I was on my way to the front door when I heard Judith's voice behind me.
"Are you just going to leave without saying anything? I thought you had better manners than that."
I turned to face her. I was momentarily thrown to see her still naked, but managed to pull myself together enough to say something about it probably being best in the circumstances.
"Don't be silly Harry. Ann told me what you were planning for this afternoon and I'm sorry to have spoiled it. Believe me I heartily approve. The two of you should have got together ages ago. I could never understand why you didn't."
"We are friends, Mrs Wilson. We didn't want to spoil things."
"You can be friends and fuck too you know. Presumably you think that yourselves or you wouldn't have planned your get together. And I think, given I've had your cock in my mouth, you can call me Judith now, don't you?"
"Yes, Mrs, I mean Judith."
"So come back here and stay for dinner. I promise I won't be naked by then. Cooking naked is not a good idea, believe me. In fact we can all dress up."
I mumbled something about not being dressed for a dinner party.
"Don't worry about that. You have time to go home and change. You must promise to come back though, for Ann's sake. If you don't you obviously don't care enough about her, in which case I will handcuff you to my bed until I'm finished with you."
Ann appeared behind her, her face red and puffy from crying.
"She's quite capable of that you know."
I slipped past Judith and took Ann in my arms.
"Do you want me to come back?"
She gave a snuffled yes.
"Then I will -- for you."
"Thank you Mrs Wilson. I will come to dinner tonight. I'll be back in about an hour if that is OK?"
"That will be very nice Harry. I will see you then."
I gave Ann's hand a squeeze, then left the house. I dashed home and changed into something a bit more formal, left a note for my Mum and Dad telling them where I was going, then as promised I was back with Ann and Judith within the hour.
This time I rang the doorbell. Judith answered. She was now dressed and looked incredible in a tight fitting black dress with a plunging cleavage that emphasised every curve and was so short it didn't seem likely she could sit down in it without flashing everyone. She saw my reaction and smiled, but otherwise said nothing.
She stepped back to let me in, standing very close so that I brushed against her breasts as I passed. She grabbed my backside and squeezed.
"Go through to the garden. Dinner will be ready in about half an hour. Ann will be down shortly."
I
knew the way of course. I had been there many times as a child. I had never seen her dressed like that though, positively oozing sex.
"Help yourself to a beer I you like. I've got a bottle of wine open if you prefer that."
In the garden I sat with my beer looking over the garden. I could see the summerhouse where other things being equal Ann and I would have spent the afternoon. I sighed at the thought of what had been missed.
I heard heels on the paving behind me and turned to see Ann walking towards me. Her mother had radiated sex appeal, but Ann was just incredibly beautiful. Her dress was tight fitting, like her mothers. It was a deep rich velvety green, a perfect complement for her hair. It had a tight bodice with a high neck and long sleeves. The skirt was just to the knee, but split at the sides almost to her hip. Standing still she looked the height of elegance, but moving she flashed an expanse of tanned thigh.
I jumped up as she approached.
"I've never seen you look so beautiful," I said.
She smiled and hugged me.
"Believe it or not this was my Mum's dress. She got it in Hong Kong when she was my age. I didn't know it existed until tonight when she gave it to me. It fits perfectly"
"I'm lost for words. You look, you are, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
She teared up.
"I have a confession to make," she sniffed. "I fell in love with you when I was about 13. You seemed so determined just to be friends though, that I never had the nerve to say it. When we snogged at Carol's party two years ago, I though that was it, but you never followed through. I cried for a week."
"I'm sorry, Ann. I knew you were gorgeous, but still wanted your friendship. You must have thought I was pretty dense."
She snuffled a bit then gave me a weak smile.
"We'll just have to try and make up for lost time..."
"I'll do my best to catch up."
We stood there, holding hands and looking stupidly at each other until Judith called out the meal was ready. I can't remember what we ate. I just remember looking at the beautiful girl opposite, with, to be honest, the occasional sideways glance at Judith as she hopped up and down for each course. I don't think I hid my looks very well though. My shin was sore from the kick Ann gave me as she saw me sneaking a peek at Judith's incredible rear. She was smiling as she did it, so I suppose she didn't mind too much.
After the meal was cleared away we sat outside again. It was cooling down as darkness fell, but I was perfectly happy to sit between these two gorgeous women, talking about nothing much. Eventually though, Judith stood up.
"I'm going inside before my nipples poke a hole through this dress."
"Muuum!"
"It's true, look at them," she said cupping them in her hands. "You know I can't wear a bra with this dress."
It was true. I could see both standing out against the sheer fabric.
"Not bad for an old lady's are they Harry."
"Don't tease him Mum. He doesn't know where to look."
"Oh he knows all right. When he hasn't been gazing at you, he's been checking my bum. I saw you kick him, when you caught him sneaking a look. I don't mind him looking. If I didn't want to be looked at I wouldn't be wearing a dress like this."
