He bent over, and I returned the favor. When we were done, we jumped in the shower together for a quick rinse. When we were dry, we stood in front of the mirror, side by side, admiring ourselves.
“I had no idea this would be such an erotic experience,” I said.
“Actually, I thought it might be.”
“Why?”
“Something the twins said the other night.”
“I wonder if this will have an effect on the stalker?”
“We’ll find out in the morning,” he said. “Meanwhile, we each seem to have a problem.”
“True, but as I recall, we know how to take care of each other’s problems.”
We went to his bedroom and did a quick sixty-nine.
“When was the last time we did that?” I said afterward.
“The time we went to Atlanta on the prowl and we both struck out.”
“God, that was four years ago.”
“Just about.”
We went back to the bathroom to inspect our handiwork again. “Not bad,” he said. “I could get used to this, I think.”
“It certainly makes our dicks look bigger and more impressive.”