The hunger didn’t wait. By the second day, all three of them were aching for more. Every time Mike left for work or went upstairs to watch TV, the girls found ways to pull Alex close. A quick kiss in the hallway, Emma’s hand slipping into his pants for a few strokes, Sophie pressing her soft body against him from behind while he made coffee. But it wasn’t enough. They needed real time. They needed to f**k.
That night, after Mike had gone to bed and the house grew quiet, Alex waited in the guest room until the clock hit midnight. His c**k was already hard just thinking about them. He crept down the hall barefoot, heart pounding, and gently pushed open the door to the girls’ shared bedroom.
Emma and Sophie were waiting.
The room was dim, lit only by a small lamp on the nightstand. Emma la
