Shopping’s a chore I abhor, so only I accompany my wife Penny when my work shifts allow. Although we drive for a monthly stock-up at the out of town...hypermarket across the county line, and a weekly trolley-ful shop at the local supermarket, Penny walks down to the local supermarket every afternoon after work for bread, milk and fresh produce.On one particular day, while carrying the hand basket for Penny, I noticed a well-dressed but matronly figured woman shopping almost exclusively for booze.. Our wives got nipple to nipple for few shots and then the grandmother and granddaughter did too. It looked kind of funny to see the biggest and smallest tits crushed together.Soon they decided that Steve and I needed to be nude too. We were both hard and the women giggled, especially Virginia the little one.Penny being an ex-stripper could really move. When she squatted over a wine bottle and allowed the entire neck to slip up into her pussy Steve and I were right there with our cameras. After. Nothing to compare to Jillian, of course. He was bouncing back and forth between two young women, one who was fun to go out with but not remotely fun in the bedroom, another who was a totally nasty little slut but bored him to tears in all other ways. Both were getting tedious and he’d soon have to move on. No matter. Boston had lots of good looking women. *** Jillian had been in her second job out of college when she had met Mike. It had been her desire to pursue a career and better herself. They changed into matching uniforms, and matching shoes. They did everything as a team. On the court, they played as a team, and I even had to yell at them to shoot because they kept passing to the open person even though they were open to shoot when they caught the pass. It was another blow out. After the game, they showered and changed into their matching street clothes, and we all went out to dinner. All the moms came, and I made them order and eat.Darcy and Beth made a point to get to know.