I'm starving

I am starving, I thought as my hand involuntarily inched closer to my growing erection. This can wait until later.

I quickly rinsed off, dried off, and threw on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. When I got downstairs, Jessica and Tina were already seated at the kitchen table. Jessica had gotten dressed though she wasn't wearing a whole lot more than the last time I saw her. Her outfit was nearly identical to Tina's last night, though it was black instead of grey and the neckline dove much deeper, similar to the outfit Tina was wearing this morning. The amount of cleavage on display would put most Instagram models to shame.

JESSICA - https://www.deviantart.com/mikeyxxxx/art/Chalet-babe-37-1231389353

I looked at them then over at the food, then my eyes instinctively drifted back to them.

"Here, let me get you a plate," Tina said, no doubt noticing the dumbfounded look on my face as I processed the delicious smelling food and the two half-naked girls at my kitchen table. She hopped up and strolled over to the counter, her tits bouncing in rhythm with every bare-footed step. She grabbed a plate and a spatula and began cutting out a piece of what she referred to as a "breakfast lasagna". My peripherals trained hard down her blouse as she bent over and really got into the cutting motion.

"I hope you like it," She said.

"I hope you didn't use all of our breakfast food," I joked.

"No!" Tina, said with a laugh. "Just a half a slab of bacon and half a package of sausage. And a dozen eggs. There's still plenty of everything left in there. You're really stocked up. You sure you weren't expecting anyone?"

"Nope," I answered. "But my aunt and uncle are coming next week. They should be fine. They just might need to grab a few things on their way in but it's no big deal. They'd be more mad if I held out food on two beautiful girls. Anyway, what are you girls drinking this morning? Can I make you anything?"

"Drinking?" Tina asked, surprised. "It's 9am."

"I know," I replied. "And there's literally nothing else to do here."

"Well, I'll take one of those tea toddies you made yesterday," Tina requested. "If you don't mind."

"Now we're talking. Jess?"

"I'm good with orange juice," Jessica answered.

That same coldness was apparent again as we ate. Tina and Jessica had already started eating and, when Jessica was done, she quickly excused herself to go back upstairs. Tina stayed behind and began cleaning up.

"No way," I told her. "You cooked, now it's my turn to clean."

"I'll just get things started," Tina insisted. "I can put the clean dishes away then you can load it. You'll just have to tell me where everything goes."

For the next ten minutes, she'd pull something from the dishwasher and I'd tell her where it went. It was a heck of an excuse stare at Tina though the difficulty now was where to look. My eyes roamed from peeking down her blouse to staring at her ass as she bent over to pick glasses, plates, and silverware out from the dishwasher then reached up high to put them away in the cabinets. At one point she went up to her tip-toes and really stretched out, riding the hem of her dress up enough for the bottoms of her as cheeks to make an appearance. It was very apparent that she was either wearing a thong, or nothing at all. I made sure to eat deliberately slow, even grabbing a second plate, in order to keep the show going. I'd have enough material for the spank bank to last a lifetime just from this morning alone.

"Thanks," I said as she put the last tray in the pantry. "I can take it from here. And thanks for cooking. That was great. I've never had anything like it."

"I figured it would last us a few days but, considering how much you ate, we might need to make another one."

"We'll figure something out if we're still stuck here on Saturday."

"Do you think the roads will be plowed by then?"

"I'm not sure. We are supposed to get another foot or so today and then possibly more overnight Friday. It will end up depending on how much we get on Friday."

"Have you ever been snowed in this bad before?"

"No," I said. "We've had huge storms but they usually just blow through in 24 hours, dump a ton of snow, then we are left to clear it out the next day. This is different. We haven't had something like this in waves since I can remember. At least not back-to-back-to-back days."

"Well, if you need help shoveling or doing anything else, let me know."

"I don't think I'll need much help outside but, if you'd like, you can help me with the puzzle I'm about to do."

"That sounds fun!"

I led Tina to one of the hallway closets and, when I opened it up, you'd think I had shown her the Arc of the Covenant.

"Wow!" Tina exclaimed as she laid eyes on the closet full of puzzles and board games.

"Let's see," I said, as I began shuffling through the unopened boxes of puzzles. "We've got Disney, dragons, Disney dragons, Marvel superheroes, a bunch of nature ones, that K-Pop Demons thing... what else do we have here?"

"Let's do this one," Tina said, pointing at the box of a one thousand piece puzzle of Cinderella's Castle in Magic Kingdom.

