We arrived and Lynn was already seated at a table, she looked different. I finally noticed what it was, she had put on some makeup and was wearing a little more colour than usual. I sat down and leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, “You look lovely,” I told her, Sharon pretending to scowl then smiled.
“You do honey,” she said to her, asking, “Any special occasion?”
“Just wanted to cheer myself up a bit and looking forward to seeing my two favourite people.” Lynn replied.
We ate and chatted and made some half plans for when their folks were away, Lynn had taken the first week off, same as me, but Sharon was struggling to get any time away. She had managed to get switched to early shifts, so at least we’d have days and evenings. Sharon had to get back so I offered to walk Lynn home as I was still free for the next hour. As we parted Sharon said to me within earshot of Lynn, “Don’t forget to ask her about the all the cocks,” which had the required effect as she turned beet red. Result achieved, she kissed me and Lynn and headed back to work at the gym.
Initially quiet as we started heading back, Lynn surprised me by taking my arm as we walked and I asked her how she was doing. “Oh, fine now.” She replied, “I had a good chat with Sharon over a bottle of wine, put everything to rights.”
I decided to delve a little deeper, “She seems to think you maybe jump in a bit too quick when dating. Can I be nosy and ask how many boyfriends have you had? I’ve only met a few.” I enquired.
“It’s not like I’m churning them over, I’m not that kind of girl.” Giving me an accusing look, “Honesty. Only five or six,” she mused, “Only a couple of serious ones that went into months.”
“What’s the ‘or six’?” I asked her.
“Holiday fling in Greece, the usual,” she said.
“You should know all about the cocks then.” I teased her.
She stopped and punched me on the arm, then took it again as we continued walking again, laughing, “I knew I shouldn’t have said anything to her. Your underwear looked huge on her was I said.”
“I can give you a pair if you like,” continuing the wind up.
Still laughing, “Maybe one day, I don’t think your girlfriend would approve though.” She looked up at me, “She’s right though, you are a big guy, maybe that’s where I’m going wrong. I always seem to end up with the little boys with shit attitudes.” Lynn concluded.
I regarded her as we eased along the road, “Is that what your chat was about?”
She thought and replied, “She just caught me off guard with the cock chat, I guess it’s been on my mind lately.” She tailed off then asked me, “Did she tell you what she did?”
“No,” I replied, “Just that you guys share a lot.”
She laughed, “We do indeed. When we were talking about the different shapes and sizes, she went away and came back with one of her toys hanging out the fly of your boxers shorts, waving it around saying Stevie time baby!”
These two are just like each other I thought, then asked, “Which one, hopefully not the bullet one.”
She giggled, “No, the big purple one. She said it’s just like you.” Looking up at me. I thought about the purple dildo she got a while back, we had even compared to my cock at full mast one time.
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