Anniversary Gift 16

After my mom passed away, I inherited her house. Last year she got a cancer diagnosis and six months later she was gone. I had quit my job to care for her during the final few weeks, and then moved in once she was gone. Her house was much nicer than the apartment I had been living in. During the wake, I met several of the neighbors including Bridgit and Carol. They were a couple from right across the street. They'd both hugged me and offered their condolences and said not to hesitate to ask if I ever needed anything. The week of the funeral and wake were kind of a haze with everything going on. After it was all said and done, I had quite a bit of work to do with the house.

My mom wasn't exactly a hoarder, but she was a "stuff" person. When I had graduated from highscool and moved out, my mom had decided to downsize the house. She'd moved out of the four bedroom house to a three bedroom house without really getting rid of very much. So there was just stuff crammed into every inch of my new home. It was going to be an ordeal going through everything and deciding what I wanted to keep, donate, sell, or just throw away. I had ordered a small dumpster to be delivered into the driveway so I could just toss whatever I needed to without pausing the sorting. I was about to get started when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and Bridgit and Carol were standing on the porch.

Carol had a six pack in one hand and said "Hey Brad, we thought you might want some help. We saw the dumpster and thought some company might not be unwanted."

Bridgit said "But we know this can be a personal time and if you want to be alone, we totally understand."

I said "No, please, I'd love some help. I don't even know where to start. Please come in!"

Bridgit and Carol were probably mid-to-late fifties. Roughly twenty or so years older than I was. Carol was around five foot four, fit and blonde and I'd soon learn, a total smartass. Bridgit was probably five foot ten and bigger than her partner. She had wide hips, a pretty large belly, and a huge bust, and she had her brown hair up in a pony tail. Her hair was streaked with some gray and she wore thick-framed glasses. Neither wore makeup and they both had on jeans and t-shirts and looked ready to work. I was grateful for their offer.

Bridgit said "We were friends with your mom, we're so sorry for your loss."

I said "Thank you. And thanks for offering to help. I guess lets get started in the living room? I had planned on making keep, donate, and trash piles. If you see anything you want, please just ask for it, there's a good chance I don't want it."

Carol asked "Anything you want us to look out for?"

I said "um, photo albums for sure. Other than that, stuff that looks homemade. My mom was a bit of an artist. I'm going to get rid of most of the furniture. Not really my style. If you think something could be worth something, let me know and we'll see if it's worth trying to get a buck for it. Obvious trash can go right to the dumpster."

We started in the living room and quickly fell into a rhythm. Bridgit started on a large china cabinet that was full of chochskis, nicknacks, and other little statues. She asked if she could have a ceramic frog that was hiding behind a wooden clock.

I said "only if you promise to take other, larger junk too."

She laughed and said it was a deal. Carol had found several plastic tubs full of old magazines. Time, Newsweek, The Atlantic and tons more. I said to toss them and she offered to take them and recycle them. Carol walked across the street to their house and returned with a handtruck. I helped her load the tubs onto it and then she and I wheeled them to their place. She went inside to open the garage for me to store the tubs inside. Their porch had two flags next to the steps; a rainbow one and a lesbian pride one. Carol opened the overhead garage door and told me dump the tubs next to a sweet Harley-style motorcycle.

She saw my looking at it and said, "Ain't she a beaut? I ride her on nice days when she'll start. Dang thing is on its last legs. We take Bridge's car most of the time around time. You ride?"

I shook my head and said, "No, but I always liked them."

She said "I'd be happy to take you out on it some day if you want."

I said "Yeah, that'd be great!"

She nodded and said "Lets get back over there. Bridgit probably has a huge pile of junk she wants to keep."

We went back across the street and sure enough, Bridgit had several things piles up to keep. A small end table, several decorative plates, a footstool, and a throw pillow.

Carol said "Bridgit you can't take all of that!"

I laughed and said "Oh yes she can, get it out of the house."

We worked in the living room for the rest of the morning. We threw out a broken recliner and some other furniture that they didn't want and that we didn't think was worth donating. We made a pile of framed artwork to try to sell or donate. All decent pieces, but not stuff I'd like to see on my walls everyday. Bridgit had found several sketchbooks and a sculpture that my mom had made. I kept those. I ordered pizza and we had a few of the beers they'd brought with lunch.