"OK, let's do it." I opened up the box and dumped all the pieces onto the long coffee table. "First, we need another drink."

Tina laughed. "Is that all you do here? Drink and do puzzles?"

"No," I said with a chuckle. "I also drink and play card games or drink and watch TV or drink and play video games. If it's nice outside I might drink and go for a walk."

Tina giggled along. "OK, make me something with orange juice. It's still early."

I whipped up some silly concoction of orange juice, pineapple juice, grenadine, and some vodka for Tina and grabbed a bottle of wine for myself.

"Who needs a glass, anyway?" Tina said with a laugh as I took a swig straight from the wine bottle.

"I'm going to drink the whole thing anyway," I said. "No need to dirty any dishes."

"I used to love doing puzzles," Tina said as we began sorting through the pieces, looking for the four corners.

"I do tons of puzzles while I'm here. I try to get through one a week at least. It's just nice to do with a drink while everyone else is watching TV. My younger cousins will usually help me if they're here."

"Have you been snowed in before here?"

"A few times, yeah." I snagged the fourth corner and put it into place in relation to the others. We quickly started piecing together the edges. "If nobody is going to be here when a big storm comes through, I'm usually the one that comes down to take care of the house. I live close by and my job is flexible that it allows me to prioritize the house."

"Jess said you work for your brothers?" Tina asked.

"I work with them," I answered. It always bothered me more than it should when someone said I worked for them. "But, yes, having it be a family business helps. They all understand that the house needs to get taken care of and they're cool with me taking the time to do it. I love it. It's great when we have everyone over but it's also nice to just have the place to myself."

"I get that. It's so beautiful here."

"Yea, there's nothing like it, really."

The puzzle was a great way to keep myself from checking out Tina, though it was nearly impossible not to let my eyes drift as she leaned over, her large breasts hanging low, hovering over the table as she searched for a certain piece. As low as her top was cut, there somehow seemed to be some piece of fabric that kept her nipples covered.

It wasn't until I finished the bottle of wine that I realized we'd been doing the puzzle for nearly two hours. We'd laughed and talked about our favorite Disney movies and times we'd gone to Disney World and eventually other trips we'd been on. If I didn't know she was a lesbian, I would have mistaken our interactions as flirting. If she wasn't dating my ex-girlfriend, I would have kissed her and seen what happened. Fortunately, despite being a whisky drink and a bottle of wine deep before noon, I was not that foolish.

"Holy shit, you drank that entire bottle already?!" Tina gasped.

"Uh, yea," I said with a chuckle. I could feel my face growing red, both out of a slight bit of embarrassment and also the effects of the **** making its way through my system. "That tends to happen. I have trouble pacing myself when I do puzzles. There's something about just placing a piece, taking a sip, placing a piece, taking a sip, and next thing I know the bottles empty and, well, I guess there's just one more thing to do now."

"What's that?" Tina asked.

"Open another bottle."

Tina laughed. "You're crazy."

"Don't worry," I said. "I'm not going to drink the next one by myself."

"Oh no?" Tina asked.

"Nope," I said confidently. "You're going to help me." Before she could answer, I headed back into the kitchen to open up another bottle of wine.

"So, Jess gets really into her books, huh?" I said as I handed Tina her glass of wine. I immediately regretted saying it.

"Yea," Tina replied. Her eyes drifted downward.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to, I don't know. I know how she can get. I mean, I don't know. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry or anything."

Fuck! Things were going so well! Probably shouldn't have drank that whole bottle of wine. Or opened another one...

"It's OK," Tina said. "She's just frustrated about something I said, that's all. She's very grateful you let us stay here."

"We used to do tons of puzzles together."

Fuck! Why?

"Sorry," I quickly apologized. "I feel like I'm just making things super awkward all of a sudden."

"It's OK," Tina said. "Really, it's fine. I get it. You two lived together and now here we are in your place. We can't avoid talking about things just because it might make us a bit uncomfortable."

"Did she tell you anything about how things ended with us?" I asked, continuously wondering why I kept opening my mouth at all.

"No. She wasn't lying yesterday. She really doesn't talk about you. I really just know that you two dated in college and moved in together then broke up and you were the last guy she ever dated and-" She caught herself before finishing.

"And?"

"And..." Tina gave in. "She did say you were a huge asshole." I could tell Tina felt bad saying it.

"She wasn't lying about that either," I said.

"Well, people change," Tina said. She gave me a hopeful smile.

"Sometimes too late," I said. The smile faded from Tina's lips.

Jesus, I am such a fucking idiot.