Coming to terms

Hunter watched the two women happily nuzzling each other for a moment, then used the flash to will himself back to human form. He dressed quickly, noticing that the two women were still languidly unaware of his transformation.

He took a towel he used for the office gym out of the bottom drawer of his desk and moistened it with some water from a bottle. Kneeling beside the women he started to wipe their faces clean of his cream, doing his best to tidy them until they gained the awareness to take over the job.

They cleaned each other with tenderness and not a few soft kisses, both of them casting adoring glances at him as they worked. Lyndsey's face was marked with worry he noticed, and she finally gathered her courage to speak.

"I didn't mean....to cause trouble...I just couldn't help myself...I needed to...see...to see you again..." she said, blushing and trailing off into an embarrassed mutter.

"It's for the best," he told her. "Perhaps you prevented a greater harm."

"Do you hate me?" she asked with a trembling, fearful voice.

"Of course he doesn't," Jess purred at her, then suddenly looked at him for confirmation. "You don't, do you Hunter? Lyndsey is such a sweet girl, and I know we can all be the best of...of friends." Her skin blushes charmingly as she looks down, not meeting his eye.

"I don't hate her," he answered with a reassuring smile. "But now that's settled, I really have to get some work done."

"Oh God thank you!" Lyndsey blurts, getting to her feet and hugging him. An instant later he had Jess wrapped around him as well, both women pressed against his chest, their faces looking up at him with worshipful eyes.

"We're going to spend the afternoon together," Jess said. "And when you come home we'll be waiting for you. Both of us. And you can have us. Anyway you want us."