I said "I really appreciate you all coming to help, I was dreading doing this but it's been kinda fun with your help."

Bridgit said "We're happy to! And not just because you're letting us have all that great stuff."

Carol said "What great stuff? There was great stuff in there? All I see is that pile of junk over there."

Bridgit laughed and said "Don't listen to her, it's not junk."

I laughed too and said "I'm sure my mom would be happy that you're taking it. Want to tackle the garage after we're done eating?"

They nodded and we went to the garage once we were all finished with our beers. The garage had my mom's blue hatchback on one side and cardboard boxes stacked head-high on the other side. The boxes were all marked with various holidays. Several Halloween, Thanksgiving, Easter, and close to a dozen marked Christmas.

I said "My mom loved to decorate for holidays, but I didn't know she had this much. Jeez, there's probably an Arbor Day and Flag Day box."

Carol said "I love some of the Halloween stuff your mom would put up each year. The kids in the neighborhood love trick-or-treating."

I opened the overhead garage door and said "Well I'll keep some of this holiday stuff, but most is going right in that dumpster unless you all want it."

Bridgit said "I'll want to look through the Christmas stuff!"

Carol said "We already have too much Christmas crap!"

Bridgit said "Nonsense! You can't have too much Christmas stuff!"

We worked our way through the boxes. I kept all of the tree ornaments because a lot of them had sentimental value and my mom's Christmas village. I always liked invading it with army men figures when I was little. Mom always said she hated it but I think she secretly thought it was funny too. A lot of the holiday stuff went to the donate piles but just as much went to the dumpster. Bridgit wanted my mom's nutcrackers and when we got to the Halloween boxes, Carol wanted some of those decorations. By the time we were done with the garage, it was late afternoon.

I said "I think we should call it a day. What do you say?"

Bridgit said "We should maybe do one more thing. Do you want us to do a once-over in the master bedroom?"

Confused, I asked "Why?"

Carol said "Well, we could look through and see if there's anything in there that might be embarrassing for you to find. Your mom had needs just like everyone else I'm sure."

Then I got what they were saying. I definitely didn't want to accidentally find my mom's old dildo or vibrator or amything.

I said "Oh, uh, yes. Please. I'd rather not stumble onto anything my mom would've used for that."

Carol nodded and said "Take five. We'll look for anything you might not want to think of your mom using."

We went back inside and I plopped onto the couch while they went into my mom's room. My room now I guessed. A few minutes later they came back to the living room and Bridgit was holding a plastic shopping bag that was weighted with a few items in it.

Carol said "Found a couple things. We'll toss'em for you."

I said "Thanks. I didn't even think about that. Can I buy you all dinner for helping?"

Bridgit waved a hand and said "Nah, you got lunch. We're gonna head home and get cleaned up. We'll be back tomorrow to tackle more if you want us to."

I said "Well if you all ever need help with anything, just let me know."

Carol perked up and said "Hey, actually, if you want to clean out our gutters, I wouldn't say no."

Bridgit said "Uh uh, that's your chore! I've been after you for weeks to do it!"

Carol said "He's nearly a foot taller than me! He could do it way easier than I can!"

I laughed and said "I'd be happy to. I can do it after we finish with the house."

Carol said "Deal! I've got a tall ladder you can use."

Bridgit rolled her eyes and said "Fine, but you should at least help."

I helped them carry the things they wanted to keep over to their house. I then went home, showered, and grabbed some of the leftover pizza from lunch. I was really thankful that they had volunteered to help. It kept me from getting too sad about everything. I had been able to do a lot of grieving while I had cared for mom at the end, but I still felt the loss.

The next morning Carol and Bridgit returned and we knocked out the rest of the house. They helped me take all the donations to a local thrift store and the dumpster was picked up a few days later. In the following days and then weeks, I became good friends with Carol and Bridgit. We would get together a few nights a week and watch movies or tv shows together. They taught me how to play Cribbage and I taught them to play Magic the Gathering. They invited me to Pride in June, and I invited them to Comic Con in August. Carol took me out on her motorcycle and was teaching me how to drive it on my own. Bridgit was teaching me how to crochet. I was getting pretty good. They began routinely beating me at Magic and had started coming to tournaments with me.

