Thursday afternoon already and I had just closed the side gate at Annie's when I heard faint voices. I quietly crept towards the back door and soon recognised the voices, Annie and Meg. Keeping out of sight I listened to their conversation.
"Certainly bigger than I've seen before," he heard Annie say, "so thick and it gets so hard."
"Yes I've never seen one that thick before either," he heard Meg reply.
I wasn't sure who they were talking about at first until I heard more.
"Do you think John knows he's bigger than average?" asked Annie.
"You know I don't think he does Annie, I would say he's a lot bigger than average," said Meg.
"Oh dear, I really shouldn't have started thinking about it, can't wait to play with it again now," said Annie.
"Perhaps we should change the subject," said Meg.
Feeling rather smug I thought it time to announce my arrival. Retracing my steps I opened the gate and shut it with a bang to make sure I was heard. I walked down the garden pretending I wasn't aware the ladies were there.
It was another fine day so I removed my shirt. I'd only been working for a half hour or so when I heard Annie calling and looking up, saw her waving from the back door.
"Hello John, come in and sit yourself down, it's so hot today we thought you could do with an early break and a cool drink," said Annie.
"Hello John," said Meg, "Me and Annie are doing some baking, think we might of picked the wrong day for it though, it's so hot. Anyway, how are you dear?"
"Very well thank you," I said feeling excited having the both of them here. I remembered what happened last time they were together.
Meg wore her usual thin summer dress while Annie was wearing a thin dressing gown, and by the looks of it not much more.
"Yes we get together for a baking session every now and again," said Annie.
As I watched I kept getting a glimpse of Annie's breasts as she moved around. She seemed to be making a point of making them bounce and jiggle about with what seemed unnecessary movements.
Meg was busy rolling pastry in a cloud of flour, "Oh dear," she said, "I seem to be making a bit of a mess here."
"Oh Meg, look at you, you're getting flour all over your dress," said Annie, "why don't you take it off dear, it's a warm day and I'm sure John won't mind."
"Good idea Annie," Meg replied.
She undid the zip and let her dress fall to the floor, picked it up and draped it over one of the kitchen chairs. As she continued rolling the pastry I admired her black bra and matching panties. With the sight of Annie flashing her breasts and Meg standing there in her underwear, there was a growing bulge in my pants.
"Oh dear John you're looking rather uncomfortable there, slip those clothes off and come and sit on this end of the table," Annie said as she looked down at my shorts.
