Laurie, my very own
hot wife
of twenty-five years, and I were sitting in the den watching TV when the doorbell rang. Laurie was pretty relaxed – she had changed after she got home from work and was relaxing in a loose blouse and long shorts. (Cold outside but warm in the house – she had asked me to start a fire shortly after she got home.)
I got up to answer the door and was surprised to see Brian and a short blonde girl standing there. I invited them in and Brian introduced me again (we had met previously a few months ago) to his girlfriend, Kathy. He explained that they'd had dinner and a few drinks at one of the restaurants near Pop's. I took their coats, threw them across a chair in the living room and walked them back to the den. Brian just towered over the little blonde. It looked like her head barely came up to his chest. She had a button-up blouse on, the top three buttons undone, and a really short skirt that highlighted her very cute legs. While not really busty, Kathy has a 34B chest on top of a slim waist and flared hips.
We have a couch in the den that buts up against a love seat. Laurie was sitting at the end of the couch next to the matching smaller piece. Brian and Kathy sat down after Brian gave Laurie a quick kiss on the cheek to say hello. I poured more wine for Laurie and got a glass for Kathy. Brian drank a beer as he and I shared a skinny while we all did the small-talk thing. They have been going out for about a year and a half – no marriage plans, but she is planning on moving to the Chicago area after graduation and I think they are planning on living together.
A little more wine and everybody was losing the 'first meeting' jitters. Laurie seemed to be talking across Brian to Kathy. As Kathy relaxed with the wine, she sat further back into the cushions of the love seat. She drew a knee up slightly causing her skirt to ride high up her thigh. As I moved forward to hand the joint to Brian, I was treated to a glimpse of her white cotton panties. Way cute! When I moved back, I saw Laurie taking a peek as well. I do believe that Kathy had assumed that pose intentionally to be provocative
Laurie had taken Brian's hand in hers, just holding it loosely as they talked. Laurie asked when the graduation was, said my mother was making all of us crazy as she had three college graduations to choose from this May. Kathy asked about the other two. Brian said his '1
st
favorite' and '2
nd
favorite' cousins were also graduating. Kathy asked who they were, and Brian threw us a giant curveball.
"You remember my 1
st
fave," he said slowly, "I told you about her when I went to St. Louis a few weeks ago. Lisa...she goes to Washington University...remember?" Kathy asked if the school was close to St. Louis and if he had a chance to see her. His face got red in the way that only true redheads can. "Uhm...yeah...actually, it's in a suburb right next to St. Louis...she came in to the city for dinner and stuff."
Laurie turned to me and asked if I knew about it. I shook my head and looked at Brian. "No," I said, "she never mentioned it to me." Kathy then made the jump and said she remembered – Lisa was our daughter, wasn't she? Then moving on, she asked about the other cousin. Brian told her that Richard (my nephew) was his Uncle James's oldest son and he was finishing up at IU in Bloomington.
Kathy asked for more wine, so I refilled her glass and poured a little more for Laurie; then I lit another joint to share with Brian. After Kathy took a long pull of her wine, she took the joint out of Brian's hand and took a drag herself. Within a few minutes, her eyes started to glaze over. She looked at Laurie's hand resting on Brian's knee, then looked directly at her. "So, Laurie," her voice was a little husky, "is it true?"
Laurie smiled as she considered her reply. (She told me later she wanted to know how much Brian may have told her.) "Is what true, honey?" Laurie's voice was a little deeper than normal as well. I looked at Brian – he had an 'aw shucks' look on his face. Gotta love that kid!
Kathy was blushing now; she was adorable...short, styled blonde hair framed around a blue-eyed cheerleader's face. One more drag on the joint and 'adorable' changed to 'very sexy' right before my bloodshot, very stoned eyes.
"Well," Kathy answered, her voice dropping again, "Brian told me a pretty hot story about..." At that point, Brian interrupted his girlfriend by leaning across the padded arms of the love seat and couch and kissing Laurie directly on her lips. As they continued, and Laurie started to moan softly, Kathy looked at me with a wicked little grin. "So I guess it is true, huh?"
Smiling, I held the joint out towards her and she got up off the love seat and walked around to where I was sitting on the couch. I gave it to her and watched her take a nice, long hit. As she held it in, her breasts started to push further out against her shirt, straining the buttons. "Of course," I said, "I don't know what he told you...but I know my nephew...he may not tell the whole truth all the time, but he doesn't lie."
She exhaled and looked over at her boyfriend, actively french-kissing his aunt. Her glazed eyes returned to mine and she smiled her wicked little grin again. She took the joint out of my hand and as she brought it to her mouth, she hesitated. "Wanna shotgun, Uncle Steve?" Wow! Talk about a time warp! I hadn't heard that word – in that context – for at least twenty years. Before I could say anything, she sat down across my knee, put the joint in her mouth backwards, and leaned in to blow the smoke into my mouth.
She blew gently, the smoke jetting out from between her young, plump lips as she moved her mouth next to mine. I inhaled deeply and then took the joint out of her mouth. I moved slowly towards her, her grin wider now. I tilted her face to mine and pressed my lips to hers. Kathy held her mouth open as I exhaled the smoke back into her. Her hand moved around the back of my neck as she inhaled, holding my mouth firmly against hers; then I felt her tongue dart across my lips. I thought about this new twist for oh, say about a nano-second before I decided to kiss her back. Then I decided to bestow the benefits of my fifty-odd years on this voluptuous child...and I kissed her the way the Thai and the Chinese whores taught a thirty year-old to kiss a long time ago. She liked it. A lot.
I thought I should push the proverbial envelope a bit and slid my fingertips inside the edge of her open shirt and caressed the top of her breast; when she moaned into my mouth, I let my fingers slide under her very flimsy bra. I found her hard nipple and rolled it between my fingers. She sucked my tongue half-way down her throat!