Friday evening
Back in the summer, I had arranged to have Kelly Cass come out to the college I work for to give a lecture to new communications students during orientation. She had cancelled, sending me Crystal Egger in her place. That turned into an interesting and fun visit. In return for setting me up with Crystal, Kelly had promised that she would have a surprise for me, asking if I would be free on Labor Day weekend. Late August rolled around, and I called Kelly to see if she was still on. She said that indeed she was, and was looking forward to seeing me. I asked her about the surprise she had promised, but she was still holding out, telling me she didn't want to spoil it. We coordinated on her arrival, and I said I'd see her Friday afternoon.
Friday afternoon arrived, and I went out to the airport to meet Kelly. She came through the gate and I was immediately turned on. After almost 25 years, she knew how to get to me. She was wearing a faded denim skirt that came about mid thigh with a thin coral colored button down top that had a lot of bounce in it. The fabric made her nipples stand out, and it was obvious she was braless under it. The top was open about four buttons, far enough that she would be showing a good portion of the sides of her tits, and maybe more if she leaned forward. She must have been driving guys crazy all the way from Atlanta. A pair of wedges completed the look, accentuating her legs. She waved and smiled from the top of the stairs, and I watched as she bounced toward me, her tits shaking under her top like a couple of bowls of Jell-O. I wondered if she had panties on beneath her skirt. Behind her, to my surprise, was Kim Cunningham. Kim was also doing her best to drive the guys crazy. She was wearing jeans and a white tank. Visible through her tank was a white bra with a floral pattern. If she took a deep breath, you could almost see her nipples showing through. She took my breath away.
I kissed Kelly, then Kim. I looked at Kelly. "I guess this is my surprise."
"You knew I had to have something good for you, right??" Kelly smiled.
I looked at Kim, her blue eyes sparkling, and took her hands in mine. "This is better than I expected," I said to Kelly, still looking into Kim's eyes. I kissed her again. Kim had also been a participant in a program I do for women in media. She has a depth of experience that is unequalled, and she has also written on that particular topic. Because of this she is in great demand as a speaker, and does not come out as much. We make up for it when we do get together, and we've shared some fun times. I was glad to see her. The idea that I would have both Kelly and Kim for the weekend was making the wheels turn already.
Kim spoke, still smiling. "I'm glad I could be such a pleasant surprise for you. I think I'm going to enjoy the weekend.'
"I know I will. You two are the hottest weather gals I know. It will be a real treat having the 'Two KC's' all weekend. Let's get our stuff together and go have dinner." We agreed that would be a good idea, and off we went. I helped the girls with their carry on bags. As Kelly leaned down to slide out the handle, I got a good look into her top, enjoying the view of her free swinging right breast, its stiff nipple poking out, inviting a squeeze. I restrained myself, knowing I'd get plenty of chances to play with both of them later. We got to the car. Kim told Kelly to ride up front with me, since she knew how I loved to see her in a skirt, and probably wanted to get started on her thighs as we rode.
"You know me all too well," I teased Kim. "Kelly wears a short skirt so well it's impossible to resist."
"Not that she wants you to," said Kim, a jab at Kelly.
"At least I'm not showing everyone my tits," said Kelly, jabbing right back at Kim and her almost transparent tank top.
"I dunno; you have enough buttons on that top open that you could fall out of it at any time," Kim returned volleyed back. "But, you know what I say-if you got 'em, show 'em!!"
"Now girls..." I broke in. "Let's decide on somewhere for dinner. There are a lot of good places we can go." We stopped the banter as we settled on a restaurant, picking one close to my home that had good food and where we could have some measure of privacy as we razzed one another.
We had a nice dinner, lots of playful chatter, and lots of catching up after a busy summer for all of us. I sat with Kelly on one side of the table, with Kim across from us. That gave me the best of both worlds: I could caress Kelly's thighs while looking at Kim's big tits in her thin white tank. I took advantage of every chance I could to rub up Kelly's leg to her crotch, slipping a finger into her panties to play in her thick curls, occasionally slipping it into her pussy, which was open from the constant attention, and quite slick. Finally, we decided it was time to head to the house. Kim excused herself to go to the ladies room.
