Met 2 s****rs with a secret - Sex Stories

Met 2 s****rs with a secret

... wistful tone. "They're so gallant. Not like Kiwi boys at all, ay?" As promised, I walked both of the girls the whole three meters (I was trying to think in metric now) to their door. We said goodnight and they walked into their apartment. It was Asha who closed the door and she gave me the same secretive smile she had given me when she'd caught me checking out her butt earlier. I walked back to my place. In the month that followed, I saw Shanthi and Asha often. Two days after our first meeting, they offered to cook me dinner – genuine Sri Lankan fare. We stayed up even later that night talking, our tongues a bit loosened by a nice bottle of wine from a vineyard on Waiheke Island. I felt very comfortable and very content in their company, as I hoped they felt in mine. Several times a week, the three of us would get together and have fun. They showed me around the city and we did all the touristy things that I had read about and that they, having lived in the country all their lives, had never done. Some nights, we went to clubs. Other nights, we would see movies. One day, we took a ferry to the Bay of Islands and saw real, live dolphins swimming alongside the boat. Everything I did with Shanthi and Asha was a wonderful time. Gradually, I began to realize I had a serious problem, however. I was falling in love, but I couldn't decide which of the girls I had fallen in love with. I was constantly thinking about one or the other, but I could never decide which one I liked ...

... best. Shanthi was closer to me in age and, with a gun to my head, I would have said she was the more attractive s****r, but she was also aloof at times. I felt I had a bit more chemistry with Asha than with Shanthi, but I didn't know if she felt the same way about me. I was too concerned with losing their friendship to admit my feelings. Still, I knew that the love I felt was too strong to be concealed indefinitely. I think I was waiting on a sign from above to indicate what my next move should be. One Friday night, a month to the day after I met the s****rs, I received that sign, loud and clear. * * * I had spent that night with Shanthi and Asha. I had class during the day and met up with them afterwards for a late lunch. We spent the next few hours running some errands together which I always preferred to do with the girls because they had a car and I didn't. For dinner, in honor of our one month anniversary, we had pizza from Hell again. When the night was over, the girls left me on my own and went home. I was not the least bit sl**py, however. That day, I was more torn between my love for both girls than I had ever been in the last thirty days. I stood out on my small balcony, looking down at the city, contemplating the situation. Sooner or later, I would have to come clean or I would go insane. I was considering that when I heard a soft knock at the door. I opened it to find Asha, dressed in burgundy silk pajamas that clung to her body in a most pleasing way. She looked ...