I was sitting on my couch a couple of days after losing the bet with Sarah and Kim. I was still amazed at how great the sex was that night with them. I had never looked at big girls before but had always wanted to be with an older lady. Sarah was fourteen years older than me and Kim was thirteen years older. As I was sitting there thinking that the phone rang.
Not to my surprise it was Kim. She small talked a little and then told me to make sure that I had nothing to do the next Saturday. I said ok and asked her why. She just laughed and reminded me about the bet. I laughed and asked her what they had in mind. She just told me wear a black tank top and khaki shorts and they would take care of the rest. The week flew by and before I knew it Saturday was here.
I had just put on my tank top and shorts when the doorbell rang. I let Sarah and Kim in. They approved of my clothes and handed me a small tote bag and told me to hold it but not to open it. We left in Kim's car and begin to drive out of the city. After about a ten minute drive down a country road we pulled into a long driveway in the middle of nowhere.
We pulled up to a nice house at the end of the driveway. A lady that looked about the same age and size as Sarah and Kim came out. Her name was Shelby. I was then informed that I would be their waiter for the day. I had to serve Sarah, Kim, Shelby, and their other friend Lacey. Lacey was the oldest and the smallest of the group. She was chunky but just not as big as the other girls. They all went out to the deck as I got them some drinks. As I took them out I overheard Shelby talking about a fundraiser that she was in charge of the day before. I figured that is where the dunk tank in the corner of their yard was from. As I took out a sandwich tray Sarah told me to remove my shirt. So I did. The next time out Kim told me to go put the red thing from the bag on.