After dinner, we talked a while longer, then ambled across the walkway to make sure that the waterbed didn't overfill, and to fumble about until I excused myself to clean up the dinner dishes.After dinner, we talked a while longer, then ambled across the walkway to make sure that the waterbed didn't overfill, and to fumble about until I excused myself to clean up the dinner dishes. I didn't want to overstay my welcome, and they had plenty to do yet. Later that night, Jackie waved "goodnight" to me through the front window, and I smiled and waved back. Things seemed like they were going to be very pleasant around here! The week went slowly, and I found myself eagerly rushing home, so that I could spend some more time with these lovely ladies. That weekend, they both went out shopping, and I ended up playing baseball with friends. Then we saw little of each other for the next week, except for the morning rush out the door. I'd had to work late several nights that week to get out a project, so I came home to see their place dark. Friday night I left work early, intending to be home when Michelle and Jackie arrived, and perhaps invite them to dinner again. This time, I wanted it to be more relaxed and unhurried. As luck would have it, traffic delayed me, and I arrived home about seven, just in time to see the girls leaving with two other guys in a BMW. Something about the best laid plans of mice and men... Of the two of them, it was hard to decide which I liked better. Michelle seemed to be a bit tomboy-ish, but she also had the fuller figure. Michelle is a pretty brunette, about five seven, blue eyes, about 120, and a pair of breasts that seem to beg to be touched. She keeps her hair over her shoulders, and her lips appear to curve up at the edges, giving her a very seductive smile. Jackie is smaller, about five four, slim, and petite. A natural blonde, with small, "pert" tits that don't need a bra, blue eyes, and legs that look delicious in shorts. Both girls have behinds that are nicely shaped. Michelle is older, about 28, and Jackie is 19, which I learned when pouring the wine during our dinner together. Saturday, I had a flying lesson, and left very early. I returned about four that afternoon, noticing that the drapes across the walkway were open and the TV was on. |