Sarah’s legs were draped over Tom’s long limbs she was enjoying the change of routine and the freedom of being in the company of people with whom she could be herself. Tom leaned forward and passed Sarah her glass and he took a sip of his drink.
“That is good, and is just what we needed to get this party underway,” he said admiring the bubbles as they rose.
Jane slid down the arm to the cushion and took her place on Tom’s right. Sarah was on his left. Six limbs stretched out
“A little overdressed there Tom” said Jane nodding to his jeans and their own semi covered legs.
“Come on – get them off” Jane said as she pulled at his trouser waistband.
“Get with the programme Tom,” teased Sarah who joined in and poked him in the side.
“Give me a chance.” He downed his glass and raised himself from the sofa, “I will get a top-up for us all too.”
Tom made for the fridge and retrieved the chilling bottle. He thought about a clothes change and realised he did not own sleepwear.
Returning to the room he proceeded to top up the glasses. Standing there he said, “I don’t own pyjamas.” He shrugged.
“Get them off!” came the reply in unison, both women laughing at the coincidence.
“Well, ok so” Tom said removing his jeans, his pristine white tight boxers revealed.
Jane let out a wolf whistle, wanting to convince anyone listening that this was her first glimpse of Tom.
Tom’s flaccid cock lay to the right, the obvious endowment clear. Jane was enjoying her drink and view. Tom retook his place on the sofa. Sarah replaced her legs over Tom’s.
“I think it’s nearly time for more dancing,” Jane said, “I never got a spin” she squeezed Tom’s thigh.
“Just give me a minute to catch my breath” Tom said reclining. “By the way are you identical?” He said looking at the women in turn while grinning.
“Is that a boob related question Tom?” said Sarah with a scolding tone in her voice, “are you being fresh?”
“Tom is just curious Sarah. I can’t speak for Sarah but mine are a generous D cup,” Jane said not wanting Tom to be scolded. Here, let there be no doubt” Jane slowly pulled the stretchy V neckline to reveal her breasts, tanned and full. “Happy?” Jane said kindly.
“Very nice Jane” Tom said with the confidence of the two glass of champagne drunk, he watched as the view was covered again.
“You’re worse to show him” said Sarah. “If you must know, mine are an E cup and I have feeding you to thank for the extra size.” She sipped from her glass and ruffled his hair to show all was well and no harm was done.
Tom’s cock lifted slightly in the fabric of his shorts. He thought a dance maybe just what was needed to distract his sexual energies.
“Well what is good for the goose…I am guessing a 10. What do you think Sarah?” Jane’s eyes flicked to Tom’s midriff.
Sarah nearly lost a mouthful of drink with the shock and laugh.
“It’s a long time since I washed it and things do change I guess. I am thinking an 11” Sarah said, rubbing her nose to give relief from the escaped champagne bubbles.
Tom squeezed himself through the fabric. “You are both close, it’s a 10 ½,” Tom smiled “but girth is important too.”