I brought myself to orgasm 2 times this way, the second lasting almost twice as long as the first. As I was preparing for a third orgasm I heard something that made my blood turn cold. The front door had clearly opened, and then closed. A few seconds later, Janice came out to the back porch and told me they were home. It was dark, and she kept her distance while we spoke, so I don’t think she could see into the tub that I wasn’t wearing any bottoms, or that the bottoms that I had been wearing were stuffed between my legs with nothing but a string hanging out. She told me that the bride had gotten wasted at the wedding, so the reception was cut short. She hoped I didn’t mind that they were early and she assured me that I could hang out in the tub as long as I wanted to. I thanked her, and without thinking of anything other then being polite I told her they could join me if they wanted... (story courtesy of SLS.com)