Those two ladies were asking for it, lying together in a pile in the back of my friend Chet’s closet, looking up at me with those huge glittering blue eyes, their perfect features locked in a permanent lusty grimace, their large mouths open and inviting, each surrounded by a perfect set of soft, lush red lips.
I looked around over my shoulder to make sure the three of us were alone, even though I already knew we were. I had been house sitting for my buddy Chet for two days while he was away at a family gathering. In that time I had searched and rummaged through all of his shit, had gone through all of his hidden porn magazines and movies, and masturbated endlessly until those things had lost their allure. I had searched, found a stash of weed, found some compromising pictures of someone maybe his cousin or something, found his diary and had read it, and then after I had found a small notebook with some passwords, I hopped on his computer, figured out his log in credentials, and nosed through all of his shit, including some sex pictures with his ex wife, and a few videos of him getting head from a friend of his Kim, who I recognized. I saved all the pictures and video to my own flash drive, and closed up his computer.