One Friday evening, they were at my place to watch the newest superhero movie that had just come out on Bluray when they said they had something that wanted to talk to me about.

Bridgit said "It's our 35th anniversary next week."

I said "That's great! Congratulations! Doing anything special?"

They looked at each other and Carol said "That's what we wanted to talk to you about."

I thought that they were about to ask me to pick up their mail or water their plants while they went out of town or something, but I was wrong.

Bridgit asked "Do you know what a 'gold star' lesbian is?"

I shrugged and said no.

Carol answered "It means a lesbian that hasn't ever had any sexual contact with a man. We're both gold stars."

Bridgit said "Right. Well, I've always been curious about whether I might actually be bisexual instead. And well, I, I mean we were wondering, just, well..."

Carol said "Just spit it out Bridge."

She said in quick flourish "Well okay. We were wondering if you would consider having sex with me so I could satisfy some curiosities and questions I've always had."

I was shocked and said "Um, wow, I don't know."

Bridgit said "Don't answer right away! I've always found myself attracted to certain men, and wanted to explore that, but never had anyone for that exploration. All of our male friends are gay and wouldn't be interested. Or are in relationships. And I wouldn't be comfortable with some random man we found in a bar or online or whatever. And since you're not married or attached, we thought we'd run it by you."

I said "So, I'd be your anniversary present?"

Bridgit frowned and said "Sorta, but please don't think we'd just be using you."

I said "What about you Carol?"

She said "Oh no. I'm not curious about anything. I'd just want to be in the room with y'all. I'm getting a new motorcycle for our anniversary."

I laughed and said "Damn! Bridgit if I agree, I'd give it my best, but I think Carol's getting the much better gift!"

We all laughed and Bridgit said "The gift is actually her trust in me with being with someone outside of our marriage."

I said "Oh, well when you put it like that, it makes more sense."

Bridgit said "We've been together since highschool and I've always wondered. So please just think about it. Whatever you decide, nothing will change among us. We'd still want to hang out like we have been these past several months."

They then said good night and left. I started cleaning up the few empty beer bottles and popcorn bowl and thought about what they had said. Bridgit wasn't unattractive. Sure she was about 20 years older than I was, but I like big women. Plus, I had to admit, the thought of having sex with her was intriguing. I had never been with a woman that much older that I was, and certainly never with a lesbian trying to figure out if she was actually bisexual. What if we started and she totally hated it? Would this fuck up our friendships? Or was this the ultimate friendship move? And Carol said she'd be cool with it, but what if this wound up driving a wedge between them? I hated the thought.

My dick was ready to agree. I hadn't had sex with anyone in almost a year. My labido was plenty attracted to Bridgit. She did have giant boobs after all and I was definitely a tit man. With my mom getting sick, and then moving and getting the house to my liking, I hadn't put much effort into dating or getting a girlfriend. The more I thought about it, the more I was leaning toward doing it, but I had a few questions before I agreed. We were supposed to go to the flea market in the morning so I decided to talk to them more about it with them the next day.

The following morning, I walked across the street at 9am and the three of us went to the local flea market. Bridgit drove us, with Carol in the passenger seat and I had the backseat. We had driven through a coffee place on the way and we were driving in a companionable silence.

After a few minutes I said "So, I've thought a lot about what we talked about last night and I have some questions."

Carol said "Hit us with your questions."

I said "If I agree, what exactly would you want to do, Bridgit?"

Bridgit cleared her throat and said "Uh, well. I've watched a lot of straight porn and I'm mostly interested in two main things. I want to give a blowjob, and I'd like to have someone penetrate and cum inside me. If you'd be open to that, of course. I would want you to have fun too. Not just be there for my enjoyment."

I noticed her cheeks had gotten a little red and I said "Okay, I don't have any objections to those. And how sure are you two that this wouldn't hurt your marriage?"

Carol took Bridgit's hand and said "100% We're in this for the long haul. We've had our ups and downs, but nothing could shake us. Right, Bridge?"

Bridgit nodded and said "Right. This would just be physical. I still want to go to bed with Carol every night."

I smiled and said "Okay. What happens if we do this and then you discover you're really into it?"

