I was the first to awaken on Sunday morning. As I lied there on my back, my whole body felt sore and my head was aching. The day before had been both exhausting and exhilarating. Amber and I had started the day working in the yard. The job of shoveling out an area around our pool and planting a row of bushes had taxed the muscles in my back to the limit. This morning, lying in bed, I felt every one of those muscles burning.
But, not long after we finished our work, our neighbor, Rachel, came over for dinner. We had an incredible time hanging out around the house, drinking really nice wine and having a dinner that I prepared on the patio. Judging by the pounding in my head, we probably had too much wine. But, the liberating effects of that wine also contributed to the next part of the evening; and for that, I could overlook the nagging headache.
After dinner, the three of us relaxed in the hot tub, where Amber and Rachel hit it off to say the least. A simple foot massage from Amber to Rachel quickly evolved into much more. We found ourselves taking a steamy shower together, where the ladies made out and felt each other up. After drying off and getting in bed, Amber and I ended up having sex while she went down on Rachel.
Looking over at the two of them fast asleep together, I could only smile at the scene. Amber's brown hair was strewn across her pillow and her beautiful, curvy body lay next to Rachel's thin athletic frame. Rachel's blonde hair was still in a ponytail, although slightly messier than when she first arrived at our house.
Slowly rising from the bed, I quietly made my way to the bathroom to prepare for the morning. When I was done, I exited back out into the bedroom, where I pulled on some underwear, shorts and a t-shirt. Looking back to the bed, Rachel and Amber were still fast asleep, their bare bodies tantalizingly shrouded by the covers.
Turning to leave, I quietly closed the door behind me, went out into the kitchen and started a large pot of coffee. While it brewed, I washed down two ibuprofen with a glass of water and then started to get the things that I would need to make breakfast. After pouring myself a cup of coffee and savoring that first hot sip, I started mixing up a batch of waffle batter. I layered some bacon on a rack and put the pan in the oven to cook and then whisked up some eggs.
With the waffle iron heated up, I started making the first batch. The smells from the kitchen must've awoken the ladies; because soon, I heard the sounds of the the toilet flushing and them chatting in the bedroom. When the first of the waffles were done, I set them on a plate in the oven to stay warm and started in on the next batch. I was on the third when I heard the bedroom door open.
Amber came out wearing her bathrobe and said, "There's my sexy chef," wrapping her arms around me and giving me a big kiss. With a laugh, I looked over her shoulder and saw Rachel walk out, wearing my bathrobe. Both of them had done their hair and as Amber hugged me, she looked back at Rachel and said, "None of my clothes fit her so I figured you wouldn't mind."
Looking at both of them, knowing they were wearing nothing underneath their robes, I just smiled and said, "Fine with me."
Rachel smiled as she clutched the oversized robe around her. Amber turned and prepared two cups of coffee before carrying them over to the table. They then sat and talked while I finished cooking. Before long, everything was ready. So, I got out three plates and placed some bacon, scrambled eggs and two waffles on each. Finally, for a touch of flare, I topped the waffles with some sliced strawberries.
Happy with the appearance, I carried two plates to the table and set one down in front of each of the ladies. Amber smiled and Rachel looked up at me with impressed shock. As I went back for my own plate, Rachel said, "Holy shit, your house is like a resort."
Laughing, Amber leaned over towards Rachel and said, "I don't know many resorts that openly let you fuck the cook."
Looking at me with a devious smile, Rachel quietly said, "I don't know many resorts that have cooks that I'd want to fuck."
The two of them laughed as I joined them at the table, where they were eagerly waiting. When I sat down, they each took a bite of their food and groaned in appreciation. While we ate, I looked across the table at both women wrapped up in their plush bathrobes, their hair freshly done and smiles on their faces. When they looked up and caught me gawking, I just slowly shook my head and said, "You both look amazing."
They looked down at their own robes, then at each other and then back to me, each with a conspiratorial smile. Rachel shifted ever so slightly, so that the top of her robe opened a little more. Not attempting to hide the fact that I had been looking at her cleavage, I looked up and returned her smile. A little later, as both of them worked on a second serving, Rachel said, "Amber was telling me all the work you did for her yesterday. You must be sore."
I shrugged and said, "Ehh, yeah. My back and legs aren't too happy with me this morning."
Rachel and Amber smiled at each other. Then Rachel looked back at me. Letting the top of her robe open a little more, she asked suggestively, "Is it something we can help you with?"
They both looked at me expectantly. I looked at Amber; she grinned and just nodded her head towards Rachel. Stretching my back as I sat in my chair, I asked, "I don't know, what'd you all have in mind?"
Amber just playfully said, "What, you don't trust us?"
Taking a last bite of food and washing it down with some coffee, both of them stood up from the table. Letting her robe hang more openly, Rachel just looked at me seductively and said, "Come on, let's see how much better we can make you feel."
