It had been a week since Inge, Lani and Tanya turned up unannounced at my bedsit. They had called up to me from the alleyway behind the shop above which I lived. I was amazed to see Inge as we had met on a student holiday over two years ago and, although we wrote to each other on a regular basis, our letters were full of teenage love rubbish! I thought our correspondence would fizzle out and I would never see her again. Instead ... well, dear reader, please keep up!
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I had gone to work and left the girls in my bedsit with Inge in charge of the spare keys. As promised, I returned at lunchtime but they were nowhere to be seen. There was, I noticed, a damp patch on the carpet of my room where, I assumed, they had used my washbowl to have a strip wash. I had used this method for washing since I moved into the bedsit ten months ago as there was no bathroom in the building. And the toilet was outside in the alleyway! Such luxury!
I couldn't help but imagine how their strip wash sessions went. They were very open with each other and with each other's bodies so the thought of it all was starting to turn me on. Earlier in the year, I had had a strip wash with Helka and that turned into an amazing session of lust, so much so that we had to wash each other again!
Although I was feeling turned on, my body wouldn't let me wank myself in full, I just ended with a lazy lob, a semi-hard-on which was no good for anyone! Hahahaha!
Well, with the girls out, I had to go back to work anyway.
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When I got home, I got a bit of a surprise. The girls were all there but so were their rucksacks!
"Going home? Or moving in?" I said to Inge.
"Er, sort of. There's been a mistake in our booking. Our hotel was only booked until today but our flight home isn't until next Wednesday!"
"OK ..." was my concerned response.
"So," Inge paused, nervously, "is it possible to stay here?"
What a quandary! Do I let these gorgeous girls sleep in my bed for a week? Or ... do I let these gorgeous girls sleep in my bed for a week?
"Well, there's not much room really," I said.
"But, we'll be out during the day and back in the evening so not much different from the time we have spent here so far ..."
"True. I'm a bit worried about space and the fact that you had a lovely room and I have nothing here, no bathroom, an outside toilet!"
Inge spoke to Lani and Tanya, in Norwegian, of course, so I couldn't really read the expressions on their faces. It was true that they had put up with the lack of facilities for at least three nights in my bedsit.
Then, Inge said, "Well, we have been here a few nights and we're OK with not having a bathroom. The thing is we don't really have enough money to get another hotel room." She started to cry.
"Hey, hey, hey. Inge, don't cry. No need, you know it'll be OK." I went to her and hugged her closely. The twins rallied round, hugging Inge as I broke away from her.
"I'm so sorry," Inge sobbed as she began to explain. "I made the bookings for the hotel and the flight home but I just mixed up the weeks! How stupid!" The girls had obviously already realised what had happened when they found they had to check out of their hotel so the twins didn't say anything except to cheer up their best friend, although they did look a little sheepish as Inge explained the problem.
"Look, I'm sure we can work things out. It has been wonderful to have you here so I haven't got a problem with you staying. It'll will be a squeeze every evening but, hey, it has been a lot of fun," I said, to a chorus of cries and laughter.
"Oh, Vee, thank you so much. You are the best!" said Inge.
I blushed as all three girls came to hug me and shared some kisses.
"So," I called out, "let's go to the pub!"
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We went to a pub in the opposite direction from the pub we went to before. It was another 1970s disco pub but this one DID have a dance licence. A few beers in and we were all having a funky boogie on the floor. The music was mostly soul-flavoured and some popular European tracks - Love in C minor was a favourite. The album version lasted seventeen minutes! And the album cover featured David Bowie's ex-wife exposing one of her tits as she struck dance poses with two other models.
All three of the girls were good dancers and they loved the music. We stopped for a moment's breather, sat at a table, and started to talk about how our living together for a week was going to work. I was also intrigued about the relationship between them, who was the dominant one of the three, especially between the twins, and what was the future.
Tanya began, "We don't see it as important at the moment. We just love each other and do things as the mood takes us."
Lani joined in, "I suppose if we met the right man, it might change. I mean, Inge seems to have found you ..." I blushed again! That was twice within a couple of hours! Inge smiled. "Maybe Tanya and I will stay together till we're old, who knows! Hahahaha!"
After another drink, back to the dance floor!
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At closing time, we made our way back to the bedsit, stopping off for a fried chicken takeaway and we bought a few cans of soft drink. We got upstairs to my room and got settled down for the night. As usual, there was music playing on my stereo and we sat and discussed how this living arrangement would work. At the end of the day, though, it had to work, if only for a week. So, we glossed over the issue as 'nothing to discuss' and, eventually, the girls all climbed into bed, spooning each other in a nice tidy line. Just as had happened on the first evening we met, I took the sofa.
We had all had a busy day. I had, of course, been to work but the girls had been trying to resolve their problem with their hotel with no success. It was a tricky issue for them to digest but, they were so tired from it all and so it wasn't long before all four of us were asleep.