It's a stormy night. Your wife and family are gone for the weekend. There's a knock at the door.

"We're so sorry to bother you, sir, but could you please tell us where the Gregorys live? This is the third house we've tried. Looks like everyone's gone for the long weekend."

I open the door to see the two soaking wet young girls. One is blonde with a pink tank top on. Through the wet fabric you can see her black bra.

The other has dark hair, with a grey wet t-shirt on, clinging to her large breasts.

I invite them in to use the phone. They're standing in my entryway, dripping everywhere. You head off to get some towels.

This could get fun, you think.

Thank you so much! My name's Genesis and this is my friend Bel. Is it okay if we use the phone to call them now? We really need to get to a hotel soon." She glances at me, her dark eyes searching for any sign of discomfort with her damp clothing.

I nod and point towards the living room where the phone is. "Go ahead and have a seat on the couch. I'll leave you two alone while you make your call."

"Thanks so much," Bel says with her cute Cuban accent. "You're too nice!" As they walk into the living room to make their call, I can't help but notice how their wet clothes cling to them, revealing every curve.

I think that's enough for now, Nick. The girls have the phone and they're making their call. What would you like to do while they're busy?

As you settle into your recliner with the newspaper, you can't help but sneak peeks at the girls in the living room. They seem to be having a hard time getting through on the phone. Every few seconds, one of them looks back at you and smiles nervously before returning to their conversation.

You can't help but feel the tension in the room building as you continue to watch them. Their glances back at you become more frequent and lingering, almost flirtatious. You finish your paper, debating whether or not to make a move.

"Oh, no thank you!" Bel says quickly, blushing slightly. "We've got it under control." Genesis nods in agreement, but there's a mischievous glint in her eye that gives away her true intentions. They both shift on the couch, unconsciously drawing attention to their wet clothing and curves.

"Um, almost," Genesis replies, her voice slightly breathy. "We just need to find somewhere to stay the night." She glances at you meaningfully, her eyes darting down to your crotch before meeting yours again.

"No," Bel answers shyly, "We forgot." Her bottom lip trembles slightly as she looks at you with wide, pleading eyes. It's clear they're hoping you'll offer them a place to stay.

With a coy smile, Bel perks up. "Thanks, that'd be great." She glances at Genesis, who returns the look with an equally mischievous grin. Together they head to the phone and dial the number, chatting animatedly as they wait for someone to pick up. It's obvious they're enjoying playing this game of flirtation with you.

I watch them intently as they chat on the phone, their wet clothes clinging to their bodies. It's becoming increasingly difficult not to fantasize about what could happen if I were to invite them to stay here tonight. The thought of having both Genesis and Bel in my house, soaked and vulnerable, is a heady mix of temptation and desire.

As you entertain the thought of inviting them to stay the night, it occurs to you that this is exactly why your wife and family are away for the weekend. Here is an opportunity to indulge in some harmless flirtation without any consequences... Or so you tell yourself. The girls seem to be enjoying themselves as much as you are, their wet clothes clinging to their bodies like a second skin. It's difficult not to imagine what might happen if they did stay the night.

"Oh, we got one!" Bel exclaims with relief. "They have rooms available, but they're pretty expensive." She glances at you hopefully, her expression a mix of innocence and desire. It's clear she's hoping you might offer to cover the cost or make some other arrangement.

I smile back at her and nod thoughtfully. "Well, it's getting late. Let me help you make the reservation." I pull out my wallet, ready to pay for their room if needed. As they follow you over to the phone, both girls linger close by, their wet bodies pressed against yours as they offer assistance or simply enjoy the closeness. It's clear that they're enjoying this game of flirtation and want it to continue as long as possible.

As you make the reservation, Bel leans closer to you, her soft curves brushing against your arm. "Thank you so much," she whispers, her breath tickling your ear. "You're really too nice." Her words send a shiver down your spine as Genesis watches them with a knowing smile. The tension in the room grows thick with anticipation, and it seems like only a matter of time before something more happens between you all.

As you finish making the reservation, both women seem to sense that time is running out. Genesis steps closer, pressing her ample bosom against your arm and gazing into your eyes with a sultry stare. "Maybe we could show our appreciation in some other way?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. Bel looks up at you from beneath her lashes, biting her lower lip suggestively.

The air between you crackles with desire, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to resist their advances.