I had just gotten off work and on the way home, stopped at my favorite watering hole for a brew. I was talking to Jerry, the bartender when I spotted a guy across the bar. I got up and walked over to him, leaning over I whispered in his ear, "Hello, Dickhead."
He spun around coming off the bar stool and we immediately embraced. "Oh my God! Where have you been? What's it been, three years?"
"Three years seven months and change to be exact." I answered. "Jerry! Give my friend a beer."
"How are you? How's Amy. How are the kids?"
"We're great. How about you and Mary." He responded.
"Everybody's fine. Where have you been for the last three years?"
It had been a long time since Norm and his wife Amy dropped out of sight. I had known Norm since first grade, we became best friends. I was there when he met Amy in our senior year. I was his best man at his wedding. He and Amy introduced me to Mary. He was my best man. Norm was going to medical school back then. He had all the skills to be a great surgeon. Me, I had gone into service, got discharged and took a job at the local mill. The pay and benefits were good. Mary and I were happy, but Norm was going to be a doctor. Then they asked us out one night and he told us that the benefactor that was handling his expenses required three years service in South America. Norm and Amy left the next day and we didn't hear from them again. Here he was looking toned and tanned.
"Why didn't you write or call or something?" I asked.
Norm took my elbow and guided me to a booth in the rear of the bar. "I've got so much to tell you but not now, not here."
"Fine." I said, I was getting pissed. "Do you think you guys can come over to our house tonight and let us know what's going on?"
"Yes, that would be best. Give me your address. How about eight o'clock?"
"OK, Mary will be shits and giggles to see you guys. Eight it is." I wrote down my address and slid it across the table.
"Till then, Donnie." He said as he headed for the door.
I got home and Mary had started supper. Mary told me to wash up like she always did. She ushered me to my chair and gave me a peck on the cheek. I watched my wife of ten years as she moved about the kitchen. She is still a hell of a sexy woman, I wondered how Amy looked.
Mary is 31, 5'6", 122 lbs. Her light brown hair, parted in the middle hangs down to her shoulders. Her green eyes always seem to sparkle. I looked at her in that light blue dress that hugs her body snugly enhancing her curves. I'm thinking that under her modest blue dress her small but firm breasts are capped by small dark areolas with stiff nipples protruding from them. Her flat abdomen compliments her firm thighs that cradle the small trimmed inverted triangle that sits directly above her shaved pussy lips. I'm sitting at the dinner table with a boner.
"Guess who I ran into at the pub?"
"Donnie, I don't have the faintest idea."
"Norm."
"Norm? Amy's Norm?"
"Yes, they are coming over here around eight."
"What did he say? Where have they been? We haven't heard from them for over three years."
I could see the color coming into her cheeks. It was a combination of excitement of seeing our old dear friends and being pissed for not having heard from them for so long.
"Honey, I don't know any more than you do. I guess we'll find out when they get here."
We ate the rest of our supper in silence. I helped her with the dishes. I went upstairs and showered and changed.
Eight o'clock and the door bell rang. Mary opened the door. Norm and Amy were standing there. Mary and Amy embraced each other as Norm walked past and came to me. We shook hands and the old recognition in his eyes told me he had a story to tell. Amy and Mary had finally separated and Amy bear hugged me as Norm squeezed Mary.
It was nearly two a.m. Mary and Amy were chatting like in days of old and Norm had filled me in on their experiences in the Amazon jungle. Norm looked at his watch and said, "Amy, we better let them get to bed. I'm still bushed from our trip back."
As far as I could tell Amy and Mary were right back where they were three years ago. Although Norm's story satisfied most of my questions his eyes told me he had more to tell me.
"Why don't you guys come over tomorrow and we'll cook out." Mary invited.
"That sounds great ." Amy accepted.
I thought, good now I'll be able to get Norm alone and find out what is really going on.
The next day found us out on the deck. Beer in the tub of ice, steaks on the grill. I was feeling good. Norm might be the big shot surgeon but Mary and I had it pretty good and we loved our life.
Norm went into the bathroom. I watched Amy as she talked to Mary. Amy was always animated when she talked. Facial expressions changing every second, arms flailing as she made her point. Norm was a blonde, 6'4", about 230 I suspected. Amy was a blonde also. She was about 5'4" and 130. Twenty of those pounds were in her tits. The sun was setting and as Amy stood up it was behind her and her thin summer dress allowed me to gaze at her legs and breasts. I looked over at Norm and he was noticing too. I was stiff as a poker under my shorts.
"We're two lucky guys aren't we, Donnie?"
I came out of my trance with a start. Norm laughed. "I see you haven't change much, buddy."
"I was just admiring the scenery." I responded.
