After all was said and done, I felt electrified. My body trembled and there was a thin layer of sweat coated on my body. Once Fred and George had stepped away, I sat np slowly and rested there naked, just gathering myself. This was not a position I would have expected to be in. I had enjoyed it immensely but I supposed that looking at it now,w everything had just seemed to hit home. I had had two incredible sexual encounters with attractive identical twins. Something I know many of of my friends at home could only dream off. They had completely taken control with not much more than a few convincing words. I had never done anything like this before. What did these two think of me? I could feel them, sense them really. Thy stood nearby silently.
It was kind of odd the way I was just sitting there. The twins had dressed and used magic to clean everything up. Everything but so far. Fred moved slowly to George's side. He brushed his red hair behind his ears. The man glanced at each after a little nervously. George wondered if I were having second thoughts now. If I was regretting it. As much of a slut as they treated me as during sex, as much as they shared me,neither male lost slight of the fact that I was a woman. They never lost that respect.
George was the one that stepped forward and he moved almost to my side and then crouched down with his hands on his bent knees. George was quite aware that I could take a swing at him but he took the chance. "Alright, Carmen?" He asked now watching my face. "Are you hurt?" Fred added stepping up behind his brother. I did not answer either right away. No, I wasn't hurt. Just dazed I guess. A large hand belonging to George moved to my shoulder and squeezed gently. Now I glanced at him. I met his genuinely concerned eyes. "No." I finally replied. "I'm fine." Both looked relieved. I moved to get up now and George stood quickly offering my a hand which I took. With a wave of a wand, I was clean and I dressed before meeting anyone's gaze. 'It's okay." Fred told me now. He chuckled softly. "Come on."
I realized then that they understood how I was feeling. Even if I had not said anything. I was led from the back room and we continued our tour of the shop and then Diagon Alley. This was not the last time the twins and I would be together. I still had a few days before Harry and I returned home after all. Maybe I'd be coming back more often.
