There are always problems

There was no question of Rick spending the night in his car this time. He, Kat and Tiffany were comped into a small suite... not one of the nicest but still nicer than anything he'd slept in when he'd been traveling for bio-DNA. The casino sent a bottle of champagne to his room along with a pair of hot Native American 'maids' to look after his 'needs.'

"We will handle his needs, but feel free to take the day off and say he kept you busy," Kat said, sending the two young women on their way.

Rick was intrigued by the so-called maids, but not enough to overrule Kat and Tiffany. They were his security team on this venture and he had to believe that scrawny Mike wasn't the only gambler interested in undermining the new guy. Which meant he definitely didn't try the champagne. It wouldn't be hard to open a bottle, drop in a couple of sleeping pills, and reseal it.

Tiffany had worn her cop uniform and excused herself to go talk to casino security leaving Rick and Kat alone.

Once the maids had scurried away giggling, she dropped to her knees. "Right, Rick. Yank out that snake and let me at it. We've got to get you relaxed before the big event."

He made a pull-up gesture and Kat sighed then yanked off her top. "You guys are so weird with your boob fetishes."

Yeah, well, that didn't seem like a big problem to him.

He was getting close when Tiffany walked in the door. "What the hell?"

"I was..."

He grabbed Kat's head and shoved it back onto his dick. Right then he wasn't interested in Kat's story, he was interested in getting his cock sucked.

"She was supposed to wait until I got back." Tiffany pulled off her own shirt and got down next to Kat. "All right big guy. Time to take the pressure off. And yes, turns out those two supposed maids weren't sent by the hotel at all. But I imagine all you saw was their tits and asses, right?"

"Yep." There didn't seem to be any point in arguing, especially when he had two super-attractive women on their knees in front of him. If they wanted to believe he only thought with his penis, that was okay with him.

A couple of minutes later, he lifted Kat onto the bed, then put Tiffany on top of her face down, so their pussies were touching.

He wasn't sure if this was a normal fantasy or something he'd cooked up on his own but he'd always been intrigued by the idea of alternately fucking two pussies. This seemed an ideal opportunity to try it out.

The reality, as so often is the case, wasn't quite the same as the fantasy. It was a bit more 'hands-on' than he'd anticipated in his teenage dreams, with his dick wanting to jump up to attention rather than stay horizontal, but he was willing to deal with that issue and, after a couple of false starts, found a rhythm of three or four pumps into one pussy followed by three or four in the other.

He couldn't see Tiffany's face but he could follow her arousal by the way her pulse accelerated and her nerves signaled up her spine. As for Kat, her excitement was written over her face.

Obviously he should have stopped the blowjob a minute or so before he had because his body was ready for orgasm. His body was but he was in charge of his body... especially because of the bio-DNA in his system. He bit down on his tongue, tried to calculate IP masks, and paid more attention to Tiffany's nerve signals than he really needed to until the two women neared orgasm.

His goal was simultaneity which, it turned out, involved about twenty present more fucking for Tiffany than for Kat which was just as well. Both women were tight but Kat had that amazing muscle-contraction going on in her pussy which made it hard (no pun intended) for him to think about anything but letting loose.

Tiffany let out a scream as she came and he plunged himself into Kat to bring her over the edge.