My leg between his thighs.When I stirred some hours later Pete was spooning me, his arm draped over my stomach, his thighs pushing against mine. I vag...ely remember turning over at some point. It was light but I couldn’t hear any sounds in the house. This wasn’t unusual, our kids rarely surfaced before midday on a Saturday. I had no idea what the time was, I didn’t want to reach for my phone. I didn’t want to disturb Pete but I also didn’t want him to wake and think I was messaging Liam. Had he. “When do you think you’ll be coming home?”She shrugged. “Not for a few more hours.”“You need some rest.”“I know. I’ll be home when I’m home.”Jack nodded and took off. He grabbed a quick dinner at a sub shop before going home. After a while, he headed up to his bedroom. He lay down to rest his eyes until Lisa came home but woke up the next morning still alone.Jack quickly showered and shaved and went to work. He found Lisa sleeping in a chair in her studio. “You were supposed to go home.”Lisa. As they headed in I watched their perky tits and tight asses jiggle as one by one the went in the door.After they washed up, the girls came back out helping carry food, and the moms followed. We started eating, there was food being passed in all directions and plates full of amazing bbq. After we all finished? The girls all went in to watch tv, while us adults stayed out drinking beer and making small talk, telling jokes and stories. One joke Rachel told made Amber laugh so hard she spit her. Her period was officially over. No more panty liners. As a matter of fact ... She reached down, stripped the barely spotted liner from her panties, and threw it away. Another week of bothersome cramps out of the way, she thought.Courtney was clean-shaven, soft as a baby. Well almost. She ought to shower and remove the trace of blond stubble just discernable to the touch from her legs and pubic zone, as her friend Laura called it. Better than cunt, pussy, or clam she thought wryly. Or any of the.