Once Kim was away from the table, Kelly looked at me and said, "Give me a kiss." I did, a short, sweet affectionate kiss. "Give me another." I kissed Kelly deeply, our tongues entwining. Kelly responded by reaching into my lap, rubbing the front of my jeans, slowly stroking my semi hard cock to full mast. The restaurant had high backs on the booths, so we were not going to create a scene. While kissing Kelly, I slipped my hand inside her shirt, finally getting to feel the hard nipples that had been making me crazy so far. Kelly giggled as I played with them, playfully slapping my hand away. "We better stop before Kim gets back." I kissed her again, and we straightened up, though I kept playing with Kelly's thighs.
Kim returned shortly, though she seemed a bit bouncier as she came across the floor. As she got closer, I could now see her nipples plainly through her top, poking through it. She came to the end of the table, and leaned forward.
"Lose your bra??" Kelly teased.
"Oh, you mean this??" said Kim, pulling it out of her back pocket and letting it hang in front of her. "I decided that if you weren't going to wear one, neither was I." Her tits were hanging right in front of me, as I was in the outside seat on the booth. I reached over and grabbed the right one, feeling its heft in my hand, and playing with the nipple. Kim stood up, then looked at her top, her nipples and areolae now quite visible. "Well, I guess the guys in here will get a show that will keep them stoked all weekend. Time to get going??"
We agreed it was, and headed for the parking lot, every guy in the place noting my two dates and their shapely, well displayed tits. We got in my car, and headed to my home. The girls were quite proud of their little show, and kidded each other about flashing guys. We arrived at my place and I helped them get their bags in, taking them back to my bedroom. Once there, we were ready to get started. Kim started unbuttoning Kelly's top, caressing her breasts as she did so, making Kelly's nipples stand up as her shirt slid off her shoulders onto the floor. She let out a long sigh as Kim leaned forward to suck on them. Kim stood up, unbuttoned the top three buttons on her jeans, revealing just a hint of her dark pubes, then pulled her tank top off, letting her massive jugs go free.
Kelly looked at Kim; I was riveted to both of them, Kelly now down to a short mini skirt and wedges, Kim in just jeans, having kicked off her sandals when we got to the bedroom. Kelly returned the favor that Kim had just given her, first playing with Kim's hanging tits, then sucking the nipples til they were like wine corks. Kelly looked at Kim's jeans, partly undone and showing off some of her bush.
"No panties??" asked Kelly.
"No panties," said Kim, looking over at me. She knows how I find it incredibly hot to watch her take her jeans down to find just Kim in them. "I like the way it feels with nothing between me and my jeans, and it's surprisingly comfortable. It works pretty well in cutoffs too, right, Tom??" Kim gave me a knowing glance. She had worn cutoffs with no panties on several occasions when we had been together in the warmer months. It always led to blowout sex. She stepped over and kissed me. "And it turns me on to know you'll be watching me take them off, my big bush spilling out of them."
"Bet you wouldn't do that in a skirt," said Kelly, baiting Kim.
"Oh, yes I would," said Kim
"Oh, yes she would!!" I echoed.
"I've done it at work, too," said Kim
"No!!" exclaimed Kelly.
"Oh, yeah," said Kim, looking at me. I laughed.
"What's so funny?? asked Kelly, her curiosity piqued.
"You want to tell her, or should I?? I asked Kim.
"I'll tell that story," said Kim. "A few years ago, Kristin Dodd and I had this friendly contest going on to see who could get Adam Berg the most distracted. It started when Kristin wore a really short skirt one Saturday night, and Adam kept getting tongue tied. I was on ahead of Kristin, and watched as Adam saw her in the studio when she got up on the chair. He couldn't put two words together on his next segment. The next time I saw Kristin, I mentioned the situation, and asked her if she wore that skirt on purpose. She said she had not, but had also noticed the effect it was having. She said she was going to wear something like it the next weekend. I told her I bet I can distract him, too. That started it. The next time I worked with him, I also wore a really short mini. Again, Adam couldn't get a segment done without flubbing it somewhere.
"Kristin and I kept at it, giving him lots of leg. Then one Saturday, he was really bad. I found out that Kristin had flashed her panties at him right before one segment, and it wrecked him. The next time we were on together, I flashed him a really skimpy, sheer pair I have. He had to see my bush not only through them, but poking out around the top and legs. Kristin upped the ante by wearing a G string. I wore crotchless; the next week she did. The week after that, I flashed him my bare pussy. Kristin had me on that one-she showed him her bare pussy the next weekend. She has the hairiest twat I have ever seen. His eyes must have popped out of his head when he saw that.
"So who won??" asked Kelly.