Half serious, she asked, “What about you?”
“Oh, I like Blue. I think it would suit you,” partially caught off guard. She looked thoughtful and nodded. We hugged a goodbye and I left.
I caught up with my friends and had lunch with my parents before spending an hour in the gym. I was feeling pumped and while I was standing in the shower, my thoughts drifted to the evening. What if anything would happen? A few doubts crept in about all the various scenarios could play out, I shook myself out of it and resolved to go with the flow. I stopped by the store on my way home to pick up some champagne for the ladies that my budget allowed for, it was still the good stuff. I parked and headed in. When I opened the door I heard chatter and laughing then saw Sharon and Lynn sitting together on the couch, obviously enjoying the bottle of wine that they were sharing.
“Hey honey,” said Sharon, brightening up when she saw me.
“Hi Steve,” said Lynn with a cheeky smile.
“Ladies. I bring gifts.” I said and held up the bottles.
“Ohh,” Sharon said, taking them, “Good choice, you are welcome back anytime.”
I sat down and asked them how there day had been, Sharon said she had been busy so that had burned up the day. Lynn had been with friends and seemed a bit more chilled for it. I nodded to the bottle. “Don’t worry,” said Sharon, “It’s only the first, we won’t be getting sloshed before we head out.” It was a few hours until we had to grab our table so, knowing Sharon, I suggested they get a move on. “In that case I’m taking one of these,” she said as she grabbed one of the bottles I’d brought and headed upstairs, followed by Lynn who looked at me as she left, strangely quiet. I watched a game that was live on the television, reckoning that it would give me enough time to get ready after. Once it was finished, I got changed into clean underwear, the one that had been requested plus black shirt and trousers. I combed my hair in the mirror, listening to the music and laughter next door, wondering what I had got myself in to.
As I was sitting on the couch, things quietened down upstairs. I stood up just as Sharon came in. She came over and slipped her hand around my waist, then kissed me on the cheek. “Looking good honey,” she said approvingly as she checked me out.
“Stunning.” I replied, seeing her properly, “You look gorgeous baby.” She looked like a fucking goddess. She had straightened her blond hair which was down just past her shoulders, her green eyes were perfectly framed by the burnt orange eyeshadow she had applied and her trademark dark red lipstick. She had complimented it with a red topaz necklace and matching earrings. Her black sleeveless cat suit perfectly displayed her toned and tanned shoulders and arms and the high cut waist that perfectly shaped her rear. She had on high black heels to get her nearer my height and I presumed, black stockings, I ran my hand over her bum then down to her side to check. Hold ups I discovered, which meant she had her black sheer underwear on. Perfect.
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