Hide!

You roll off of the bed, landing in the pile of clothes. You pull on your pants and shirt. No time for your boxers! Meanwhile, the girls are pulling their clothes out of the pile and hastily putting them back on. You've just buttoned your jeans when the front door slams.

"Loretta?" a gruff voice downstairs shouts.

"Shit!" Loretta whispers, pulling her top over her head. Her face is still flush from her orgasms. "Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!"

"Language!" Val mutters, laughing quietly.

"Yes, Daddy?" Loretta shouts back. "I'm upstairs!"

Heavy footsteps begin to climb the stairs.

"Closet!" Connie whispers, pushing you and Val into the guest bedroom's small closet. She closes the door behind you. You can just barely see through the slatted door. Val is behind you, so you're blocking her view completely.

Loretta and Connie both straighten their mussed-up sex hair and stand side-by-side innocently. Just in time, too, because Loretta's father opens the door.

"What're you two doin' in here?" he asks, suspiciously.

"Oh, uh..." Loretta stammers. "Well, you see, Mr. Doe... when he stayed here the other night... see, he called and asked..."

"It's embarrassing, sir," Connie says. "But he called and said he left his underwear behind." She holds out your discarded boxers.

"Clever girl!" Val whispers. She wraps a hand around you from behind and places it firmly against your crotch. Something about the scene... hiding from the father of the girl you just deflowered... watching them from the closet... Your cock twitches back to life under Val's touch.