The first time I saw them, they were both fifteen, beautiful and just beginning to become women. Sandy had dark brown hair and emerald eyes. Shelly had golden hair and eyes the color of the deep blue sea.
I am a divorced RN with two children, who works for large companies, "The Company Nurse". When I'm not working as a nurse, I sometimes volunteer as a gymnastics coach at a local alternative high school. This is where Shelly and Sandy and I met.
They were both serious about being gymnasts and often tried to monopolize my time. They were also flirts and constantly tease me with batting their eyelashes, licking their lips. I ignored their advances. I would often tell them to come back when they were eighteen.
They lived in my neighborhood and would sometimes visit my neighbor's daughter. I could hear the three of them giggling and laughing in the apartment below mine. They were always talking about boys and how far they went with them. Although they were virgins, I felt their days were numbered.
I stopped volunteering a few weeks later due to a new job which took up most of my time. I lost track of the girls and didn't hear from them again for three years.
Then, late on Sunday evening I heard a knock at my door. When I opened it up, there before me stood to beautiful young women. At first I did not recognize them, then, to my surprise, realized it was Sandy and Shelly.
I was shocked to see how much they had matured in the past three years.
"Don't just stand there with your mouth hanging open, "Sandy said, "Invite us in!"
I invited the two women in, still in a state of shock. "You told us to come back when we were eighteen," Shelly stated. "Well, we're eighteen!"
I couldn't believe my eyes. Both girls had matured into a couple of gorgeous women. I hugged them both and invited them in.
At first we drank wine, smoked some pot and made small talk.
They were both in college, Shelly was enrolled in a nursing program and Sandy was a business major.
Finally the girls came to the point of their visit. It seemed that years ago they had made a packed to remain virgins until they were both eighteen, then they would carefully choose a lover and do him together.
After careful consideration, they had chosen me.
When I asked why I was their "chosen one", they replied that they were looking for a man with experience, an older man, but not too old. Someone with a nice body and good looking, but most importantly, someone they trusted and had feelings for. They said I qualified on all counts.
I was very flattered, thank them and told them that I was willing to take them up on their offer. My mother didn't raise any fools.
After a while we were all beginning to feel the effects of the grass and the wine. I put on some cool jazz music and built a fire in the fireplace. I lit some candles and took turns dancing with each of the girls.
