Steven and his wife, Jessica, pulled into the driveway around 7:30 PM. After a 9-hour drive, they had finally arrived at Jessica's parents' house. The sun had all but set and the cool fall air swept into the car as Jessica opened the door. It was the first time in several years Steven and Jessica had visited her parents. It was a further drive than Steven's parents, who were the typical destination for holidays. Jessica's parents routinely made the drive to visit their daughter and son in law so these types of trips were few and far between.
As they approached the front door of Jessica's childhood home. The door swung open. Stacy, Jessica's mother, and her husband of 28 years, Gregg, greeted them.
"Let me grab your bags!" Gregg said, as he headed to the car as Jessica embraced her mother.
Steven was always was amazed at the similarities between Jessica and her mother. Despite the age difference, Stacy and Jessica could easily be mistaken for sisters. Their naturally blonde, shoulder length hair and perky B cup breasts were nearly identical. Stacy's skin had freckles from more sun exposure over the years and her breasts drooped slightly after breastfeeding her daughters. Regardless of her imperfections, Stacy was easily a bombshell wife and had done well to maintain her figure.
"Well, come on in! Make yourselves at home!" Gregg called from the front door.
Steven and Jessica joined her family inside, as her mom passed out champagne-filled flutes to celebrate their arrival.
After taking a sip of champagne, Steven turned around when he heard footsteps creaking down the stairs. Julie made her way into the living room and gave her sister, Jessica, a big hug and kiss on the cheek. She was slightly more petite than Jessica and standing on her toes while hugging her sister emphasized her sculpted ass. Both girls grew up athletic but Julie was a gymnast through college and her body reflected it. She has abs and every muscle on her body was toned. Despite her incredible shape, Julie was endowed with D cup breasts. A facet that Jessica always made a point to say she was jealous of.
After releasing her sister, Julie made her way over to Steven.
"It's so nice to see you. It's been too long!" Julie said as she embraced Steven in hug. He felt awkward as her large breasts were pressing into his stomach. Steven couldn't help but take a deep breath of her delicious smelling hair while in the embrace. Steven released her and watched as she slipped on her shoes and left the house to help bring in bags. As she made her way out the door, Steven couldn't help but notice the lack of thong outline on her skin-tight spandex biker shorts.
He quickly regained his composure in fear Jessica would catch him staring. He knew he'd never hear the end of it if he did.
"Whose car is that?" Julie called out from the driveway.
"Oh! it must be Antoine." Stacy responded.
"Who?" Jessica asked.
"He's my personal trainer from the gym. He doesn't have any family locally so I told him he could join us for the weekend festivities. No one should have to be alone on Thanksgiving."
"Wow, well that was nice of you." responded Jessica.
At that moment a broad-shouldered black man entered the house. He wore a tight-fitting black shirt that revealed his chiseled figure, dark jeans and white sneakers.
"Thank you so much for allowing me to join y'all this weekend, Mrs. Patterson."
"Antoine, please call me Stacy. and of course! we're more than happy you joined us this weekend. It may not be home but at least it's something!" Stacy said with a beaming smile.
"This is Jessica, her husband Steven, and Julie, who I'm guessing you met outside."
