Names changed for anonymity.
Ken's wife had gone to her sisters with the kids for a long weekend in the school holidays to keep everyone out of the way while Ken demolished an internal wall. They let their friends know of these plans when during a bbq at their house their friends proposed a return bbq for the date in question. Ken's wife jokingly suggested that her friend's bbq should still go ahead otherwise Ken probably wouldn't have anything to eat. So Tom and Jane, who lived close by, invited Ken to their bbq along with his friend Col who planned to help with the wall.
Ken and Col got through the wall in quick time, possibly spurred on by knowing they would soon be seeing Jane on a hot summer's afternoon. Col was 39 like Ken and both carried some extra weight although Col more than Ken. He was single but had had his share of girlfriends despite not having good looks, and sometimes looked a bit creepy in his black rimmed spectacles. The two guys often spoke about Jane when they were alone, following a bbq a few years ago when Col first met her.
Tom and Jane also had 2 kids although they were a little younger than Ken's. Tom was a year older than Ken and Col, while Jane was 35 the same age as Ken's wife. Unlike his wife though who was very overweight, flat-chested, not particularly good looking, and often difficult to engage in conversation except when she and Jane were alone, Jane was quite good looking, with a delightful cherubic face, hair short at the back and a little longer at the sides and kind of curling under to frame her pretty face as seems to be the fashion just now, a nice shapely figure despite being not much over 5 feet tall, shapely legs with a bit of lady muscle on her calves and quads, a great pair of tits that Col and Ken estimated must be a 38d, usually with a good helping of cleavage always on display, and a great friendly personality to boot.
The guys showered, separately, and in shorts and summer vests and casual footwear made their way to Tom and Jane's for the late afternoon bbq. Tom was just starting the bbq when they got there and also dressed in shorts and vest, their two kids were running around and then Jane came out of the kitchen to say hi. At first it looked as though she had shorts on too but it soon became clear that she had a short skirt on, shorter than Ken had seen her wear a skirt before, he estimated that it was probably as high as halfway between her knees and pussy. She also had a white vest on that not only showed cleavage but clearly didn't have a bra underneath it.
Jane had realised she was showing more than usual but had received Tom's approval on how she looked and decided that as it was her home she would wear what she felt comfortable in on such a warm day. She also realised that Ken and Col might throw some glances her way, being the only woman there, and had secretly admitted to herself that she would be flattered by approving looks.
Comments were made about how hot and sunny it was, and then Col and Ken told them about their demolition experience, making sure they got a good look at Jane whenever they could.
As the day went on, Ken, Col and Tom got through a lot of Buds with Jane having an occasional glass of white wine, sometimes with a splash of lemonade. They all sat in the conservatory talking and drinking after Jane had cleared away kitchenware and the guys had helped Tom clear up the bbq. As the evening got a little cooler they all went inside, Jane asking if anyone minded her switching on a 3rd world documentary she wanted to watch. They took their drinks indoors and Tom and Col sat on the three-seater sofa so Ken sat on the end of the two-seater one, Jane eventually sitting at the other end after taking the kids up to bed. Her feet and legs under her as she sat, causing her shapely legs to look even more attractive.
"If you two were gentlemen you'd let me rest my legs on that sofa, I've been on my feet all day," she said to Tom and Col.
"It would be a bit squashed with us three on that sofa," Tom replied, obviously used to sitting in his current position.
"You can put your feet across me if you like," Ken bravely offered.
"Thank you, at least there's one gentleman in the house," Jane surprised Ken by taking up his offer.
Now, Ken had fancied the pants off Jane for years but never had any physical contact with her other than kisses on the cheek at dinner evenings or special occasions.
With his drink in his left hand he placed his right hand on her shin just below the knee. No objections were received by anyone. Jane appreciated the chance to stretch out her legs, feeling as though she'd been running around as servant to the three guys and her kids all afternoon, and she also quite liked the feel of a hand on her leg, especially as it didn't seem to bother her husband sat nearby. And why should it, she thought, after all they had been friends with Ken and his wife for many years now and were good friends.
After a short while Ken began gently moving his fingers in a massaging way and again no objections were received. The room layout, using a clock to explain, was such that Jane and Ken were facing into the room with the TV at the far end at 11o'clock, Tom and Col at right angles to them as at 2 o'clock. Tom and Col had the TV at 2 o'clock from them, and Jane and Ken at their 9 o'clock, so any looking towards Jane and Ken was signified by head movement that way.
Ken gave Jane's knee a tickle to which she responded with a little flex of the knee like trying to displace a fly, and gave Ken a little smile too. Ken then rested his hand on her knee with his fingers gently massaging again, stopping whenever the guys looked their way but not moving away from Jane's knee. As the programme became interesting, and fewer glances came their way Ken let his hand slowly move up Jane's leg in gradual stages, none of which brought an objection or reaction. His wrist was now in contact with the material of Jane's skirt and his fingers on the inside of her left leg about halfway up her leg from her knee. Jane told herself that Ken shouldn't be doing this but she felt a little excitement as his fingers touched her, and she decided she wouldn't put a halt to this just yet. Perhaps without the wine she wouldn't have even put her legs across him, and perhaps without their beers Tom would have made a remark or Ken may even not had done what he'd done.
Everyone still had their eyes on the TV so Ken looked at Jane and eased her skirt higher with his wrist as his fingers stroked further up her leg. Jane smiled at him but quickly placed her hand onto her skirt and against his hand to stop him where he was, without pushing further away though. A little game followed where Ken would stay where he was until her hand relaxed then he would try moving further up, each time her hand firmly stopping him yet not pushing him away, resulting in him gradually getting further up her leg and indeed her skirt was rising too. As Tom moved to look their way and make a comment on the programme Ken quickly moved his hand back to her knee but moved it back into place as soon as he looked away again. Except he actually moved it higher still. Jane was smiling as she faced the TV, partly because of the tickling feeling and partly because of the silly game that was being played. Jane placed her hand on her skirt to block Ken, but he estimated that his hand must have only been about half an inch from her panties now. In fact he could now see a small glimpse of them, pale yellow with some sort of pattern on them. This continued a while, Ken moving down when anyone moved their head, and then sliding back up with Jane blocking him.
There was a break in the programme and Tom said "right, what are we doing folks, watching the rest or going to bed?."
"I don't mind either way I'm shattered and drunk, so falling asleep whatever," Col replied honestly, referring to his physical exertions earlier in the day.
The three guys were certainly drunk and Jane was a little drunk too although hadn't consumed as much as the guys.
"Aaww I want to watch this," Jane complained.
"I'm enjoying it too," Ken replied. Probably only Jane knowing what he was really enjoying.
