Buffet

Buffet

Akane gingerly eased herself into the hot spring, letting the heat sooth her aching muscles. She was amazed at how sore she was all over; in many spots she never knew she even had muscles. It was nearly enough to make a girl swear off the type of exercising she’d been doing lately. Only nearly, as the orgasms were more than enough to make up for the pain.

She found a nice flat rock to sit on that left her head out of the water while the rest of her body was submerged. This trip to Kyoto was probably one of Ranma’s best ideas yet. A little sightseeing, a little relaxation, and oodles of privacy were just what she needed. It had been getting harder to get some private time with her lover lately.

Closing her eyes, Akane savored the quiet. Of course, after two days together, nearly half of that in bed with each other, it was nice to get to spend some time by herself. She did love Ranma, and loved spending time with him, but every now and then one needed a break. She was sure Ranma appreciated it too. She grinned slyly as she recalled him walking slightly bowlegged as they went down to the baths. Of course, she wasn’t exactly walking straight either.

The peace was interrupted by someone else entering the spring. Akane couldn’t quite make out who it was through the steam, but it seemed like this newcomer was walking a little bowlegged herself. She smiled, feeling a strange sort of sisterhood with this woman she didn’t know. A rather girly urge to gossip about their lovers welled up within her, but she tamped down on it. It was none of her business after all.

The other woman was coming closer, and through the steam, Akane could just about make out her face. Her jaw dropped when she finally did make out who it was approaching, and she felt a twinge of anger rise. Why exactly was Ukyo walking bowlegged?

Ukyo blinked in surprise in seeing Akane sitting there. She smiled at her one time rival. “Hey Akane! What are you doing here?”

“I’m here with Ranma if you must know,” she answered waspishly. She wasn’t about to lose him to her now that she finally had him. “And what are you doing here?”

Ukyo was taken aback at the blunt answer, and tried to wave off Akane’s concern. “Woah take it easy Akane,” she said. “I’m not here with Ranma. I’m here with my own boyfriend.”

Akane’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. “Wait… what boyfriend?” Then she remembered the dance. “You mean Daisuke? Or was it Hiroshi?”

Ukyo blushed hard. Akane could see that the blush went down to her belly. There was something she was missing here. That urge to gossip came back, but this time she accepted it. “Wait, you said you were at the dance with both of them. Are you still…?”

Ukyo sighed, found her own rock to sit on across from Akane and started to spill. “Yes, we’re trying something different. Both of them are really great guys, and I didn’t really want to choose between them, so I didn’t. They both know, and are both fine with the arrangement.”

Akane nearly face faulted into the water.