started to move, sliding out just a little, very slowly, encouraged by Stella's gasp, only to push back in again just as she got used to it. I repeated this again and again, every time pushing in a little harder, pulling out a little further, moving just a little faster.

Our bodies got used to the rhythm, and even though Stella didn't have much leverage, she started to move against my thrusts, her body resisting just a little, her hard nipples sliding on my chest, our occasional kisses hot, brief and desperate.

Stella whispered to me after a while, letting me know that she was ready any time I was, and I increased the tempo, thrusting with real intent now, slamming in and out of her almost violently, pumping for all I was worth, knowing that I could neither last much longer nor had enough strength to hold her up very long at all.

It didn't last long from there. My body arched of its own accord, and as Stella clamped her legs harder around me, and pressed her face firmly on my shoulder, I came again, streams escaping me recklessly, forgetting all about condoms, and risks, and spraying deep inside her, shaking as Stella did, in front of me, around me.

Unable in the end to carry her any longer, the two of us slid to the floor of the shower stall, and fell away from each other, shaking with release and fatigue, but laughing as well, giggling helplessly at the silliness of it.

"Studly?"

"Yes, Miss?"

"Can I book in for another one of those?"

"Fine with me. Just not right now."

"No, not today. Are you sure you were a virgin yesterday?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Just... well, you shouldn't have been."

"No?"

"Such a waste. Have to say, though..."

"Yes?"

"I'm glad it was me."

"Oh, so am I, Stella. So am I."

"We better get out of here, before we use up all Mel's water."

"I hope she won't be cross."

"Hee hee. Last thing on her mind."

"Yeah?"

"Oh, yeah. Don't worry, Joe. But help me up, will you?"

I turned the water off, and we stumbled out into the bathroom. Grabbing towels, we tried to dry ourselves, stopping every few seconds to kiss. Eventually, I wrapped a towel around Stella's waist, stopping to kiss her breasts, and then she did the same for me. We left the bathroom, arm in arm, and headed back down the hallway, past Mel's bedroom, towards the lounge.

Just as we passed her door, I heard a sound, stopped and looked at Stella.

"Hee hee. Not quite finished Joe, I don't think."

"Oh, she's..."

"Oh, yeah."

"Oh."

"You want to peek?"

"Oh. No, I..."

"No?"

"... think... that might be rude. Hee hee. She's not holding back, is she?"

"I thought you might like to watch her."

"I... I've seen her already."

"Oh! Oh, now things make more sense. What did you think?"

"Huh?"

"You know. Did you like it? Did you like watching?"

"Oh, I... yeah, yeah, I did. Mostly I liked that she liked me watching."

"I'd like you to watch me, too."

"Yeah?"

"Uh huh. Not now though. Hee, sounds as though she might be nearly finished."

"It does. Come on. She can come out when she's ready."

"You know what, Hero?"

"Stop that."

"Studly, then?"

"Hee. Yeah, alright."

"Well, Studly, you're quite the gentleman."

"I am?"

"You sure are. Give me a kiss."

"Mmmmmm"

"Sshh!"