Leaving for fun

Helen jumped from the bed. "Jeff, get dressed. Amber and I have to get ready for our little field trip."

I hurried into the bath, took a piss and washed up, and then returned to the bedroom. Helen and Amber were giggling and whispering. Amber had stripped her work clothes and both women stood naked. I went to grab some pussy.

"Not now!" Helen slapped my hand. The two of them retreated to the bath with Amber's shopping bag and locked the door.

It seemed like a hour before the door opened again and Helen returned with Amber. My mouth dropped open. Both of them were fresh and clean, no make up and hair combed down. What really got me going was that they were dressed identically: flip-flops on their feet, short denim shirts, and cheap, white, tourist T-shirts that they had cut off raggedly just below their tit. Their pointed, dark nipples clearly showed that neither wore a bra.

"Let's go have some fun!" I couldn't believe how eager Helen was.

Riding down in the elevator, I copped a couple of feels; my cock jumped on discovering and neither Helen or Amber were wearing panties under the super-short shirts.

The parking lot was dark and deserted in the middle of the night. "Jeff, you drive," Helen smiled at me as she and Amber climbed into the small back seat of our rental car.

Before I pulled out of the lot, Helen and Amber were locked together, kissing and giggling. "Damn!" My mind was racing. "This is going to be wild!"