"Come on Pete, we're going to be late!" my girlfriend, Cheryl of 5 months shouted up the stairs.
"Sorry, just trying to find my charger!" I shouted back. "Found it!" I grabbed my charger, shot down the stairs and loaded our bags into my car.
Cheryl and I were on a road trip and I was finally going to meet her parents. They lived about 3 hours outside of town in a farmhouse, or as Cheryl referred to it as a barn. She could be quite mean about her family sometimes and never spoke much about them, which I thought was strange. Other than that, Cheryl was a good person and I had a great relationship with her...or so I thought.
Still, I was happy to take a long weekend to the country and hopefully her folks were pleasant. At 25 years old, I was mature for my age and wanted to make a good impression on them. Cheryl was 2 years younger.
"So, tell me a bit more about your family?" I asked while packing the last of the bags into the car.
"Hmmf, not much to tell." She snorted.
It was strange that Cheryl was being so grumpy, ever since she said we were going up to meet them. I didn't know why, but I played it off knowing that parents can be incredibly difficult especially when staying under their roof.
"Well there must be something good about them or something to know, I mean what must I talk to them about? Surely, they have hobbies or interests?"
"Um...look, it's my dad, my mom and my sister." She said aggressively. "My sister is 2 years older than me; she is also coming to visit from out of town and my parents are normal. Now I'm tired, I'm going to nap so don't wake me up! And drive properly!" she said rather aggressively as I got into the car and started the ignition. I pulled out of the driveway.
Wow, I thought. Touchy subject. Well anyway, I didn't want any drama so I didn't push it further. Luckily, I had packed a few chocolates for the journey so I planned to sneakily eat a few while she napped. Cheryl didn't approve of junk food.
Driving on the highway was always a great feeling. Freedom, your own music, junk food and fresh air. Unfortunately, I had none of those when she awoke. Cheryl sniggered at my choice of music, and often skipped songs, insisted on running the air conditioner the whole way and was a health freak, so stopping for burgers along the way was out of the question. I was offered a fruit roll up thing. YUCK!
The drive was relatively uneventful and luckily Cheryl stayed asleep for a lot of the journey. The GPS directed me to their home and I stopped outside the gate. I rang the buzzer and shortly after a man answered and let us in. I drove down the small gravel road. This place was far from a barn! It was a huge, beautiful farm house, with green grassy hills, herb garden, a large pool and what looked like a modern type farmhouse. Cheryl awoke as I drove down the gravel path.
"We're here," I said chirpily.
"Sigh. Yep!" she replied.
I decided to ignore her weird behaviour as I had to focus on meeting her family for the first time. My heart was thumping and I was nervous. Her parents cheerfully walked towards us and her dad directed me to park behind his car. Somehow seeing their friendly, smiling faces made me feel a bit more at ease.
I parked the car easily and we opened our doors.
"Hi mom and dad." said Cheryl unenthusiastically.
"Hi Darling!" said her mom.
"Hey Munchkin!" said her dad.
They embraced each other and I stuck out my hand to her dad. "Hello, I'm Peter!" I said more confidently than I thought.
"Hi Pete, Marvin! Nice to meet you!" He stuck out his hand too and shook firmly.
"Long drive?" he asked.
"No not too bad, thanks. I had your daughter for great company." I lied.
He politely laughed. I turned my attention to her mom. I stuck out my hand.
"Don't be ridiculous!" she said smiling. "Come in for a hug! I'm Chelsey."
I wasn't expecting a hug on the first meeting. While Cheryl was tall and thin, her mom was much shorter. As she hugged me, I felt two giant breasts press against my chest. My heart skipped a few beats as I felt the warm softness of her bust envelop me. I just thought she was overweight!
"Hi...Chelsey, I'm...I'm, sorry... I'm Peter." I finally blurted out.
Chelsey smiled at me and said; "Come on in then, Marvin will help you with the bags."
She led her daughter in and Marvin and I carried the bags. "What's in these bags, bricks?" joked Marvin.
"Haha, yeah probably!" I nervously replied. I was still stunned by the enormity of Chelsey's breasts. Cheryl had much smaller breasts. Beautiful C cups, but I had never seen, nor felt such humongous breasts in my life, anywhere.
Marvin helped me bring the bags to Cheryl's old room. On the way we passed a cozy lounge filled with large comfortable couches and a big TV. The house was bright, sunny and clean. We arrived in the room and Cheryl was smoking on the patio of her room.
"You still haven't quit?" Marvin asked his daughter.
"No Dad, I told you, I have a stressful job!" she said defensively.
"Well, you're not working now, are you"? Marvin replied.
At that comment, Cheryl gave a look that sent chills up both our spines and he dropped the topic.
"I'll leave you to it, Pete!" he said as he gave me a supportive smile and left.
"I'm going outside to smoke." Said Cheryl and left to do so.
I unpacked the bags into the spacious cupboards, sat on the bed and had a look around the room. I decided to take a shower and freshen up.
While I was busy showering, I heard a knock on the bathroom door.
"Uh...I'm in here." I said.
"Sorry, it's Chelsey, just making sure you have enough towels?"
Shit, I thought, I forgot to take a towel and there wasn't one hanging up in the bathroom.
"I forgot to take a towel!" I said through the closed door.
"I know!" chuckled Chelsey. "I left them on the bed but you must not have seen them? I can come in and leave them on the bath if you'd like? Then you won't have to drip water in your room?"
What the hell? I was busy showering and I was behind a clear glass pane. She would have seen me, I thought.
"That's ok Chelsey, you...you can leave them just outside the door." I responded.
"Are you sure? I won't peek!"
"Yes absolutely, thanks!"
I continued showering thinking how strange of her, my girlfriend's mom, perhaps my future mother-in-law wanting to bring me towels while I was in the shower. I finished up my shower, opened the door, took a towel and dried myself. Cheryl still wasn't back and that was strange. I took a walk on the balcony in my towel and eventually spotted her by herself at the bottom of the garden on her phone and still smoking.
"Nice abs!" I heard a voice and looked to my right. It was Chelsey on her balcony, having a glass of wine. She was wearing an abnormally small dress that displayed over a foot of cleavage. I almost tripped over myself it was so revealing. She crossed her smooth shapely legs, took a sip of wine and smiled at me. Her breasts sat huge, and heavy in her lap. I noticed they were wider than her slim, but thick body.
"Th...thanks!" I stuttered.
"Cheryl's a lucky girl!"
