Tom and Annie had been married for 15 years. She was not the typical 'tall, slender, hard bodied woman' everyone hears stories about wives. No, that would not be Annie. She is about 5 foot 4 inches of pure, soft womanhood, weighing in at about 135 pounds. Now, at age 38, she still has a pretty great body, but hard, it is not. Her legs are quite thin and lightly muscled. But the rest of her has this wonderful softness about her. Her actual skin is silky-smooth, soft, and wonderful to the touch. Her large double-D breasts sit high without sag but are soft and jiggly, bouncing around freely as she moves. When she is cold or excited, her large 3-inch pink areolas shrink to one bumpy inch rounds, pushing her hardening nipples out to half-inch rubbery light brown nubs. Her reddish blonde hair, normally kept at shoulder length, matches the thin sparse tuft of natural hair above the mound of her womanhood, sitting high above the bare puffy lips of her pussy. Her green/gray eyes smile as she speaks.
Being a free spirited woman, it was normal for her to wear bohemian styled, loose fitting clothing, whether at home or when out. Most often, her semi-sheer, lightweight clothing contain patterns, trying to conceal the fact that she wears no cumbersome underwear underneath. She shows little fear these loose fitting garments often allowing slight glimpses of the delectable naked body hidden under them.
And, that is the way she looked on the day of Mike's arrival. Her thin, loose, free-flowing gown covered her magnificent breasts and draped lightly down to her knees. The wide necked opening could be drawn tight by a thin sash but hung teasingly open, allowing the fabric to cascade softly around her cleavage. A slight pattern of pastel florals hid her body beneath them. The light dress danced over her body alluringly as she moved about.
Tom and Mike had served together in the days of the Vietnam Conflict. They were both in the Air Force and, luckily, stationed stateside. They had become best friends back then and spent much of their time drinking and partying. They had shared an apartment, and as life would have it, several women when the opportunity presented itself. After 4 years, Mike had returned home to California, and Tom took residence in Utah. Tom had told Annie many of their stories and his description of Mike. She felt she almost knew the man.
Now, 15 years later, Mike had found Tom and Annie's current address and called them about a short visit.
Mike had married after the service, but it hadn't worked out. He now works with an aerospace company and had planned a trip to a remote site. On his way, he could overnight at Tom's house, if possible, and have a nice visit too. Tom loved the idea and was excited to see his old friend.
The sound of a car pulling in the driveway woke Annie from her nap. She jumped to the window and saw a black car with California plates park. A tall, handsome man climbed out and looked at his watch. Gray streaks in his hair, and a dark tan told Annie he was Mike, her husband's friend. She took a quick peek in the mirror and then skipped into the hallway. She yelled to Tom, "Your friend, Mike, is here!"
She seemed as excited as Tom to see him. Tom had told her many tales of their life together and how they were very much like brothers. She knew how much it meant for Tom to see him again, and she thrives on Tom's happiness.
Tom greeted Mike in the front entry and hugged him tightly. He had forgotten how much taller Mike was than he. Now, he seemed bigger and stockier, too. Tom told him how much he missed him, exchanged pleasantries, and then introduced him to Annie.
"Hello," she proclaimed as she nearly leaped into Mike's arms! Tom smiled to himself, knowing Mike could feel her soft body as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her large breasts smashing against his chest.
Mike's arms automatically engulfed her waist as he hugged her in return. Looking down at her as she slowly slipped from his arms, Mike felt her nakedness under the sheer fabric and released her with a wide smile. Tom watched the fabric of her skirt ride up, almost revealing her bare ass as she slid down from his friend's arms. Tom wondered if Mike had gotten a quick peek down her wide necked blouse. A slight stirring in Tom's crotch grew at the thought, and he wondered if Mike had felt one too.
Mike was shocked when his friend's wife jumped into his arms. He felt her almost naked body crush into his, sending a torrent of heat through him. His arms naturally wrapped around her waist, and drew her close. She molded her softness against him, crushing her soft breasts against him. Her hips met high on his as he unconscientiously pulled her tightly against him. His thoughts jumped wildly of fucking this woman, right there and then. But, his mind quickly cleared, and he released his grasp around her, feeling the mound of her pussy slide down against his thickening penis. He reluctantly let her go.
Annie, too, felt the pressure between them. She hadn't really wanted to act so forward. It just happened. She intended to just welcome this handsome friend of her husband with a hug, but found herself pressing herself against his muscled body. It didn't help much that he caressed her so tightly and lifted her nearly off her feet. She melted as she felt his body against hers and, without thought, pushed her abdomen into his. She felt the bulge of his cock sliding against her mound as he slowly released her. A sudden gush of burning wetness coated the inner lips of her vagina. She could feel a hotness biting at her clitoris.
Mike finally managed, "Uh... So nice to meet you, Annie. I hope you don't mind a visitor for the night."
"Not at all! Tom has told me so much about you. I can't wait to learn more," she replied, unable to now look him squarely in the eye. "Why don't you guys go sit in the living room, and I'll get us all a drink."
Tom watched the interaction between the two and finally spoke. "How about a couple of margaritas? Does that sound good to you, Mike?"
"That sounds wonderful. It's so damned hot out there today!"
As Annie spun around and headed for the kitchen, Mike's eyes devoured her. Noticing this, Mike turned toward his wife and saw the silhouette caused by the brighter light coming through the doorway. Her breasts swung freely as the light shown through the thin material, revealing the contours of the body beneath. He knew Mike was as delighted in the sight as he was.
They both caught their breath and headed into the living room. Mike sat at the end of the sofa and Tom in a love seat. They were talking excitedly about the old days when Annie returned with drinks.
She handed Mike his margarita, then one for her husband. She remained standing and raised her glass into the air. "A toast," she exclaimed! "To old friends and new acquaintances!" Her eyes were locked with Mike's as she made the toast.
Mike stood and smiled. "I'll drink to that!" His gaze moved lower. He seemed to be looking through Annie's clothing once again. He gulped at his drink, and half was gone. A moment later he took another large drink, finishing the drink, and said, "Man! That hit the spot! I'm sorry. I was so hot and thirsty!"
Annie smiled widely. "You are going to be hard to keep up with! But, I will try," she teased. She lifted her drink back to her lips, still staring directly into Mike's eyes, and drank the remainder.
"Ha! I like this girl, "Mike cried out! "Another round?"
