At the apartment....

The apartment was tastefully decorated with a few pieces of expensive furniture. A large comfortable looking sofa sat in the center of the room facing a large LCD TV. The dining area was just behind and the kitchen area beyond it. Two door located on either side of the living room were probably the entrance to the ladies bedrooms. Scotty, entered and sat himself in the middle of the sofa. It was comfortable. Susan sat right next to him and Cathy, paused for a moment to ask if anyone needed a drink. A couple of negative answers brought Cathy’s round buttocks to a rest next to Scott. Susan and Cathy started running their small, dainty hands over and inside Scott’s almost undone shirt. Scotty eased himself in to the sofa and closed his eyes as they planted kisses along his rock hard chest. Cathy was the first to kiss him on the mouth. Her tongue darted in to his mouth as they kissed. Next Susan brought her mouth to his and this time Scott was the one shoving his tongue down her throat. She ran a hand through his soft hair. Cathy ran a hand up and down one of his thighs. It felt amazing. Scott was lost in a sea of emotions, now almost drowning him as the two girls expertly manipulated his erogenous zones.

These girls have definitely done this before he thought as he watched the two girls kiss each other in front of him. Cathy with her beautifully rounded breasts climbed on top of him as she managed not to break the kiss with Susan. Susan kept on hand on his chest as she kept her lips locked on Cathy’s mouth. Scotty ran a hand over Cathy’s breasts, now right in front of his face. His other hand wandered down to her buttocks and cupped their firm mass of flesh. Susan decided to turn her attention back to Scott and maneuvered her head in between Cathy’s supple breasts and Scott’s face to kiss the nape of his neck. Her hands moved expertly to undo the buttons on his shirt. Cathy ran her hands through Scott’s hair. She moved her hips lightly over the hardened lump in his pants that pressed against her vagina. Cathy, arched back and Susan focused her attention on her breasts. Cathy ran a hand down to Susan’s buttocks and lifted her skirt up to reveal the moist spot on her lace panties.

Cathy Climbed off Scott’s lap and walked around and positioned herself behind Susan. Susan got his shirt off and started working his belt buckle. Within a few seconds she undid the buckle and was forcing his pants off. Scott helped the situation by taking off his shirt. Cathy, now behind Susan, was licking her way up her thighs. Susan moaned. She was on her knees and Scotty was leaning back on the sofa getting ready for the what was going to be one of the most blissful parts of the night. Susan licked his nipples and bit on them gently. She ran her tongue down his washboard stomach muscles as she approached his hard, throbbing cock, hidden underneath his boxer shorts. Cathy moved the lace panties out of the way and inserted a finger in to her vagina. Her finger slid inside, as she felt Susan’s juices on her finger. Taking her finger out she licked it and savored the taste. Mmmmh! she moaned and brought her mouth down and licked Susan’s pussy. Scott ran one hand through Susan’s hair as she moved her mouth below his abdomen. His other hand found it’s way to her nipples. She had taken her top off and he inserted his hand under her lace bra and squeezed her nipple. He rolled it in between his index finger and his thumb. She moaned, loudly before she took his hard manhood in her sultry mouth. She sucked, hard and then licked just like a little girl licked a lollypop. Mmmmhh!

Cathy spanked Susan’s butt as she fingered her wildly. A few moments later she rose and came knelt on Scotty’s left. He too, took a minute to get out of her top and skirt before kneeling down. Scotty managed to put insert his hand between the lace of her bra and her skin, to find a taut nipple that he squeezed between the fingers of his left hand. She moaned as she brought her mouth to his balls and suckled on them. Her hand clasped over the base of his cock as she prepared to share his precious instrument with her flat-mate. Cathy ran her tongue along the length of his cock. Susan took a break and kissed and licked his stomach and moved up the length of his body to kiss him on his mouth. Scotty could taste the warm precum from his cock as he thrust his tongue inside her mouth.

Susan got on top of him, while Cathy devoured his penis and positioned her dripping wet pussy in front of his face. Scott was more than happy to use his tongue to taste the wet juices that lubricated her hole. His thrust his tongue through the neatly trimmed pubic hair and played with her click as she put her hands on her hips and arched her back as sensations of pleasure rocketed through her body. Cathy sucked hard, her hands cupping his balls as she licked and used her lips to bring Scott to the point of climax; then withdrew. Susan rotated her hips as he expertly ate her out. He used his right index finger to find her G-spot and used his thumb to gently manipulate her rectum. She groaned and moaned in sheer pleasure.

Susan got off, giving up the roaring sensations for a moment as Cathy and she dragged Scotty away to one of the bedrooms. Once inside, Scott pushed Susan on to the bed and climbed on top of her. He kissed her, showing his tongue inside her mouth. Susan reached down, grabbing hold of his penis, she pulled him inside her. Scotty could feel the warm wetness of her pussy. Cathy, came around behind them and cupped his balls as he moved in and out of Susan. They moaned.

