Mar 18 2010: Cass and Rhonda here

This didn't go quite as i hoped but here are the details ...

I spent the afternoon nude and fixing things in the kitchen. I wanted them to have something to eat when they arrived. Lasagna and salad seemed logical.

Cass let me know Rhonda was coming too. Although I was instructed to be in Cassidy’s panties only, I added a short mid thigh oriental silk purple and gold robe and heels. My rationale was I knew a lot of this is new to Cass and I didn’t want to overwhelm her.

They arrived around 5:30 dressed in their softball uniforms. We exchanged hugs, went back to the kitchen, talked about their game, they drank tons of water then asked for beer. Then they filled their bellies with food. I poured myself a glass of wine and nibbled at food. During dinner I wanted to devour them right there. I asked if I could wash their sweaty, dirt smeared uniforms. Rhonda giggled that I just wanted to get them naked but they undressed down to bras and panties and I tossed their uniforms and socks into the washer.

I told them I’d also wash them. Cass giggled and asked me why. I told them I enjoyed them and wanted them to feel special but would not initiate anything they didn’t want to. Rhonda went to pee, Cass followed. They came back and Rhonda stood by my chair. I kissed her tummy, and then cupped her butt cheeks. I could smell her cunt and kissed her panty. She asked what I wanted … I was suddenly nervous. Rhonda kept prodding me, asking if what I told Cass Tuesday night was true, that I wanted to be pushed around. Now I felt really awkward but I nodded. She pulled me out of the chair by grabbing my robe and in one fluid motion yanked it off me and threw it at me. She bitched at me about standing there in Cass’s panties and how damp they were. Cass laughed. Rhonda said she should spank me for being such a tramp, told me to get something that she could use. I blushed again and asked if a wooden spoon from the kitchen would do. She shoved me back into the kitchen several times and told me to get it. When I open the drawer to get it, she came behind me and yanked the panties down my legs, grabbed the spoon from me and hit my ass several times. She kept shoving me out of the kitchen, across the hall and into the great room. Cass followed, still sucking on her beer.

Cass settled on one end of the sofa, Rhonda, her hand firmly attached to my hair, sat more toward the middle. She told me to lie across her lap with my head towards Cass. I did. Cass pulled her panties off, put her left leg up over the back of the sofa, right foot on the floor sitting so she faced down the sofa. I knew she was teasing me. Rhonda hit my ass several times and told me to wiggle forward until my face was at Cassidy’s pussy. Cass sucked on her beer, and then finally said to me ... go on, she wanted me to taste her. I began licking at her sweaty pussy, and buried my face. Rhonda gave up on the spoon and used her hand to whack my bare butt. She’d hit me, rub her finger at my rose and spank me some more. I kept eating Cass until she finally worked herself off on my tongue and came. She was panting but said … more, I want another one. I obliged her without hesitating. Rhonda was laughing at me, she pulled her panties and bra off and shoved me off the sofa and stood over me with her feet on each side of my upper body. I was staring up into her pussy. I said please lets go upstairs to my bedroom, please. She said no, right here, and knelt over my face. I ate her until she coated my face. Cass rubbed the sole of her foot over my pussy until the friction made me cumm. I brought Rhonda off easily. Of the two, she's much quicker to reach orgasm.

I got up to get them another beer, noticed the washer had stopped, threw the things in the dryer. I came back with beer, Cass was on her cell; the conversation didn’t sound too pleasant … turned out to be her mom. She left the room and kept talking. Rhonda shook her head that it wasn’t good.

Cass came back and shouted bitch, bitch, bitch and said her mom was on the warpath; she probably better get home. She started crying and I hugged her, told her to take it easy, let her cry it out and get over her anger. We talked about options for the evening but ultimately there weren’t any.

I asked them to at least take a few minutes and shower. We went up to the double shower in the master bathroom and we all got in. I washed them both, shampooed their hair, rubbed their shoulders and massaged their backs, gave them the royal treatment and made them feel as special as possible.

I got their things out of the dryer and they dressed. Cass apologized to me and said this wasn’t how she intended the evening to end. I told her I was there for her if she ever needed to talk. She hugged me and whispered on my shoulder that she wished I was her mom. I smiled and said ... honey, I do too. I told her if she ever needed to crash somewhere for any reason, my place is hers.

They left and I sat here in a mild funk then straightened things up.