My wife, Beth, had been telling me all week how she’d be giving me a blow job when we had a break over the weekend. Things had been busy and our chances to get together hadn’t been coming together for a few weeks so her prompting had me more than ready. In fact I was so horny it was nuts. So I was not at all pleased when Saturday morning came around and Beth’s friend Jill and Jill’s friend Lilly came over.
“Cool,” Beth said meeting them at the door. “Nice of you two to drop in.”
I greeted the two, smiled like a good husband and opted to find this a good time to clean the garage. Jill, Lilly and Beth vanished into the living room and for the better part of an hour I managed to ignore the lost chance to have a blow job. The garage was a mess, but not so much that I needed more than thirty minutes to clean it. That left me pushing this tool and that in place and organizing my long unused fishing gear. Finally I was thirsty and headed into the house to the kitchen.
Yes I know you are expecting me to note how I discovered them all fucking in the kitchen but no, I didn’t see a sign as I made a pot of coffee while having a glass of water. I prefer coffee but you know when you’re thirsty and can’t wait it isn’t the fastest drink around. As the water gushed into the hopper and dripped down to the pot I leaned against the kitchen sink and looked out at the yard. It would do with a mow but it had rained over night and the grass was still glistening.
“Hey Ken,” Jill said walking into the kitchen. “You making coffee?”
I couldn’t help but be amazed at her tits as I looked over. They are some of the most beautiful huge breasts I’ve ever seen on a slender woman. She smiled but shook her finger at me.
“Oh,” I said. “Yeah it should be done in a few, but if you’re in a hurry I can get you a cup now.”
“It won’t overflow?” she asked.
“Not if you’re quick.”
So, being nice I got Jill some coffee and sent her on her way. I remained in the kitchen sipping a cup and then stepped out back under the eaves and slowly enjoyed the rest. It was a good day, brisk and somewhat overcast still but the air was clean and the coffee tasted just about perfect.
My buddy Brian called my cell phone and we chatted a bit. His daughter was in college and had gotten pregnant by some guy she’d only met once. I tried not to laugh and gave my friend a few lame ideas. I’d never been there, so what was I supposed to say? He knew it too, neither of us had been through that. His daughter didn’t want to talk to her mom about it which seemed a little odd to me but since Brian’s wife was the church going type I guessed his daughter had other plans that her mom wouldn’t approve of where her dad could pop for the cost of a procedure.
“Drink later,” Brian said. “That’s not a request.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Looks like Beth is lost in girlfriend zone anyway. When do you want to meet?”
We agreed that he’d pick me up after dinner. Beth’s car was in the shop so I couldn’t see driving off and leaving her stranded.
I went back in then, grabbing a refresh on my coffee and went to find the girls. It wasn’t much of a search, they were chatting about something involving a catalog in the living room. Jill again thanked me for the coffee while Beth and Jill’s friend Lilly talked about something on one of the pages they’d marked.
“Hey babe,” I said. “Brian’s having some issues with his daughter so I said I’d go have a drink and let him spill his guts after dinner.”
“Oh,” she said looking from Lilly to Jill and then to me. “Maybe we can all come and cheer him up.”