The following morning

Mark woke up the morning after Christmas with a painful headache and a feeling like he had just had the best dream he could think of. However, opening his eyes to see a naked Miranda under the sheets next to him confirmed that it was no dream, he was coming off a threesome with two of the hottest chicks he knew.

Getting out of the bed, his cock was rock hard, courtesy of some morning wood and the view of the huge naked breasts of the sleeping blonde.

Walking out into the kitchen area, there wa Ali, hands on her head, leaning over the kitchen sink. She had on a white baggy t-shirt but he could tell that she was wearing nothing underneath as her bare ass poked out while bending over.

Stumbling into the kitchen, she noticed him. Turning around, Ali got a bit of a shock to see his massive hard-on staring back at him.

“Jeez, still hard?” she mumbled, looking even more hungover than he was.

“Uhh just the usual morning wood,” he replied, covering his penis with his hands, “That was probably the most eventful Christmas I’ve ever had.”

“You can say that again, how the hell did that even happen, how much did we drink last night?” she asked, shocked that the night ended in a threesome with Miranda.

“God knows. Did you enjoy it at least,” he asked.

“Umm yeah sure, I mean... I can’t really remember all of it and my pussy feels genuinely sore right now but yeah sure, I guess I did,” she responded.

Ali began searching the kitchen draws in search of some Panadol. Mark kept his eyes on her perfect heart shaped ass as she did so. She knew it too but was too hungover to even really address it. Not that it mattered with what they were up to just last night.

Checking the time on the microwave clock, Mark was surprised to see it was already pretty late in the morning, “Wow, almost already midday,” Mark said, inspecting the time.

Ali slammed a draw she was looking through shut immediately as she heard that. “Midday??” she panicked, checking the time herself. “Oh fuck, fuck! You can’t be here like this, my parents are gohome any minute now.”

She grabbed him by the arms and dragged him back into her bedroom. Miranda was still passed out cold in bed, not even waking up as Ali gathered his clothes for him. “Quickly, just get your clothes on quickly, got to get you out of here before they’re back.”

It was all a rush especially for Mark who still felt half-asleep at this stage. He really wanted a chance to speak to Ali about last night but he didn’t really get much of a chance.

Before he knew it, Mark was out the door and on foot. He had to find his way back home, completely hungover and exhausted.

At least the price was worth it, what a night!