Unexpected visitors

I thought I had the place to myself that morning, then a wet sound drifted up from downstairs. My first thought was someone breaking in. Instead I found Anetta and Eve sprawled on the couch, completely lost in each other. Blonde hair spilled over the cushions while the brunette’s mouth worked between spread thighs, and every eager lick sent a shiver across pale skin. They looked up when I reached the bottom step, eyes glassy, lips shiny, and the invitation was clear. I slipped out of my robe before they could ask and climbed in between them, hungry to taste what they’d already started.