Susan was the first to wake up. Her arms and legs were wrapped around Scotty. Lifting herself up, she found that Cathy’s arms and legs were also wrapped around Scotty. She smiled and pulled herself away from the group. She ran a hand through her hair and wished that the pounding in her head would go away, so that she could savor this moment. It didn’t. Cathy made her way to the bathroom; hoping nice cold shower in the morning would make things a little better than they were.

Scott woke up with a start. He didn’t hear the familiar sound of his alarm clock, but nevertheless woke up at almost the same time. It was more out of habit than a need to wake up that he did so. Cathy’s arm was around him and he slowly lifted it away to sneak out of bed. He quietly treaded the carpeted floors of the apartment trying to find where the toilet might be and trying to make sure he did not wake the girl in bed. Scotty was in shock when he bumped in to Susan in the hall. Oh! Shit he thought to himself. It all came back. Two girls, there were two. Susan walked up to him and kissed him on his cheak.

“Good morning! Beautiful” she said “Maybe you should put some underwear on, before we all get in to bed again…” she continued with a naughty smile.
“Good lord, I’m so sorry…anyway, it’s not like you haven’t seen any of this” he pointed to his crotch and then ran back to the bedroom trying to find his boxers.

Three days earlier…

Scott woke up in his monster sized bed to shrill tones of his alarm clock. Pressing the snooze button he rolled over and pulled the covers over his head. With his eyes closed his thoughts wandered about in his head. It wasn’t any sunlight coming through the lace curtains that covered the floor to ceiling windows that faced east. This country sucks he thought. Waking up everyday to the dark skies was really not the best way to wake up. The alarm went off again and this time he sat up and turned it off.

Coming downstairs for breakfast, Martha was making his coffee. The morning news paper sat on the table next to his plate. Scott finished his breakfast and read the financial section of the Guardian while sipping his coffee. It seemed like a regular day in this big house where he lived alone, but at least there was something to look forward to - the Porsche would be delivered today. It had cost him close to ninety thousand pounds but that caused only a minor dent in his bank account. Scott, single, white male, twenty seven years old had a lot of money. Money that had been thrust in his face after his father had been murdered four years ago. He still thought about the times he and his father would go away on trips all over the world. He, Richard White had made it a twice-a-year occurrence after the passing of his mother, some fifteen years ago. Richard had never re-married and Scott had grown up not knowing the love of a mother. Just that of Martha, a fabulous maid, who’s whole family was in service for the Whites.

Scott got in to the back of the Maybach stretch and stared out of the window, as always as he was taken to the office.

“Hey! Scotty, morning’” said Steven who’d worked with Scott and his dad before him at the corporation – also inherited from his father.

“Good morning Steve, how’s it going?”
“Not too bad. Stock prices seem to be up. New virus spreading around and our boys have the cure.”
“Brilliant.”
“By the way, Scotty, your car’s coming in today. I told the boys downstairs to do a quick check and shine when it gets here, so that all you’ll have to do is drive it”
“Super. What’ll I do without you mate?”
Steve smiled. Almost laughed but managed to contain himself. “What say, drinks tonight? We ride in your new car?”
“Sure. Sounds good” said Scott gesturing a thumbs-up, the excitement growing in him, waiting for his new ride.

At the pub…

“That car is just awesome”
“Bet your arse it’s awesome mate” replied Scotty, as they walked towards the bar.
“A pint of the best for us Iain” Steve motioned to the bartender who turned around and waived a hello to the two of his regulars already seated at the bar.

Scotty was thinking about the girl, Emily, who he’d asked out to dinner and perhaps drinks this Friday night. The new car had done wonders for his confidence. Little did he know that with his looks he could take a girl out on a date on the tube and still manage to get in to her knickers. Steve and Scotty talked shop, while they emptied three rounds of Stella.

They hardly noticed the two girls who’d walked in and sat themselves down at the far side of the pub. They were also unaware that the two young girls had noticed them and were scheming of a way to go talk to the two handsome young men in nice suits who seemed to be drowning themselves in beer, by the pint.

Scotty stepped off his barstool to visit the loo. On the way, Scotty noticed the nubile two girls who were seated in a corner booth; their eyes seemed to be locked on him, watching him all the way to the entrance to the toilets. He smiled after opening the door. Looks like its not going to be a boring evening at the pub after all

Cathy and Susan could hardly believe their eyes as the good looking man returned their gaze – and was that half a smile? They giggled and clinked their glasses of wine and sipped it. Looks like our dry spell is over after all…Besides they look like they are doing well for themselves, judging by the suits at least. Wonder if either of them drove that Porsche parked outside…

Steve was on the phone when Scott got back from the toilet. Scott waited patiently while he finished his phone call to tell him about the two girls who seemed to show some interest in him. Steve did a subtle turn to see them and noted that they were quite fit. Motioning to the bartender, Scott queried as to who they were. Unfortunately it seemed that Iain wasn’t very familiar with the two, apart from that fact that whenever they came in they consumed a bottle of wine and left. Scotty’s next question was what sort of wine they had. The bartender held up a bottle.

“Alright mate, send them a bottle and put it on my tab, yeah?”
“Sure, not a problem” he said, smiling at the two men in front of him. All three of them knew what would happen next.