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Note: If you haven't already, read the previous Kayleen's Apartment stories, which are prequels to this one.
It had been a little while since the last time I'd been able to hook up with either Kayleen or Sara, so I was looking forward to seeing them at the party for their dad, my friend Dave, although I wasn't planning to do any more than look. It was the end of July, so the party was late in the day in the backyard at Dave's house and everyone was dressed for the warm weather. It looked like all of the ladies in the family were thinking the same thing because they all decided to wear sundresses. My wife and I saw Patti, Dave's wife, first when we arrived and her sundress, though short, had sleeves and didn't show off her ample cleavage. It was easy to see where Kayleen, Sara and their youngest sister Autumn got their good looks, though none of them was stacked like Patti. I wandered a little further into the backyard looking for Dave while my wife chatted with Patti, but I ran into Kayleen first.
"I can feel your cock," Kayleen whispered in my ear as we hugged, "I hope you're planning to let me feel it from the inside later tonight."
"I don't know if that's a good idea," I replied, separating from her, "I think it's too risky."
"Oh, I don't know," she continued in a low voice, "I'll bet you could fuck both me and Sara and no one would even suspect."
"At the same time?" I asked, wondering about it not for the first time.
"Ick, no," she replied, "but you've never had us both in the same day, have you? Think about it for a while and I'll bet you'll be onboard."
She walked away and I had to remember not to stare, not because I was afraid somebody might become suspicious, but because somebody would more likely assume I was a pervert due to the age difference. The sundress she was wearing was short like her mom's but had shoulder straps, so she was exposing more skin. That made me consider her proposition, but I never expected anything to come of it in the middle of a party with her parents and my wife there. I moved on and finally found Dave, wished him a happy birthday and talked with him for a bit. I saw Sara moving through the yard as I was talking to Dave, but it wasn't until later that I had a chance to say hello to her. She was wearing a strapless sundress and I tried not to contemplate what I would see if I just kept pulling down on the hem of it and let it slide down her long, lithe body.