Two weeks later, Hal's friend came to visit. Brian only lived across town, and he made time to see Hal at least a couple times a month. It was early evening when he came through the front door and walked into the living room. Brittany had already worked out that evening, and she and Hal were settled in for the evening.
Hal sat on his EZ chair in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and Brittany curled up on the end of the couch with her Nintendo Switch, wearing a pair of old sweatpants and two tank tops to keep her tits from jumping out. Hal didn't bother getting up to greet Brian as he walked into the living room. "Not bothering with knocking anymore, huh?" Hal asked.
"Nah, I figure you were probably tired of getting up to answer the door for me every time," he chuckled.
"Yep," Hal laughed and gestured back toward the kitchen. "Beer in the fridge if you want one," Brian shook his head and dragged a fold-out chair across the carpet and set it next to Hal. His long legs stretched out toward the TV and he put his hands behind his head. "More for me," Hal said, shrugging.
"Well, I figure I won't be able to stay too long. Cally is already home, and I told her I was just stopping to say hi." Brian had a short-trimmed beard and curly hair, and always seemed to be wearing heavy pants and a worn-out T-shirt. His shoes were well-kept, and despite being greasy from his work, he always kept his hands clean. He was a few inches taller than Hal, and was a little thinner, too.
Brittany stayed focused on her game and asked Hal's friend, "How's Cally doing, by the way? I feel like we never hang out anymore."
"Oh, she's doing pretty good," Brian drawled. "She's been really busy with work, and she's been taking extra time to help her grandmom out so she doesn't have to live in a home."
"Oh wow. Maybe I'll drop by and visit her sometime. It sounds like she could use some company!"
"She'd like that," Brian said, nodding. "She doesn't get to hang out with her friends much anymore." He wasn't sure Brittany would actually visit, but he knew that his girlfriend would enjoy the company if she did.
The conversation dwindled and everyone's attention turned to the TV, their game, or their phones. Hal and Brian made small talk. A few minutes later, Brittany looked across the living room at Hal, sitting in his recliner. "Hey babe?" she asked.
"What's up, Brit?" Hal looked away from the TV at Brittany.
She bashfully asked, "Will you rub my shoulders?"
They made eye contact, and Hal hesitated. "Please?" she begged. Hal almost never agreed, but Brittany still liked to try. After more hesitation, she joked, "I'll give you a BJ."
Brian perked up a bit and Hal laughed, saying, "Sorry babe, ask me tomorrow? I don't want to tonight." Brittany pouted on the couch and Hal asked, "Do you want anything else? I'll do something else if you want." Brittany laughed too, "Noo, that's okay," and went back to her game.
Brian stood up and stretched. "I think I will have that beer." He walked into the kitchen, and Hal heard him open the fridge when he said, "Do you mind which one I take?"
Hal called back, "Help yourself -- what's yours is mine, man!"
Brian looked at his options and chose the last Budweiser sitting in the door. He opened it with a bottle-opener from his keychain and dropped the cap in the trash can. When he came back in the living room, he sat down again next to Hal.
A second time, Brittany spoke up from the couch. "Hey, Babe?"
Hal gave an exaggerated, playful groan. "Yes, hon?" He asked slowly, smiling and keeping his tone light.
Brittany chuckled, "Jeez, I was just wondering where you put Mario Kart!"
"Oh!" Hal said. "I thought you were going to ask for a foot rub or something," he laughed. "I'm pretty sure I put it in one of the entertainment center drawers."
"Oh, okay." Brittany said. She stood up from the couch, leaving her Switch on the arm rest. She walked up to the TV and bent over in front of the two men to look through the first drawer in the entertainment system.
Brian couldn't help but glance at her wide hips, her full ass. Her sweatpants were old and worn enough that the fabric had thinned and conformed to her body, leaving the shape of her ass perfectly visible. Her round behind briefly mesmerized him.
Hal whistled, "Damn, I do love that ass!"
Brittany laughed bashfully. "Aw, thanks babe!"
Hal reached forward and gave it a playful slap.
"Uh!"
she moaned.
Brian couldn't look away. Hal praised, "You have like, the perfect bubble butt. Doesn't she, Brian?" She chuckled at the attention, then swayed her hips seductively in front of the two men. Hal sucked in. "Damn, babe!"
Brittany bent lower, intentionally pushing her ass out as she went back on her search for Mario Kart. Hal looked at Brian's face and gave him a mischievous grin.
Before she could finish her search, Hal grabbed Brian's hand and guided it onto Brittany's hip. Brittany
mm!
'd appreciatively when Hal pulled his friend's hand onto the blonde's full ass. Brian inhaled nervously as his friend guided his hand across Brittany's round cheek. He couldn't stop himself from giving her a gentle squeeze. The word
juicy
flashed in his mind like a Hollywood theater sign.
Hal wasn't done. He guided his friend's hand down her ass and pointed his fingers down. Her full ass filled his hand and a stupefied haze settled over Brian as his jaw dropped.
Suddenly Brittany was arching her back, pushing into Brian's hand. She murmured as Brian's hand slid down between her legs, "Mm, babe. In front of Brian...?"
Hal bit his lip, holding in a laugh as he pushed Brian's fingers against his girlfriend's pussy.
Brian's fingers pushed along a few inches of the fabric covering her sex. He felt her soft, full lips giving under the light pressure, and realized she wasn't wearing underwear under the sweatpants. The shape of her lips pushed out against the thin fabric for a second, one on either side of his middle finger. She was bent over so far that the fabric stretched, and the pale color of her skin began to peek through. He softly uttered one word as his brain completely shut down: "Oh."
Brian's jaw snapped close at that point, both from the heat of her pussy and because Brittany shot upright with a playful, "Hey now!"
But when she looked over her shoulder and realized it had been Brian's hand and not Hal's, an intense blush shot up through her cheeks.
"Hal!"
she started. But before she could rip into him, he was already laughing hysterically. Instead of launching into a full blown freak-out, she punched him on the shoulder.
"Ow!" he gasped, still laughing.
Her eyes shot to Brian, who still looked dumbfounded. Brittany's anger quickly turned back to embarrassment. Hal's laughter continued as Brittany looked back at Hal and shot a weak, "You jerk!" as she turned around and snatched Mario Kart out of the drawer she'd been shuffling through.
Brian eyes were glued to her ass as she bent over for the game, then stomped back to the couch. She plopped onto the couch (her tits bouncing generously against her chest) to see Brian still staring at her, dumbfounded. A small smile crept across her lips. Hal's laugh was contagious like that.
Hal continued to laugh in fits and starts as she shook her head. Hal recovered enough to glance back at her and say, "Sorry, babe. I couldn't help it!"
