Allie and I both wanted to wash Eve in the worst way, but it was going to be a few minutes before we could, so shot were we from that monster cum. My cock was a limp wiener on my thigh, my balls like a couple of almonds in an empty bag.
Allie was no better off. Her eyes were dilated full out, and she wouldn't stop kissing me. It had been a while since she had broken up with her last lover, and apparently there was some need there. Fine with me.
Eve understood. She really wasn't all that steady herself, and lay back down behind Allie, reaching for her tits and cooing in her ear. Allie responded and turned her head up to receive Eve's kisses, and I held them both close.
Eventually, we did manage to get up, and stagger our way to the bathroom. And what a bathroom! Allie had installed a hot tub the size of a small swimming pool in that bathroom, and she set about making a monumental bubble bath for us.
By now, it was dark out. Allie was one of those super-femme types who always has a bazillion candles around. She lit every one. Gingerly, we eased ourselves into the hot water, and our taught bodies unwound in the warm primal fluid. There was champagne in an ice bucket (Allie thinks of everything!) and soon the glow was inside as well as out. Champagne always makes Eve giggly, and soon we were all chattering and laughing.
You know how I like women to be naked, but I love it when a woman is naked and glistening wet. Baby oil is my favorite, but that's only because a really good bubble bath in a tub big enough for two (or more) is so hard to come by. Soon, we were all wet and shiny, the candles reflecting off the points of their shoulders, their breasts, their bellies (when they stood up), their buttocks, their thighs...what isn't to be admired about a nude, wet woman? For a moment I could understand the cross-dressing guys. Women are so inherently beautiful, especially naked. Unless a man is so handsome as to be almost feminine himself he only comes across as awkward. It's almost enough to make a guy jealous.
For tonight at least, I was looking at my harem. Allie had put on some music, and we were all beginning to get into the buzz from the wine, the heat, and the love we shared. We were all beginning to get dizzy in this afterglow.
I felt a hand reach for my leg and begin to caress the inside my thigh. Allie was beginning to get fresh with me. I guessed that she was probably doing the same to Eve, judging by the look of bliss on Eve's face. Those two were sitting together on the opposite side of the tub from me, but Eve signaled me to come and sit between them.
Both women began to minister to my needs and wants. Hands slid over my wet skin below the surface, and soon my cock and balls were getting kneaded and stroked again. I reached on both sides to return the favor(s), and found both their legs open and waiting.
Then I remembered: "Allie, would you teach Eve how to shave her bush?"
Eve came awake and looked at me with a strange look, then looked at Allie. Allie thought for a second and said: "That's right, you don't shave your bush, do you?"
Eve looked a little sheepish. "I've always been afraid to."