legs, and hair so blonde as to be almost white or gray – she looked like a young, buxom Elke Sommers.
A couple of hours later, as promised, I went over to visit Lucy and Roby, and get my introduction to Sandra. After Lucy had let me in (telling me that Robyn and Sandra were in the bedroom, catching up on gossip), she called them out so that Sandra could meet me.
As she came out, I could see that I was right about her height – she was only a couple inches shorter than I was, with an incredibly clear and smooth complexion, and somewhat larger breasts than Robyn had – while Robyn's were roughly orange-sized, Sandra's were more grapefruit-ish. I could also see that she'd gotten a good start on a tan, having a nice, light-brown tone to her skin, that contrasted very well with her brilliant blue-gray eyes. She was wearing a sleeveless blouse of some lightweight material, so that it was (with a little of the right lighting) possible to see that she wasn't wearing a bra, and a pair of loose `hiking' shorts that barely came down past her crotch. With the introductions done, she and Robyn obviously wanted to go back into the bedroom and chatter some more, so Lucy told them they could leave us if they wanted – she wanted to talk to me, anyway. Both girls looked both relieved and interested at that, but quickly left me along with Lucy.
Lucy gestured that she wanted me to go ahead and sit down on the couch, and when I did, she sat next to me, and leaned over, pulling my arm around her so that my hand could cup her breast as she sat there. Once we were arranged, she started talking to me in a soft, quiet voice (so the kids wouldn't overhear us), telling me how much she enjoyed `watching the movie' with me the other night, and how she wished that she could come over and stay with me at night, so that she wouldn't feel so alone in her bed again – that she'd forgotten what it felt like to have someone close to her like that, and that I'd reawakened feelings of desire that she'd kept hidden away for a long time.
I told her that*I* didn't have any problem with the idea of her coming over and spending the night with me, or if she preferred, I could come over and stay with her. She smiled at that, and said that she wished it were possible, but that she didn't think that it would be appropriate to do – particularly with Sandra there with them. I responded by pointing out that Sandra wouldn't be there forever, and that it wasn't a one-time offer: we could spend nights together when and if she felt comfortable with it, no strings attached. I followed up by telling her that if she wanted to come over to my place, all she had to do was to show up at the door; if she wanted me to come over and stay with her, she had only to say so. She nodded at that, and we just stayed there like that for several more minutes, with me holding her breast in my hand and softly pulling on the nipple with my fingers.
Our reverie was interrupted by the appearance of Sandra and Robyn, coming in to ask if I was going to be staying for supper. Lucy laughed, and said that I could if I wanted – they were just going to have hot dogs and chips for supper, since she wasn't up for making anything more complex.
I laughed, and said that it sounded fine, to me, and said that I'd go back over to my place and grab a few beers.
As I was talking, I could see Sandra looking at me in a very appraising way – I figured that Robyn had already told her what the two of us had gotten involved in, and what we'd done. Lucy said that sounded good to her, and after a little wheedling and pleading from Robyn and Sandra, agreed that they could have a beer, too, if I was willing to provide it. I feigned doubt at the idea, just to see what the two girls would do – and was pleasantly surprised when they each grabbed an arm and started rubbing their bodies against me (making sure I could feel their breasts on my arms) as they pleaded, in an effort to coax me into agreement.
When I finally agreed, they cheered, and ran back into the bedroom again while Lucy just looked at me and laughed. I just shook my head, smiled at her, and went back to my apartment long enough to collect a 6-pack of beer – I figured a couple each for me and Lucy, and one each for Robyn and Sandra.
By the time I got back, Lucy had started the hotdogs, and gratefully accepted a beer from me – we each toasted the other before opening the bottles. As the hotdogs were cooking, Lucy and I chatted a little about our respective work – comparing the types of bosses we'd had, complaining about office politics, and so on. By the time the hotdogs were ready, we'd each finished our beer, so were ready for another when Lucy called the girls in for supper. Rather than try to be `formal' by eating hotdogs at a dinner table, we decided that it would be more appropriate to just pile it all on paper plates and eat in the living room. Lucy gestured me toward one chair while she took another next to it, so that we shared a small table to hold our beer, while the girls sat on the couch facing us.
