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“What are you two doing after close?” I asked.
Jade and Scarlett looked at each other. A whole conversation happened in that look.
“Usually?” Jade said. “Chips and a cab.”
“He’s skint, Jade,” Scarlett said. “He just gave us his last three hundred.”
“I know.” Jade grinned. “So he’s not a customer anymore, is he?”
That was how I ended up at half two in the morning in Jade’s flat above a launderette, on a sofa with a grumpy grey cat glaring at me, while two of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen kissed each other in the middle of the rug.
This time there were no rules.
They undressed me together, laughing, and pulled me down onto the rug with them. Jade rolled a condom onto me, pushed me onto my back and sank onto my cock, wet and tight, rolling her hips slowly while Scarlett straddled my face. I licked her while she leaned forward to kiss Jade over my chest, the two of them moaning into each other’s mouths. Scarlett came first, thighs clamped round my head. Then they swapped, Scarlett riding me hard while Jade’s fingers worked her clit until she shook.
I lasted a lot longer than four minutes this time. When I finally came, buried in Scarlett with Jade’s mouth on my neck, all three of us were sweaty and giggling.
“Twenty-seven, twenty-nine and thirty-four,” Scarlett said, sprawled across both of us. “Ninety years of experience.”
“He’s done for,” said Jade, and the cat seemed to agree.
Ending 7 of 25: After Hours for Three. Go back and try a different choice for the full happy ending.