As we drove over to Jeff and Amanda's I asked Andrea if she was really going to fuck Jeff today. She was setting with her beautiful tanned legs crosse... and I notice her thigh muscle tighten when I asked her that. She was wearing a pair of tiny cut off blue jean shorts and a white bikini top. She had slid the triangles of the top to expose the maximum amount of her perky thirty four B cup tits. I could easily see her nipples were hard so I figured it was safe to keep talking. Without looking. She insisted on taking me back to the house so that she could assure herself in my presence that Wendy was as supportive as I claimed. Before long the two women were embracing and crying and saying how much they loved one another and each was telling the other how lovely she was ("lovely" was definitely the key word that morning), and things got so thoroughly girly that I was, I ought to be ashamed to say, glad to slip away and leave them to it while I went downstairs for a fuck.Several fucks,. Currently we were polishing off a bottle of wine while sitting on the couch. I was wearing sweatpants and a tee shirt. Courtney was wearing shorts and a tee - without makeup or a bra. Her breasts always looked great while in a tee shirt. Her nipples sometimes playfully made an appearance against the fabric. I wondered how hers stayed so firmly and perky. Mine were great too - a full 36c - but I had noticed a slight sag to them recently. It really wasn’t much to fret about. They were. "Hey. Did you want to hang. Just you and me?" I asked."Um. I'm here with friends. We're a group..." she said."That's cool. I, um, got this vibe from you when we first met. I,yeah, sorry. My mistake." I turned to leave."Spider-Woman. Wait." She took a flyer from her pocket. "That's mymobile at the bottom." I noted the number, committing it to memory."Thanks..." And then I was as back in the Alley. Groundhog Day nomore!"I'm pretty sure I'm ready to ask you to marry me. But I think even amovie is.