Post 232: A Little Slumber Party

“Tell daddy about the dream you had, Kiki…” said Josie to her friend, Lakshmi Vallurupalli, a naughty giggle cutting through the otherwise quiet morning. They had each woken a little while ago, finding him still asleep and sandwiched between them in Josie’s big king bed, upstairs in her parents’ home. They’d spent the time quietly whispering, commiserating above him, trying not to wake their little charge. But the Saturday-morning light filtered through Josie’s shades, and he was now slowly coming awake.

“Oh haha no…” Lakshmi deferred, a flush of embarrassment joining the shy smile which had grown on her face. She and Josie, her new friend, were both laying on their sides, facing each other; he lay on his back between them, in nothing but a pair of boxers, his oversized undershirt and a mortified grimace. Lakshmi was a demure girl, and had never ever ever found herself in a position like this before, especially with someone like her boss!

At Melissa’s request they’d taken him home early from the party downtown, back to Josie’s house, and had somehow managed to carry him from the car, first to the couch. He was out! Blacked out from the effects of the injection and the attentions someone had haha apparently given him under the dinner table. After some convincing, Josie had persuaded Lakshmi to help her strip him, both of them now laughing, of his soiled clothes as he slumped on the huge sectional sofa of her parent’s well-appointed great room, still unconscious. They’d tucked him in with a blanket, a pillow, one of Josie’s favorite stuffies. But he was obviously cold, had begun shivering. He needed warmth, body heat, and the girls - inspired - had been happy to oblige. They knew how they’d warm him up: slumber party! They’d brought him upstairs, into Josie’s bed. Josie had changed into her cutest little green nightie and let Lakshmi borrow a pink top and comfy little kitty shorts…which her new butt seemed to just devour haha. “That thing will take up half the bed..!” Josie had teased.

“Wh-what happened last night?” he stammered, confused but finally awake enough and over the shock of finding himself in a strange bed with two of his youngest employees to speak. And one of them just called me ‘daddy’? After a certain point, he honestly couldn’t recall much of the night previous. There’d been food, drinks, dancing…right? There’d been perfume; he still smelled it on himself, and on these two. It was keeping him lightheaded, fuzzy, he couldn’t help but think. It had been quite a party last night, and there had been girls…a lot of girls. It was a blur, a choppy miasma of memories but he remembered there’d been talk of politics and divorce papers with Abby. Time with Angie, Shanette, Aubrey…he’d been so drunk, he thought he recalled getting a shot in his thigh. Had Melissa ever shown?

Wait, he recalled, in a sudden flashback of a hand on his leg, Melissa across the table. Oh, god, n-no…

“You don’t remember?” Josie giggled, leaning over towards him with her right hand to push aside a lock of hair that had plastered itself to his forehead. “You passed out at dinner, right on the bench…” Her surprisingly big breasts bulged from the bodice of her emerald green nightie. She was fresh-faced, most of the makeup from the party cleaned away...

“You fell down into Vida’s lap,“ Lakshmi continued, “Totally dead asleep-”

“Omigod it was adorable,” Josie giggled, “We have pictures haha-“  “Melissa carried you to the car…”

“…you slept in the backseat on Kiki’s lap.”

Oh, haha, yes, Lakshmi thought, flushing anew. Unconsciously she snuggled in closer to Dr. J on the bed. And remember our car ride there, to the party? Hmm? She asked him, in her head, How I made you hard, sitting on your lap, how you twitched and pulsed between my cheeks and thighs? Your hips felt so small under me…

“You know, you make the most adorable little noises when you sleep,” Josie giggled.

“You were…you were all snuggled into us,” Lakshmi added, almost shyly, “all night, keeping yourself warm…”

“You woke up…” Josie continued, as her friend shifted on the bed to face him-

“...with your face in my boobs,” Laskshmi finished, presenting him with an eyeful of her own, ever-inflating cleavage. She’d surprised herself with her own frankness, her boldness with her new breasts. She had been a B-cup since eighth grade, but these past two months had brought on these more-than-welcome developments. She was becoming a busty girl.

His shock, they saw on his face, had just continued to grow. Josie giggled as he struggled to pull his eyes from Lakshmi’s tits.

“Yeah we had to peel your cheeks away from her haha But, you slept most of the night curled around Kiki’s butt, trying to be the big spoon,” Josie said, her voice growing more tender, “the back of your head was between my boobs, me spooning you.”

Did he remember waking for a moment, in the depth of night, hips planted into someone huge and warm? He thought that was a dream. The rutting…th-that was with L-Lakshmi? For real? He flushed again. “J-J-Josie, Lakshmi…ple-”

“You sucked on my finger for a while,” Josie continued, with another giggle, reaching out to tap him on the nose. Her finger drifted down to his lips, as her smile faded a bit, her expression changing as she saw him actually fighting the instinct to take her finger into his mouth. She…she knew she had to remember, why they were here, what their job was. It was no fun but she had to, again, resist these urges. Melissa had asked them to be hands off for the night…they didn’t want him freaking out, feeling like he’s constantly being…taken advantage of. They couldn’t have him get squirrely again on signing the papers.

She took her finger away.

“So, big day today, hm?” Josie asked, playing with her long, brown hair a bit.

“Wh-whut do you mean?” he replied

“The papers,” Lakshmi said, modestly readjusting the neckline of her top, as he glanced back at her, his eyes flitting first to her brown left breast, “You’d promised you’d sign them.” I think he was looking for a nipple haha.

“The divorce papers?” Josie helped.

“t-t-today?” he stammered.

“MmHm…” Josie purred, one hand drifting to pet his thin chest…

“We’re supposed to get you home…” Lakshmi began. But I really really want to pull your pants down right now.

“...get you cleaned up.” continued Josie.

Cleaned up? He fretted, shivering at the thought, “I-I…I can do that myself…”

“Okay, whatever you say…” hmph!

“...Daddy.”

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Thanks to CaptainAmbiguous for inspiration and editing