The following day Carrie phoned Tom about getting together tonight after work. She reminded him that her husband was coming home on Friday night.
"Would love to go out but I am hosting my monthly poker party at my place and I can't change it now. You're welcome to come over and be our hostess. Very informal so wear what you like, the sexier the better," Tom said.
"Just how daring do you want me to be?" Carrie said in a sexy voice.
"Wear shorts and a top which shows a little cleavage," Tom laughed.
"Think about what can be done?" Carrie answered.
"Tell you what. Come over after work and you can help get the drinks set-up, go to the store and get some snacks and sodas for mixing and help clean-up a little bit," Tom dictated.
"Will be there around 5 pm," Carrie said, will leave work an hour early and go home and change my clothes. What is the address?"
Tom gave her the address and basic directions on how to get there hung up the phone and went back to work. He did some darkroom work, black and white 4x5 printing, and some film developing. He stopped around 3 pm and went home to clean the chemical smell off him and change into his casual shorts, t-shirt, and thongs. He prepared the shopping list for Carrie and set it on the table with his credit card.
Carrie arrived early, dressed in a v-neck top, shorts, and sandals looking stunning with the cleavage of her breasts on display. The cleavage display made Tom want to fuck her right now but there was no time for that. Maybe later he thought.
Carrie came back in less than an hour with everything necessary for the card game; chips, snacks, booze, and mixers consisting of Coke, Sprite, and soda water. She also had a problem.
"My bra broke," Carrie said, "Bought a 40D size and it was too small for me. It was good because it pushed up my cleavage but need a little help with it now. Don't dare go braless or your buddies will see too much of my breasts."
Carrie pulled the top over her head and revealed a bunch upped bra with it only covering maybe ½ of her breasts. The strap on the left side was broken revealing part of her beautiful breast.
Carrie said, "Need a safety pin?"
"Got one," said Tom, "Will go and get it for you."
Tom went into the bathroom, took a safety pin off an elastic wrap and came back with it. He was tempted to do it himself but decided not to distract himself. Better let her do it. He'd have the bra off, his mouth on her breasts and pretty soon his cock would be between her cantaloupe size titties.
Carrie did the repair on the strap, put her top back on, and adjusted the shirt. The bra pushed her breasts up showing lots of flesh and covering not a lot of her boobs. Very hot looking.
"This will get me through the night," Carrie said. "Quite a show for your buddies. Good friends?"
"The best. We share and share alike," Tom said with authority
The next hour was spent getting everything together for the card game. Brian, Jim, and Mike all arrived within 10 minutes of each other and all on time. Each one of them looked Carrie over closely wondering where she came from, what was Tom holding back on them, and if she was going to be a hostess how much fun was this going to be.
Tom pulled out the kitchen table so Brian had room to get in. Mike, Tom, and Jim took their places and began to play while Carrie took the orders for the drinks and they began to play poker. Carrie brought the drinks from the kitchen and as she set the drinks down made sure that everyone got a free show of her gorgeous breasts. Her well-shaped ass looked pretty darn good too.
A little while went by and everyone was ready for the second round of drinks. Carrie got up from the couch and went into the kitchen to make more drinks. As she headed there she motioned for Tom to follow her.
"Did you mean to share and share alike?" Carrie asked.
"We're all good buddies," Tom said. "We share everything."
Carrie went about fixing the drinks for everyone including another drink for herself while Tom went back to the card game. Carrie decided that the small bra was too confining and decided to go without a bra. Her breasts would jiggle and show when she bent over but she didn't care, let them have a free show. She wasn't going to be married anymore and the drinks had loosened up her inhibitions. She brought the drinks out and made sure to bend over and show the guys what she had.
"Nice tits," said Mike.
"Good rack," commented Brian.
"I know how nice they are," said Tom, "Right Carrie?"
Carrie shook her tits and jiggled them for the guys, getting another reaction from the guys.
"Show us more Carrie," said Jim.
Carrie lifted her top and rested it on the top of her breasts giving all a free look. She felt naughty and slutty. Her breasts were beautiful. Cantaloupe size, cranberry-colored areolas, firm, shapely, and alabaster white. Her blue veins were prominent in the white flesh. They had a little sag but what 36DDD's didn't. On a scale of 1-10, they were a 10, in a word, perfect. Carrie put her top-down and went back to the kitchen. Tom followed her.
"I wanted to show off to your friends," Carrie replied sexily. "You said share and share alike."
Carrie took her top off and shook her breasts so they touched each other.
"Want to bite me?" Carrie purred.
Tom leaned over, cupped her right breast and bit down hard on the nipple which became harder and more erect, pencil eraser size. He squeezed and kneaded the flesh making Carrie moan. Tom did the same thing to the other breast and in moments the nipple was just as big as the right titty. Tom's fingers made marks on the breast flesh he was pressing them so hard. He pushed them together making the cleavage tight and the nipples close together so the licking of them went quickly.
"Fuck my titties, fuck em," Carrie said with urgency.
Carrie got on her knees and pulled his shorts and briefs off. At the same time, Jim came into the kitchen to see what Tom was doing.
"What are you two doing?" Jim asked.