An ultimate display of dominance.

I looked at the two nude women as they stood beside each other in the doorway, flushed, heated and excited. The way Charlotte's hand touched my wife possessively brought an interesting feeling through me. Almost like jealousy, but somehow the thought that I was currently inside her as well as my wife acted as a neutralizing agent. Like an antacid to a heartburn from enjoying far too much delicious and spicy sex.

The thought of that brought a rumble to my stomach. I realized exactly how much I'd had to eat that morning, which had consisted of a pastry and a coffee. If I was going to be enjoying Nikki's judgement as much as I suspected I wanted to, I was going to need some kind of refreshment.

"So, Kaila, darling... you promised no questions. So, what I'd really like, is after your shower, if you and Charlotte would please go into the kitchen and I'd like a roast beef with light horseradish and lettuce and onions on sourdough. I promise to brush my teeth before I kiss anybody afterwords. And a beer. "

Kaila's mouth opened in shock at the request and a flush of anger seemed to race across her features.

"Make me a SANDWICH?"

"Yeah, if you're hungry too, go ahead, I won't stop you." I nodded. "I'll be here."

I let my arm squeeze Helen, who lay beside me. She began snickering in response to the request.

"Somehow, the thought of Kaila in an apron and nothing else is strangely appealing..." Helen laughed.

"Oh, have you eaten?" I asked. "You're gonna be doing that woodpile after we're done here, so..."

"Why do I have to do it?" Helen objected as Charlotte began rapidly tugging on Kaila's arm. "But uh, Yeah, a roast beef and a beer sounds great, but hell with the onions. Blech." Helen lazily drawled, rolling her head in sheer enjoyment of sensation.

"Because I know you can swing an axe and not bitch about it," I remarked with a warning eyebrow. "And I like the idea of you and me in the shower with you all sweaty again."

"Oh I dunno, ya sautee onions with a little oil, dey come out pretty good." Nikki murmured, her attention still on enjoying Helen and my body as we both lay there, enjoying her ministrations. "If you're taking orders... I could go for one, and dat beer sounds pretty good too."

"Quick, before he remembers tha laundrah..." Charlotte warned Kaila, gesturing with her head towards the door.

"Thanks for reminding me Charlie," I began.

"Right, so... roast beef on sourdough, one with horseradish, one with onions and lettuce too and one with sauteed onions, and you damn straight are brushing your teeth. Fucking onions..." Kaila spoke rapidly, nearly slamming the bathroom door as she and Charlotte beat a hasty retreat into the bathroom.

"That was... terrible." Nikki commented, scooching herself further up on our sweaty bodies. "Such a man."

"I think... well if you'd said that in front of me a week ago I probably would have punched you in the dick," Helen confessed. "But I honestly would really like a sandwich and a beer I don't have to make too, so I have a conflict of interest here."

"Mmm, think I'll have to go with her first dis time," Nikki remarked, her hands coming down to glide along my hard shaft and Helen's rigid phallus. "Just because I already had full helping of dis..."