Chapter 6

I stood and asked, “I’ll take a beer if it’s still on offer.” Janet got up and said, “I’ll get you both one,” and walked off into the kitchen, with her boobs still free and swinging.

When she returned the can was freezing cold. After pouring it into the glass I was given, I held the can in my hands for a couple of seconds, and then walked over to Jane, putting my hands underneath her bikini top, which immediately, both woke her up, and made her nipples go even more erect. I was greeted with a mouthful of expletives until she realised where she was and made a joke of it.

Seeing I now had a beer, she asked, “Is there wine?” Janet duly obliged, still with her boobs out, so Jane, without warning, took her top off and set her boobs free, saying, “This feels better.”

Immediately, the tension in the air changed. Phil stood up and said, “Fuck it, I’m going naked then,” and pulled his shorts down, then laid back down on the lounger, with his hard-on on full show.

The rest of the afternoon, me and Phil were naked, and the girls were just topless, with no sexual playing going on, but a lot of innuendos being cast about, we left early evening to go home.

The following week I had to go away for four days three nights with work. This didn’t happen often but was always a wrench when it did. Leaving early on Wednesday morning, I knew I would not be back until very late Saturday evening. Given these were the days before mobile phones, communication was a short telephone call at crazy prices from the hotel room at night. We spoke Friday night, and I said, “I should be home around 9:30 – ten p.m. on Saturday.”

Jane said, “Not a problem as I will be hosting a BBQ for Janet, Phil, and one of Phil’s friends, Nick.” This was a big surprise for me, because as we know, here in the UK, the BBQ is generally the domain of the male, and Jane had never cooked a BBQ once in her life.

Unfortunately, the traffic gods, on the way back from Barnstaple, were not kind, and it was approaching eleven p.m. when I was dropped at the end of our road by my colleague. I grabbed the bag out of the boot and started the short journey down the road.

As I approached our house I could hear the music from several feet away, and my first thought was, ‘OMG, the neighbours, at this time of night, will not be happy.

As I went through the front door the house was packed, not just the four people I was expecting, but rather, at least another ten-fifteen people, including the neighbours on the other side of our house from Phil and Janet, their names were, Susan and Terry.

The next thing I noticed, when I made my way through the people into the kitchen, was the sheer amount of alcohol. There were empty cans and bottles everywhere, and most of these people I had not seen before. As I went past Susan, I noticed she was more than drunk, she was slurring her words as she gave me a tight cuddle, and a big, “Thank you,” for an amazing BBQ party, and Terry shook my hand, saying, “Jane’s amazing. You are very lucky.”

Not having a clue what he was talking about I made my way into the garden to find Jane and let her know I was home, and equally as important, I was very hungry.

As I found my wife in the back garden, Janet was just coming back indoors with a plateful of burgers, and the smallest bikini top I had ever seen in my life at that point, along with, what I can only describe as, the smallest daisy dukes I had seen.

“Wow, you look fantastic,” I uttered. Janet said, “Thanks,” and she added, “Phil purchased me and Jane the same for tonight.”