On the other hand, each girl sat close to me and placed one hand on my bare thigh, perilously close to my flaccid cock. I might wish it wasn’t flaccid, but I was ‘done’ for the next few hours, at least.
Ross asked, “Is there a plan for today?”
I shrugged.
Trish looked eager and teased, “Can we fuck all day?”
We laughed.
Ross said, “The spirit is willing, but the body is weak. I’m out of commission until tonight. This whole sex thing is new to me after a very long hiatus that only involved occasional masturbation with some porn.” He pointed at me.
“Sorry, I’m in recovery mode for most of the day, too. Try something non-sexual. I up for about anything.”
Crystal said, “If your invitation from last night to move is serious then Trish and I need to move some things from our house over here.”
Quick as a flash, Ross and I said together, “It still stands. We’ll help you move.”
“That’d be good, yes.” The girls both nodded.
Thus, after breakfast we dressed in casual clothes and took my SUV and my father’s large Mercedes to the girl’s home.
Their house was a tiny two-bedroom bungalow fairly close to the hospital and one of the larger malls. The home was neat, but obviously lived in. The outside needed some work.
I went with Crystal to her bedroom. She quickly made piles of clothing from her dresser. I tried to keep them organized, and put them into some large plastic trash bags. When the two were full, I carried them to the car. She came out behind me with an arm full of hanging clothes. She looked finished. I gave her a questioning look. She ran back in and came back out with a box overflowing with nick-knacks and other things that included her laptop computer.
“Finished, for now, yes,” she then announced.
She got a serious look on her face, almost as though she was going to cry. “I’m trying to be realistic, but I don’t want the bubble to burst. You are the best bet for the man for the rest of my life that I’ve ever found or even dreamed about except for rainbows and unicorns. Let’s try this out. We can always come back for more stuff. I have work, night life, and casual covered to some extent.” She took a deep breath and relaxed from her thoughtful mood. I could tell that she wanted this living together experiment as much as I did.
I teased, “It’s uncovered that I prefer.”
Crystal flowed into my arms and pushed me back against my car. “Me, too.” Our kiss was epic and I felt myself hardening. I was returning to life, and it wasn’t even noon.
We took a bag of Trish’s clothes and left her and my father to pack up still more stuff. Trish’s work clothes consisted of light blue scrubs and more light blue scrubs. She had about eight sets of them — tops and pants, along with about ten pairs of different colored crocs for footwear. Other than that, she had a normal wardrobe.
We caravanned back to my father’s house. He and I carried all the stuff in, and the girls put stuff away. Crystal claimed the guest room as her dressing area. Trish used the master bedroom dresser and second closet. Ross and I were very happy. We went and had second cups of coffee while the girls arranged things. I hadn’t seen my father so happy in years.