No, just a humble servant.

“No, not a princess, Mr. Patterson.” Riya shakes her head firmly, “maybe just Miss Alison's native serving girl. You know, to help her dress in those fancy gowns and bathe her in steaming water and oil her smooth white skin.” The mental picture of Riya's hands caressing Alison's creamy skin is hard to ignore. I have just enough time to wonder if Riya doesn't want to be a raj's daughter again because I was too rough with her last night when she continues without any prompting. “When you select that young American wife as your prize, her maid comes as part of the package.”

“So, I get to take both of you at once?” The glance that Alison and Riya exchange reminds me of how my sisters used to know what each other was thinking. The pair has only known each other for just under an hour and already they are bonding like old friends.

“If you'd like that ...” The way Alison's expressive eyes twinkle' she well knows that any red-blooded man would like a threesome with these two. Luckily the waitress is just leaving another table and I call out to her, perhaps a little too loudly.

“Check please!” Less than ten minutes later, the three of us are in my house and heading upstairs. Alison though, stops me before I even get to the second step.

“Wait here, Mr. P,” She points my armchair, “Give my maid and I some time to get ready.” She takes Riya by the hand and pulls her up to her old room. “I need this pretty little thing to warm me up, so I am ready for when that traitorous old goat comes to claim his pretty young prize.”

I give the pair almost twenty minutes before I climb the steps as quietly as I can. This would not be the first time I've tried to surprise Alison in her room, not even the first time I enjoyed her and another woman at the same time, but I have to admit it I am looking forward to this. Even more than popping Riya's cherry last night.

I am not disappointed by the vision that meets my eyes when I open the door to the large bedroom.

Both young women are strikingly beautiful; the contrast between Alison's fair skin and Riya's cinnamon complexion only adds to my excitement. Frankly, I was not expecting them to be naked, and the intimate pose they are in makes me wonder what they had gotten up to before my arrival. The tranquil peace of the room is broken when Alison sees me enter and gasps softly as she covers her naked body as best she can.

“He's here, Riya.” Alison's big eyes lower shyly, “God help us both.”