The next morning

Before long Mike starts to feel sleep wash over him as the beautiful women lay their heads on his chest, their fingers trailing over his thighs, and cock, and stomach. Then, just before he falls asleep, Lauren whispers in his ear, “Sweet dreams, my dear. But don’t sleep long. I’m not done with you yet.”

A sharp intake of breath, followed by a muffled moan, wakes Mike from his slumber. His eyes flutter, and he squints instinctively from the light pouring in through the bedroom windows. He looks down and discovers Lauren has decided to wake him up by sucking his cock.

She coaxes him from the bed. Being careful not to wake Ashley and brings him to the reading chair in their room. The same chair she has spent countless nights sitting in and reading while ignoring him. But not this morning. She straddles him and fucks him slowly as they stare into each other’s eyes. A long, slow fuck, her tits on his chest, or in his mouth, her hair in his face, their lips exchanging panting breaths and passionate kisses, their fevered whispers; sexual, naughty, lustful. Time is irrelevant, and Lauren cums, again and again, whispering his name “Mike,” her nails on his shoulders, and back, and chest. His hands explore every inch of her body as their scents and fluids mingle. They became lost in one another.

He doesn’t know if Ashley hears them or is watching them, and he doesn’t care. At the time, it is only Lauren and him that exist. He cums deep inside her, emptying himself into her warm, moist pussy as he kisses her. He remains inside her as they continue to kiss and caress each other’s bodies passionately.

When they hear Ashley start to rustle in the bed, Lauren climbs off his lap, gives him one final kiss, then goes into the bathroom.

Ashley sits up in the bed and gives Mike and a big smile. Then she gets up and walks into the bathroom too.

Mike puts on a pair of boxers and goes into the kitchen, and starts making some breakfast. Lauren and Ashley join him a few minutes later. They are both in robes that are barely tied shut. Ashley gives Mike and playful smack on the ass and tells him, “hurry up, I’m fucking starving.”

All during breakfast, the three of them flirt and giggle. Both Ashley’s and Lauren’s robes have opened enough that their breasts are exposed. Mike does nothing to hide the massive hard-on that kept escaping from his boxer shorts.

Then suddenly Ashley gasps, “oh fuck, it’s already 10 am! I supposed to pick Lori up from the airport in 30 minutes.”

She rushes to get dressed and is out the door in 5 minutes.

As soon as she is out of the house, Mike goes over to Lauren and starts kissing her neck. She pushes him off and tells him she’s not feeling well. He also notices that her robe is now closed and tied tight.

“I’m going to go lay down,” she says while walking away from him, “go ahead and do whatever you want today. I just want to take a bath and nap.”

And with that, he is stuck standing in the middle of his kitchen with a massive hard-on. It was like a switch turned off the second Ashley walked out the door, and Lauren went back to her old frigid self.