Bridgit shrugged and said "I don't know. I don't even know if I'll like it. If I really like it, I'd have to talk to her about it. Maybe we could work something out."

Carol gripped her hand tighter and said "We'll figure that out down the road. This may be a one and done thing if you get all of your questions answered."

I said "Carol, you said you'd want to be the room with us. Would you just be watching or what?"

She said "Yeah, no offense, but I have no interest in you or any man sexually. I may touch Bridge or myself, but that would probably be it. Would that be alright?"

I said "I've never had sex with an audience, but I think it would be fine. Although, when you see me naked, you may not be able resist y'know. What with me being the perfect male specimen and all."

We all laughed and Carol said "Yeah, right. Whatever you say, stud."

I said "I think I'm ready to say 'yes' as long as everyone is sure."

Bridgit said "Really? Good! I was worried we'd run you off with this crazy idea of mine."

Carol said "Thank you, Brad. I know we joke, but this is something really special you'd be doing for us."

I said "I'm happy to. So when do we want to do this?"

Bridgit said "Tomorrow evening? Are you free?"

I said "Tomorrow's fine."

Bridgit said "Okay, tomorrow. Jeez, I'm suddenly nervous."

Carol said "Me too."

I said "If at any point anyone is uncomfortable, just say so and we stop. Agreed?"

In unison, they said "Agreed."

Bridgit asked "Is there anything you want me to wear or something special you like? I want to look sexy for this."

Carol said "Wear that purple thing. That always gets me going. I'm sure he'll like it too."

I was curious what the 'purple thing' was but said "Wear whatever you're most comfortable in. Unless the Purple Thing is a Grimace costume. Grimace does it for me."

They died laughing and we pulled into the flea market parking lot. We looked around the junk and we all found a few things we wanted. We spent the morning together and then returned home. I mowed my lawn and did a few chores around the house for the rest of the day. I was distracted while I did them because I was looking forward to the next night.

In the morning, I showered, ate breakfast, and then turned on the NFL pregame show. My teams got killed in the early games, but they were a useful distraction to keep me from checking my watch every ten minutes. Carol and Bridgit were supposed to come over around six that evening. About ten minutes to six, there was a knock on my door. I turned off the tv and answered the door.

Carol and Bridgit were standing on the porch. Carol was wearing basketball-style shorts and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off. She was carrying a black plastic bag that had a few items inside that I couldn't see. Bridgit was wearing jean shorts and black t-shirt. She had put on makeup, which was the first time I could ever remember her doing. Not a lot, just some red lipstick and some green eyeshadow that complimented her green eyes. I invited them in and we all sat in my living room. Carol took a bottle of tequila and three shot glasses from the plastic bagand put them on the coffee table.

She said "Thought we might all want to have a shot to steady our nerves."

I grinned and nodded. She poured three shots and handed them out. We each raised our glass and then downed them. It burned all the way down, but it was pretty good. I was more of a vodka guy, but I liked tequila every now and again.

I said "Thanks. Bridgit your makeup looks nice."

She said "Thank you! I rarely wear it but I wanted to look as sexy as I could for you."

Carol said "Wait til you see what she's wearing under her clothes. If you're a titty guy, you'll love it."

I said "I definitely love boobs."

Bridgit smiled and said "I even shaved my legs. I haven't done that in years!"

I laughed and said "You didn't have to do all that just for me, but thank you for going through the trouble. Do you want to get started?"

Carol poured herself and Bridgit each another shot. She offered me one but I shook my head. They each downed another and then Bridgit stood up.

She said "Whew, okay, here goes. I hope you like this, I usually only wear it on special occasions."

Bridgit unbuttoned her jean shorts and let them drop to her ankles. Then she lifted the shirt over her head and tossed it on the table. Bridgit was wearing a light purple, cupless and crotchless teddy. I felt my eyes widen. The teddy was made of lacey material that had strips of cloth surrounding the top of each of her breasts that connected to the shoulder straps. Bridgit's tits we're absolutely huge. Easily DD or bigger. They sagged down some toward are fairly plump belly, but tits that large have to sag some. Each was very pale and a couple light blue veins, with dark pink nipples. The areolae were roughly three inches across and each nipple was rigid. They were about the size of the tip of my thumb.