Just as another show was starting one more girl woke up and started to stretch under the covers she had hogged to herself. She pulled the blanket off herself and sat up revealing huge poof of hair. I almost laughed because I knew who woke up instantly…Jeanette.
Jeanette is the only girl I know doesn’t matter how she sleeps or what she does somehow in the middle of the night her hair has a mind of its own and goes all over the place.
By the time she wakes up her hair goes all over the place defying gravity like she stuck her finger in an electrical outlet sometime in the middle of the night and her hair stayed that way. Never fails but at this point I want to laugh so hard because her hair was standing straight up like Frankenstein or something, actually it was quite impressive.
Jeanette looked at the TV, smacked her lips trying to moisten her mouth, got up, and walked gingerly to the kitchen as she scratched her ass. I knew where that zombie was going…to get her caffeinated medicine, coffee.
Just as Jeanette made it into the kitchen I heard her, “Are you fucking kidding me?”
Twin, “What?”
Jeanette, “Don’t tell me what. Did you kill the coffee?”
Twin, “Maybe.”
Jeanette, “Did you put more water in the machine and hit brew?”
Twin, “Yes.”
Jeanette, “Oh…ok.”
A long pause happened, “Good.”
I started to snicker thinking that Jeanette was about to have a conniption fit if the twin did kill the coffee and didn’t replenish it.
Actually come to think of it the rest of the day would have been horrible and Jeanette would be really grumpy for the rest of the day. Hell a nuclear blast would seem like a warm tropical breeze compared to Jeanette’s grumpy ass when she didn’t have her morning coffee.
I think the last time I experienced a day like that Amanda and I had to give her a tall cup of pure espresso to mellow her out, actually I was almost at the point where I was going to have to give her a tranquilizer just so she would mellow out.
I guess the little almost freak out woke the rest of the lazy beauties. All three of the remaining girls got up stretched and begun their own individual morning process.
The other twin joined her sister in the kitchen probably trying to get some of that java elixir as well. Sara moved like a zombie towards the closest bathroom like she was still half asleep. And finally Amanda realizing where Sara was going bolted to the bathroom she had her supplies in…my bathroom adjoined to my room.
I went back to zoning out to the TV paying attention to some spicy chicken recipe that was at some restaurant was famous for. I knew the girls would be busy for a while getting busy before they were ready to talk terms of the challenge that I suggested last night.
I must have watched some different shows on the cooking channel before the first girl arrived and sat down adjacent to the sofa…Jeanette. She was still nude but it looked like she had at least showered, shaved, and whatever else she does to get ready.
Hell her hair was still slightly moist like she had blow dried it but I knew there wasn’t any blow dryers available, even Moira doesn’t have one.
Jeanette kept her focus on me for a few moments before speaking, “So when do want to start this challenge?”
I looked around, “Where are the rest of the girls?”
She didn’t look around, “They’re still getting ready.”
Something seemed off but I wasn’t sure what seemed off. I noticed something all the girls did but I wasn’t sure I noticed it well enough. I needed more information.
“What time did you girls go to bed?”
Jeanette shrugged, “Whenever we fell.”
I nodded, “Explains why you all slept so long. What did you all do after I left you guys alone and locked myself upstairs?”
Jeanette had a huge smile come across her face, “I played with my slaves until all of us couldn’t cum anymore.”
That’s what I noticed but wasn’t sure about. Amanda walked kind of weird like she rubbed herself sensitive because she was still dripping when she bolted upstairs like she had masturbated until her clit fell off. I originally thought she had one hell of an erotic dream and bolted upstairs to take care of herself which has happened every now and then.
Internally I thought, you dirty little bitch. You knew what I would do to win this challenge making sure the new girls couldn’t be added so you acted to make sure it was more definite. Because she played with all the girls so that they would be extremely sensitive and their normal orgasm routine would be faster.
Alright if you want to play this game bitch two can play as well, I have just the right technique to counteract her ploy but it would be excruciating for me as well. No matter I had to win.
Jeanette spoke again snapping me out of my train of thought, “So when do you want to start this challenge?”
Think quick I need an excuse so this can be rearranged for another time so their sensitivity wasn’t so heightened today. Think quick damn it you need your ploy to work in your favor not hers.
“When do the girls want to do this?” Crap that wasn’t the answer I was looking for. I looked down to see that my third leg was stiff.
Fuck!
The blood I need to think rationally has moved to another place.
DAMN YOU SUPER EGO FOR FUCKING ME OVER!!!
Jeanette smiled as if looking like she just won this fight, “Well the only time all three are free is today. Next time all three are free is in six weeks and there isn’t a guarantee that they will be able to hang out with us at that time.”
Wait a minute that was news I wasn’t aware of. So even if Jeanette wins all three wouldn’t be able to part take in the now open relationship status at the same time is every once in a while.
So at the most is one would join Amanda and Jeanette at a time, two at the most. That isn’t too bad I guess but still I wasn’t thrilled about the situation.
My dick bounced as if wanting to interject in my thinking. I almost wanted to answer at the appendage and yell at it telling it that it’s job wasn’t to think but to please who I tell it to please.
I made a mental note that it needed to be taught a lesson for taking away my much needed blood so that I could think clearly right now at a later time.
Jeanette spoke and it snapped my attention. I looked at her, “What?”
She spoke slowly, “I said, ‘Is that ok with you?’”
I sighed, “Well if you two want to prove to me about my stamina then I guess today will have to do.”
Jeanette smiled, “Great. I’ll go tell the girls before we go over the smaller details.” She got up and bounced off.
Well Jeanette’s revelation was something I didn’t know about the girls that Amanda and Jeanette wanted to add to our bed. All three of them had conflicting schedules so us six spending time together wasn’t going to happen that often.
So all I would need to do satisfy Amanda and Jeanette and maybe two more at the most on a regular basis. And maybe for the most part it’s just us three while the others dealt with their normal schedules.
At least that bit of information was good news. So now this wanting to add these three didn’t sound too much like a bad idea nor would it conflict with what I have going on anyways.
WHAM!!!!
My unconscious slapped the shit out of me. That logic quickly shook away and went back into the bad idea pile where it should be. I smiled to myself and muttered to my unconscious mind, “Point heard. But you didn’t have to slap me so effing hard.”
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