The mother of my closest buddy – 3

“Well…after the initial shock obviously, she simply grinned. But then, just before she left, she told me she thought I had great tits, and then asked me if she could touch one of them.”

“No shit! Really?”

“Yeah really…that’s when I stepped out a bit so that she could.”

“So she actually did then? She touched your breast?’

Bev giggled, actually blushing a little as she walked over towards me finally setting down the hot fresh pizza on the coffee table. “Yeah, just briefly…but she did, fingered the nipple for a moment with the tip of her finger, and then leaned over and kissed it.”

“Fucking A! And here I was…sitting here while she did that! Damn!”

“Oh you like the thought of that do you?” Bev teased. “What is it about men seeing two women together anyway? And then when we even mention the same thing from our side, all the guys suddenly get squeamish and want to hide!”

She had a point there, but I was still suddenly turned on again…though still hungry as the aroma of the pizza reached me. “Still…wish I had seen that,” I sulked teasingly. To which she just laughed, poured us both a wine and winked at me.

“Eat your pizza,” she said. “Because after it gets dark here…you’re gonna be eating me, outside on the porch!”

**

Once again, I wasn’t exactly sure that her connected, semi-enclosed porch counted as a room, but she had said early on…she’d always wanted to do something outside there, but never had. It was obviously open for one reason. The street was busy enough that cars were constantly traveling up and down it, not to mention the flow of foot traffic as well, people walking their dogs…or strolling down to the corner store on foot rather than driving. It had always been that way, constantly busy, especially during the summer months. So I saw no real way to safely do anything out there without attracting attention.

She did have one thing that we didn’t have around our front porch, and that was a two-foot rock wall surrounding it, which had been put in for decorative purposes only. “Don’t worry…no one will know, no one will see us,” she assured me. “After it’s dark, we’ll crawl out the front door, staying below the rock wall, and lay there below it.”

Though I could see that, and perhaps agree with remaining unseen provided we were careful, there was still some element of danger that someone could stop by, walk up the steps to the porch, and catch us. We wouldn’t have time to do anything if anyone did. Nor pretend we weren’t doing…what we would be, if they did.

“That’s part of the fun and excitement isn’t it?” She asked me. “The danger? The risk of getting caught?”

Maybe it was in a way…but the real risk for both of us, was the fact my own parents lived next door to us. And not that mom or dad came over very often, but they had…if mom needed to borrow this or that, she’d always either sent me…or dad over to get it. I could just see him walking up to her porch, and find me there, balls deep inside my best friend’s mother’s cunt.

“Who knows? What if he did? Maybe he’d want to join us?” She asked me.

“Eeu Uw!” I remarked, just the thought of that driving away my partial erection. “Ok, that’s kinky…but even too kinky for me,” I informed her.