Chapter 19: Sunday, May 19, 2024

Eve called Will at 10:00 Sunday morning.

“My sister is leaving the hotel in about twenty minutes but they are going to stop for lunch. That should get them home by noon, which means I should get home by 1:00.”

“OK. I cleaned the garage yesterday. Will go out and do a summer cleaning on the chairs, table, and grill. See you in a couple of hours.”

When they disconnected, Will did as he said and went out back to scrub the chairs, table, and grill. He saw Amanda as he rinsed the chairs.

“Hey Amanda! Are you still coming over later?”

“You bet! Kristin said she may be a few minutes late. If so, I’ll come over first and she’ll meet me at your house.”

They chatted for a few minutes then the backdoor opened and Eve appeared.

“Hi, Amanda,” she said. “Still good for tonight?”

Amanda and Will laughed. “Yep, we just talked about the schedule,” Amanda said. “Kristin and I will be over at 7:00!”

At 7:00 on the nose, Will exited the backdoor and fired up the grill. As it heated he carried out the hamburger patties he prepared earlier in the afternoon and the hot dogs that were leftover from what Eve took to her sister’s house.

“Hi Will,” Kristin said as Amanda opened the gate between the yards.

Will did a double take as the women approached the patio. Both were wearing extremely short, crop tops that barely covered their bra-less chests. Tight mini-shorts hugged their waist tightly and showed a clear cleft between their legs. Strap sandals completed their outfit.

Kristin saw his reaction and spun in place. “You like?”

Amanda saw a bulge forming in his shorts and answered for Will. “Of course he does. See that bulge growing in his pants?”

Will answered for himself when he said, “Yes, you both look fantastic. These should take ten to fifteen minutes to grill. Why don’t you go inside and ask Eve for the plates and condiments.”

“On it,” said Kristin as she headed to the door.

“What about drinks?” asked Amanda.

“Inside, as well. I think Eve was going to make a pitcher of margaritas.”

Amanda nodded and followed after Kristin.

Twenty minutes later the foursome was seated around the table. They made quick work of the hamburgers, hot dogs, and chips. The margaritas did not last much longer.

Will was the first to rise. He collected the condiments off of the table.

“Let me go get a garbage bag for most of what is out here. I’ll also make another batch of margaritas.”

The ladies stayed at the table. When Will returned he carried a fresh pitcher of drinks and refilled everyone’s glass. He also brought a bag and tossed most of what remained on the table then headed to the garbage bin on the side of the house.

“That was great, thanks,” said Kristin.

“It was just a simple cookout,” said Eve, “but thank you.”

Kristin said, “After hearing about National Masturbation Month, Amanda and I have been doing our part. We thought we may be late getting here earlier but our streaks are up-to-date.”

“Oh, really?” said Eve. “And here we thought we would be able to help you two out tonight. We have not yet been able to check today off our to-do-list.”

“You can still help!” exclaimed Amanda. “It just won’t be needed to officially mark today off as completed.”

“Will,” said Eve when he got back to the table, “these two have already met their quota for the day.”

Will looked disappointed.

“But they said we can still help with a second round.”

Will could not hold back a small grin.

Kristin leaned back in her chair and flipped up her top, exposing her breasts. She said, “Eve just told us that you haven’t jacked-off today. Does this help get you started?”

The women all looked to Will’s shorts. His bulge was starting to grow again.

Amanda lifted her butt off the chair and slid her shorts off. The last time she was with Eve and Will, both her and Amanda had small well-defined bushes. She was now completely bald. Kristin also peeled off her shorts. Both then spread their legs wide showing their freshly-shaved hairless pussies.

Will reached down to his shorts to flick open the button on his waistband and slide down the zipper. He dropped his shorts and boxers, letting his dick fly free. Before he removed his shorts he took a small bottle from a pocket. In his hand he held the the lube he brought from the bedroom before making the second round of margaritas.