I woke up mildly hung over and tired from last night with Sara. I decided to relax around the house most of Saturday. Melissa, a coworker, had invited me over for dinner but I was noncommittal. Her friend (another coworker) Marie was coming also. Sounded pretty boring to me. I needed to get out after an afternoon of aimless channel surfing so I decided to go. They both had been cool to me since I started working at the college as a computer guy. It was better than nothing to do.
Melissa lived in a small two level apartment not far from my house. She had made a nice home made lasagna dinner and Marie had bought some really tasty red wine to go with it. They were both much older than me in my twenties, Marie, a Latina, in her late forties and Melissa pushing sixty with short, silver and black hair. They were both big ladies. Plus size would be an understatement. The apartment was bigger than my house. The dining room was a part of the living room and there was a swinging door leading into the kitchen. The radio was set on the classic rock station, not too loud. The overhead chandelier was dimmed but not too much. Older or not, they sure knew how to laugh and joke! They made me feel like an old friend, not a coworker. We had a nice dinner and I was starting to think about what I was going to do later, a nice motorcycle ride, go to the only bar in town or go home and sleep early? They had taken some of the dishes into the kitchen and I felt bad not helping out. I grabbed plate and half empty wine glass and walked in.
Oh Shit, They were making out by the sink! I had never really thought of them sexually before. Not that they were bad looking. I froze, unsure if I should leave, make a noise or dissolve into the floor. Marie saw me and backed away giggling. Melissa looked horrified!
"Don't stop on my account!" I said. "I can go."
"Please don't go," Melissa said. "Isn't he handsome, Marie?"
"Yes, he is; young, fit and such a nice tan," she answered.
"And I love his short hair," Melissa added gesturing me to come over.
She took the plate from me and stroked the side of my head. I put my wine glass down and caressed her soft cheek. Her skin was beautiful, porcelain white, soft and smooth. Marie approached and kissed my ear. I could not help but get hard. Marie bit my ear and started rubbing my growing member on top of my shorts. I lowered my hand from Melissa's face and slowly undid the first button on her green blouse. She smiled, I undid the second and third exposing deep cleavage. I kept going until all the buttons were undone. She slid the shirt off her shoulders onto the floor. Marie slowly undid her red blouse exposing more and more olive skin cleavage. She slowly removed it and left it on the counter. She still wore a skirt, black slip and bra. Melissa moved in and engaged me in a deep, wet, kiss. I savored her moist, soft lips and tongue exploring mine.
Marie, not to be out done, got on her knees and slowly pulled down my shorts and underwear and started massaging my member and balls. I almost exploded right there! This was so quick and totally unexpected. Melissa pulled me in tight pushing her massive breasts into my chest. I reached around her back and undid her large white bra. Marie had unzipped Melissa's black skirt and pulled it down. She leaned back as I pulled her silk slip over her head and let it fall to the floor. I got two hand fulls of soft fleshy ass and massaged gently. She slowly let her bra come off in front of me exposing lily-white, watermelon, sized breasts capped by large, brown areolas and engorged nipples. They were natural and a little saggy. My tongue followed a pale blue vein across her left breast and soon found her nipple. Marie had pulled off Melissa's panties and was fingering her gently. I eased out of the kiss.
"The couch?" I asked.
