19 - Our Last Few Days Together - Sex Stories

19 - Our Last Few Days Together

... lay there in the room in silence, apart from bouts of heavy breathing from Inge and Lani.

Eventually, we arranged ourselves for a night of sleep, the twins snuggled up in bed and Inge and I lay together on the sofa.

Good night! Zzzzzzz ...

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Once again, I left the girls at home while I went to work. All day, my mind kept wandering to four days time, when the girls would be going home, these beautiful, sexy girls who had part of my life for, well, two weeks! Yeah, two weeks is not a long time but we had all been so intensely intimate with each other in that short time that, life after them, was going to be a huge comedown!

But, tonight was Friday night so it was time for the girls to say goodbye to Mike in the West End.

We had already decided our plans and, when I got home, Tanya, Lani and Inge were looking as gorgeous as ever. I just needed a quick freshen up and we would be on our way.

Four stops on the tube and we were in Holborn, the legal area of London. Not much going on there during the evening but we did find a cosy bar to have a few drinks. It was odd that the bar was busy early on but became less busy, as the evening progressed, but that was the nature of the area. A fifteen-minute walk towards Soho and then, the evening would be really rocking!

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Heading for Crackers in Wardour Street and, sure enough, there was a queue, but it was moving and we were inside in no time. ...

... In "club time", it was still quite early so there were lots of people milling around and meeting fellow clubbers. The music was danceable but acted as merely background music, whilst everyone waited for the night to really begin, with the arrival of the club's top DJs.

The girls, especially the twins, were attracting a lot of attention, people not believing how identical they looked. Somehow, it made Inge look a bit like an outsider but, of course, I knew different.

Finally, Mike arrived to take his up place in the DJ booth. This created a murmur of anticipation, as he slightly raised the volume of the music. Leaving the girls at our table, I went to speak to him about how things were, life, music, clubland, that sort of agenda.

"Hello, mate," I said.

"Hey, Vee! Things OK?"

"Ah, yes and no! Having a great time with these girls but they're going home on Wednesday. Gonna miss them but they're wearing me out!" I gave him a knowing wink, he replied with puzzled look.

"What? All of them?"

"Yeah, one at a time and, sometimes, all of us together!"

"Wow! Nah, you're having me on," he said, with disbelief. So I told him about the hotel booking mix-up and how they had been living with me in my small bedsit for the last week of their holiday. He couldn't believe how lucky I had got, especially after my romantic disasters earlier in the year which he had helped to arrange.

Time was getting on and it was time for Mike to begin his hour-long DJ set. "I'll see you ...