Kaila and Maria (One Light Burning)

"Well it wouldn't be very nice of us to stick the woman who just got here in bed with two people she doesn't know at least for more than five minutes." I pointed out the obvious choice if we were going to divide up three and three.

"Dat's actually a pretty good idea. Been meaning to collect on my part of dat bet anyway." Nikki glanced at her phone one more time with a smirk. "What do ya think is the best 'fuck you' face to make?"

"Depends on who yoah tryin' to piss off. Lemme see tha message." Charlotte took the lobbed phone easily, and her eyes scanned the message that had annoyed Nikki. "Oh with this one? Definitely a full on picture of you making out with another girl while a third takes a selfie with your phone and gives it the finger. And we should all be naked."

"Holy fuck... you're cruel." Kaila gasped out. "That's like... the worst possible picture for a wife to ever send her husband."

"No reallah cruel would involve dick. Ah'm sure Brent would be up for it."

"I'm not that much of an asshole, and I don't feel like getting shot. Hard pass, thanks." I struggled to my feet and moved towards the bedroom door. "You three enjoy your **** if you want, but I'm going to bed, and I hope my wife is as well. "

Kaila's eyes lit up as I extended my hand towards her. She practically skipped across the room as I did so, and grasped it firmly.

"Ok, now... would you mind getting in there and actually making the bed?" I asked.

"Why bother? We're just gonna mess it up again, you know that." Kaila looked down at my waist before looking directly at the bed.

"Are you sure about that?" I taunted her softly, before giving her a slight peck on the lips as I pulled her towards me. Rather than pull her into my arms, I directed her to the bedroom with the hand she had grasped, while applying a quick slap of my hand to her butt. "Move..."

She lurched in response, a sudden squeak of protest coming forth from her mouth before she practically scurried into the bedroom. I immediately heard the shifting of cloth and rustling of clothing from within before noting that Maria had risen to her feet. Her bare feet padded across the wood and she craned her head around the corner of the bedroom door, looking in on my wife.

"Could get used to having a cute gal make my bed for a change." Maria commented, and as she looked in, I allowed my gaze to roam over the contours of her luscious body, remembering how we had recently made love on the beach.

"So... why don't you get to know her a bit, while I get the last of the grime off me?" I suggested.

"I'll tell you what. You rinse off, I'll dry you off, and after, then we see how it goes." Maria leaned into me, distracting my attention from the three women who were happily attempting to compose the perfect spontaneous accident selfie.

We did just that.

A quick rinse, followed by a sweatpanted and t-shirted Maria rubbing me dry with a towel that I hadn't noticed was drying near the fire earlier. She had thoughtfully grabbed it up on the way into the bathroom, and when the warm towel wiped the last of the cool water from my skin, it left an amazingly tangible set of goosebumps. Maria noticed it, and ran her fingers across the skin of my arm, bringing an electric current of enjoyment through me.

She even wrapped the thing around my waist, and managed to do the whole locker room stuff that I was never really that good at. I was no longer quite as aroused as I had been, and the exhaustion of the day seemed to make the bed call to me.

"You look good." Maria curled herself behind me and placed her head on my shoulder. Her hands curled around my bare chest, and her t-shirt clad breasts pressed into my back. "I could see this. I could want this."

"This isn't my every day." I cautioned her.

"I know. This isn't mine either." Maria whispered against my back. "I will say this is one hell of a date. You give me one of these a month, and I'd be happy. Something to look forward to. Right now all I have is Sofia, and she likes her mom happy."

"I like her mom happy too." I agreed, enjoying how Maria's hands stroked along me.

"So... you gonna stand staring in the mirror all night? This isn't a character creation screen."