Three in a Bed

Lily rang the doorbell with her free hand. Her other hand was holding a bottle of Prosecco which had been lying in her cellar for way too long. It was lucky that she still had it because she had only been invited to this party this morning. The host, John Lock, was Lily's old friend from school and coincidentally her boss at the company where she worked as his secretary. She had walked into work that morning and it was then that he had invited her to the party.
The door opened and behind it stood John, smiling as always. Lily was surprised to see that he had shaved, and was no longer sporting his usual stubble.
'Lily!' He beamed. 'So glad you could make it. Guess who's here?!'
'No idea, who?' Lily replied.
'Well, my girlfriend asked if she could bring her friend from Zumba, who just so happens to be Rebecca Star from school! Remember her?'
'Oh my goodness!' Exclaimed Lily, 'I haven't seen her since our second year of university! I guess we both became too busy and grew apart... I do miss her, she was my best friend in school! Wait,' Lily flashed him a cheeky look, 'is your brother here?'
John returned a cheeky grin and said 'No, luckily he's busy tonight.' They both giggled and walked into the house.

Lily spotted Rebecca immediately and they greeted each other with a tight hug and broad smiles, and Lily couldn't help but notice that Rebecca kept her hand on her arm for a little longer than the hug lasted. They were chatting away for ages, catching up on the past 5 years, when the topic of conversation turned to their school years.
'Do you remember John's old parties?' Asked Rebecca.
'I remember the stories I heard about them. Naughty Becky.' Lily winked.
Becky giggled 'yes well let's not talk about that. I was very drunk. Speaking of which, I'm feeling the need for a refill, how about something a bit stronger?'
So the two ladies went into the kitchen to find where John kept the vodka.

The party atmosphere was beginning to buzz as more and more people arrived and as people got more and more drunk. Becky and Lily stumbled into the kitchen giggling to get a drink of water. But they only made it as far as the drinking glasses cupboard when Becky grabbed Lily and kissed her strongly on the mouth. This sudden gesture caused Lily to quickly draw in breath through her nostrils. Rebecca pulled away and whispered, 'Don't tell me you haven't been feeling it too. I don't know why but I suddenly feel so attracted to you after not seeing you for all these years.'
Lily pulled Becky's body to hers and was about to continue kissing her when a voice suddenly came from the other side of the room.
'Well, well, well, look who it is!' The girls turned around to see a smart, very suave man leaning against the door frame. He was wearing dark jeans, a white shirt that had the top button undone and his green tie that was slightly loose brought out his emerald eyes, which had a certain cheeky sparkle to them. It looked as though he hadn't shaved in a while but his stubble still looked neat and under control. He pushed himself upright and as he began to walk towards them both girls realised who it was.
'Harry Judge?!' Exclaimed Lily.
'Thats right,' he replied, 'still friends with John after all these years. He told me I might see some old faces. I'm sorry, don't let me interrupt you two girlies. You just carry on and I'll watch.'
Becky did not carry on kissing Lily. Instead, she pulled away, walked over to Harry and held onto his tie lightly, running it slowly through her fingers. 'Don't you remember the first party John threw? What happened between us two?' She winked.
Lily joined in, 'Yeah, and at the massive sixth form party, you couldn't get enough of me.'
'It only seems right that you join us in revisiting our youth' said Becky, seductively.
Harry became suddenly excited. 'Sounds delicious. But not here.' And, taking both girls' hands, he lead them out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

Lily woke up the next morning and for a moment completely forgot where she was.
What? Why am I naked? Who's bed is this?
A small groan came from a body next to her. The body rolled over and Lily saw that it was Becky, still asleep and also naked, her bare shoulders peeking out from under the duvet. Suddenly it all came flooding back to her. The kiss, going upstairs, removing each other's clothes, feeling bare skin against her lips... But wait, someone else was there. Who was it?
At that moment Lily realised the sound of a running shower could be heard from what she assumed was the en suite bathroom. The water was soon turned off and after hearing the sound of a towel rubbing against the person's body, the door handle was pushed down and the door opened. Out walked Harry, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, bearing his toned chest and stomach. Lily couldn't help but follow the line of hair from his belly button down to the top of his towel and couldn't help but wonder what hid underneath it - what had provided the previous evening's entertainment. She didn't have to guess much longer. Harry dropped his towel. Wow. She had to avert her gaze at this moment as he had caught her looking.
'Morning,' he smiled, 'do you remember last night at all? You were pretty drunk.'
Of course she remembered. She remembered him slipping his arm round her waist, his hand slowly crawl up her back to undo her bra strap and then crawl back down to grasp her behind. She remembers unbuttoning his shirt while Becky was behind her, kissing her from her ear down her neck and onto her shoulder... The rest was a blur of sweaty bodies clashing against each other, passionate moans and cries for more, and a confusion of which body belonged to whom.
'Err, yeah, I guess,' Lily replied, still confused as to how a threesome with her old school best friend and her high school boyfriend of a month had happened.
'I've gotta get to work now,' said Harry while starting to put his shirt on. His hair was still slightly damp and messy from only being towel dried and Lily couldn't help but think how sexy he looked, 'thanks for an awesome night. Maybe the three of us could meet up for coffee sometime soon?' He winked at this moment, and Lily knew he wanted more than just coffee.
After getting fully dressed, Harry bent down and kissed Lily on the forehead, then leaned over her and smoothly caressed Becky's neck with his lips, being careful not to wake her from her peaceful slumber. Lily breathed in his scent and her heart rate began to increase. He smelt of musky shower gel and yet still had an element of the manly odour she had been so familiar with last night. He left the room with a final cheeky wink and closed the door, leaving the two girls alone again. Lily wondered if she should get dressed before Becky woke up, or if she should stay as she was in case Harry had used all of the hot water and the two of them had to keep each other warm in the shower...