After about 3-4 months the situation in Terri’s then took a different path. One evening I was there watching TV with Rachel & Terri. Carol had been out with girlfriends, but then came home early and went to her room without popping in to say ‘Hello’. At one point I needed to pee, so I went to the bathroom which was at the top of the stairs. When I reached the landing, I noticed Carol’s door was open and she was standing naked in front of a full length mirror. I could see her naked back directly, and her naked front in the mirror reflection. She stood there looking at herself brushing her hair. I was shocked. Had she not heard me come up the stairs..? I quickly went into the bathroom, relieved myself, making sure to flush, and then taking my time washing my hands, making plenty of noise to give Carol warning and plenty of time to close the door and protect her modesty.

When I emerged from the bathroom, she was still there, standing naked brushing her hair. Never looking at me directly, seemingly oblivious to the fact that I was close by. I got a good eyeful, she was a stunner, really nice shaped tits, and blonde wispy hair on her fanny. Image locked in my memory, I made my way downstairs. The rest of the evening was uneventful, but I didn’t mention it to Rachel.

I should mention that Carol worked as an admin assistant in a local firm where her father was the manager and Terri worked in a high street bank. The morning routine was that Rachel who worked furthest away, would be first up, in the shower and be out the door before 8am, Carol would be next, usually out around 8:15 and Terri would be last to leave at 8:30 as her place of work was the closest. If I stayed the night which I invariably did, I would get up, shower after they had all gone, and then head home after 9am, to carry on the work on my house.

Much to my disappointment, there was no repeat of the incident with Carol for the rest of my time off. However on my next trip home, one morning after I showered and was getting ready to leave, I was surprised to see Carol was still at home sitting in the living room. She was in her dressing gown, she looked upset as if she had been crying. I asked her what was wrong, and she told me that she had split up with her bf Ian. They had fallen out because she had seen Ian with another girl. I asked her if it could be fixed and they could be reconciled, but she said “No, he’s a bastard, that’s not going to happen”  I told her I was sorry to hear that, but she was a good looking girl, and she would have no trouble finding someone else.

She said, “I don’t believe you”, “Why not..” I said, “Well you weren’t in the slightest bit tempted were you..?”  She referred to the night she stood naked with the door open brushing her hair, I told her that I had been surprised and embarrassed. She said that she had gone out with girlfriends that night and had caught Ian out with another girl. They had an almighty row, and she came home early. She said her head was spinning and that night she had decided to give me the peep show to spite him, hoping to get some kind of reaction for me. I told her that with Rachel & Terri downstairs, what could I have done even if I wanted to..?

“Well they are not here now, they have both left for work already and will be gone the rest of the day.” She said. I was stunned. Even in my fantasies I didn’t see this coming.

“What are you suggesting..?” I said, “Don’t you have work to go to..?”

“I have the day off. You said I’m a good looking girl, that I would have no trouble finding someone else but I don’t think you really believe that because you were not in the slightest bit interested or tempted”

I told her that was unfair. That I was in a relationship with Rachel, and wasn’t looking around.

“More fool you” she said, “One time when you were away, Rachel brought back an ex-bf of hers”. “She told me & Terri that they are just good friends and there’s nothing in it, but the walls in this house are thin and we could hear everything that they got up to”

I wasn’t totally surprised. Rachel loved sex, she really was insatiable at times. I realised early on that she wouldn’t be the right type for me in a long term relationship. Of course I liked her, and loved having sex with her, but I wasn’t emotionally attached to her. Yes she was fun to be with, she was always interesting, always up for sex anywhere, any place, anytime. I loved that, but with a job like mine, spending plenty of time working away, I recognised early the pitfalls of getting too attached to a girl like her.  

But back to the present, here and now was Carol really goading me to make a move on her..? Fuck it, I decided to call her bluff, to see how far she would let it go.

I moved towards her, pulling her close, and kissing her on the lips. She responded in full. I reached through her dressing gown, discovering that she was naked underneath, and started to fondle her boobs, playing with her nipples. Then I explored lower, finding my way to her pussy. I kept kissing and fingering her, she was getting wet. She was up for it alright. In case Rachel or Terri came back unexpectedly, I led her back to her room and fucked her most of the morning. When I was leaving she asked me if I would take her out that night, so she didn’t guilt trip herself. She said that otherwise she would feel foolish, and she couldn’t bare it if I was sat with Rachel that evening. She also wanted some time to think, and to discuss if we could have some kind of relationship. “Was this a one off or did I want more..?” Of course I wanted more.

I arranged to meet Carol at an agreed place near Terri’s house at 8pm. We went to a pub off the beaten track, so that we wouldn’t be spotted by anyone we knew. Carol said that she knew she wanted to be with me from the moment I arrived a Terri’s. She said Rachel didn’t deserve me, and she would make a much better gf. She was younger, had a prettier face and a great body, but she wasn’t a patch on Rachel in bed. Rachel was a just a filthy slut who wanted sex all day, every day. I told Carol that everything had happened so fast, that I needed time to think. In reality, I wanted the best of both worlds to last as long as possible. 

Although awkward, this situation continued for a couple of months, me staying at Terri’s shagging Rachel every night, and fitting in Carol as well as much as the situation allowed. But Carol was becoming impatient. She wanted me to commit to her. “Why are you still with her..?” she would often ask, I told her it was complicated. But the real reason was I loved the sex with Rachel. Sometimes on a night out with Carol, she would ask me to come back to Terri’s with her and stay the night. But it was far too risky, and I was scared of getting caught, and ruining a good thing, so I always declined, dropped her off, and headed back to my parents house.

It didn’t stop Carol asking though, always pressuring me into making a commitment. During one of these discussions I eventually confided to Carol that amongst other reasons Rachel was a dirty slut in bed and she loved anal. That only pissed Carol off more, because she had never tried it and wasn’t keen on starting. However, a few weeks later on the way back home after a night out, Carol was a bit tipsy, and she teased that I could take her anal cherry if I stayed the night with her in her room. I was still scared of being caught, but what the hell..? This risk/ reward has an upside, I’ll take the risk.

Carol was much prettier, and she had a better body than Rachel, but she didn’t have Rachel’s filthy mind. The anal was OK, a little stop/ start because she wasn’t used to it, satisfying for me, but not for her. And she wasn’t keen on repeating. Nonetheless, the arrangement at Terri’s continued for several months more. I think if I had a ‘normal’ job going home every night after work, I would have been found out. But going away 2 on 2 off, somehow gave the situation a reset, a break every two weeks creating a kind of separation, and then on my return the sequence would start all over again.

Another few months passed, the situation took another turn. One evening I had called round at Terri’s and we stayed in and watched TV, the 3 girls and me. Bedtime and a shagging session with Rachel followed, sleep time, then morning came and one by one, they hit the shower and headed off to work. Or so I thought. After Rachel had left for work, I had dozed off again. When I awoke I headed for the shower as normal. I didn’t usually lock the bathroom door because I was usually the only one in the house after 9am. In the middle of my shower, a naked Terri comes in and says “Do you mind if I join you..?” I initially froze, but what could I say? It was her house after all. Gathering some composure, I muttered, “Come on in”. We soaped each other all over and washed each other up & down. Seeing her nakedness, and with all the rubbing of skin, it wasn’t long before I developed a hard on. “Are you going to waste that or put it to good use?” she joked, “I haven’t had a shag for months”

Needless to say, it didn’t go to waste.

And so, an already tricky situation got even more complicated. I was now servicing 3 girls, who all lived in the same house. Could this continue without any of them finding out..?

To be continued...