As we were eating and chatting, I could see that Robyn was getting something of an impish expression on her face, and noticed that she started `flashing' her crotch at me, and moving so that her shirt pulled tight against her breasts between the times she leaned over and whispered in Sandra's ear (and making Sandra either giggle or gasp in surprise each time). Before long, Sandra was starting to follow Robyn's lead – she'd changed from sitting with her feet on the floor to sitting cross-legged on the couch, facing me more than Lucy, so that her crotch was plainly visible from where I sat – and revealing a pair of pale blue panties in the process.
As she drank more and more of her beer, she got more and more bold, too – letting the condensation on the beer bottle drip onto her blouse, making it nearly transparent so as to reveal her nipples (and the coldness of it making them erect). It wasn't long before Lucy noticed what had happened to Sandra's blouse, and when she looked at me, I simply took a swallow of my beer and gestured with the bottle, indicating that I thought perhaps it was the beer having its effect on Sandra. She smiled a little at that, but it was clear that she wasn't particularly impressed with Sandra's actions.
When we'd finished eating, Lucy told Sandra and Robyn to dispose of the trash, and told them they could go to the pool when they asked for permission. When they'd gone back into the bedroom, Lucy asked me what I thought was going on with Sandra. I told her I just figured that it was a slightly-drunk 15-year old girl trying to vamp an older man to see what kind of effect she could have. Lucy said that she didn't think she liked that idea, and I told her that I doubted that there existed any mid-teen girl who hadn't done
About that time, Robyn and Sandra came out from the bedroom in their swimsuits – Robyn in the bikini I'd seen her in before, and Sandra in what had to be the sexiest swimsuit I'd ever had the pleasure of seeing – and doing a damn fine job of filling it out in the appropriate places: it tied behind her neck, came down the front to cover her breasts before continuing down between her legs and up over her buttocks, tying again in the front around her waist. I don't know what material it was made of, but it seemed to become a part of her skin, the way it followed her delicious curves. It was also apparent that this was her normal swimsuit – there weren't any tan lines visible on her*anywhere* (and I did look for them –
When they'd left, Lucy looked at me, and all I could do was shake my head, and make 'tsk, tsk, tsk… ' sounds.
When she asked me what the problem was, I told her 'I really don't remember the girls looking like that when I was that age either they've made improvements in girls since then, or I was too stupid to notice!' – which made Lucy laugh, and say that she figured the girls had improved.
She followed that up by saying that it seemed we were all alone – could I think of anything for us to do to pass the time? I got a solemn look on my face, and said that I really couldn't think of anything right off hand – perhaps she had something in mind? With that, she pulled off her blouse, and said 'Well, does this give you any ideas?' I kept the solemn look on my face, and said 'Well, not really – perhaps if you were to come over here and let me have a closer look at the problem, I could figure something out?' She laughed (making for a nice jiggling motion on her chest), and came over to the chair I was sitting in, placing herself in my lap, facing me.
With those marvelous breasts so close, I couldn't keep my face straight any more, and started laughing out loud – and Lucy quickly joined me; at least, until I leaned forward a bit and started sucking on her nipples as I squeezed her breasts and caressed her sides. The combined sensations of her crotch rubbing against my penis and playing with those delightful tits of hers soon had me nearly fully erect which seemed to stimulate Lucy even more. Before long, she was moaning into the top of my head as I softly sucked and bit first one nipple, then the other.
After a couple of minutes of that, she pulled back from me, and started unbuttoning my shirt; and when she'd gotten it off, stood up in front of me, and pulled me to my feet. When I was standing, she quickly took off her own pants and panties, and then squatted down to take my nearly erect cock into her mouth while using one hand to caress and hold my balls while the other squeezed my buttocks. In only a few moments, she had me fully erect, and my penis thoroughly coated with her saliva; then she stood up again, and gently pushed me back into the chair
