Angie had first heard the laughing teasing conversations from her basement during her husbands biweekly poker games, whenever guys talk about another guys cock women stop and listen, the comments were directed at the newest player, Steve, who had just moved around the corner and quickly became friends with Glen, her husband.
One of the regulars had obviously spotted Steve's " package ", at some time when they were in the bathroom or at the gym and shared his discovery with the rest, Angie stood at the top of the stairs silently listening as the guys, her husband included, joked about his oversized endowment, his " big dick", his "low hanging friend," his " pussy tamer," the more they taunted Steve the more Angie wondered.
The next few weeks the two couples, Angie and Glen, Steve and Gloria became friends, a few suppers together, going back and forth to each others houses, a pool party in her back yard presented a bathing suit opportunity where Angie finally had the opportunity to make her own decisions on if Steve was, " hanging heavy " or not, and it appeared her husband and his poker buddies were right.
Steve and Angie began playfully flirting behind their spouses backs, the " looks," the subtle body language, it was clear to both that they wanted the same thing, and if the way Steve filled out his jeans was any indication, it was going to be great sex.
The opportunity to get together happened by chance, at a backyard party a block over, drinks were served, music began to play, it became dark except for a few dim lights strung up around the yard.
During a shared dance they both looked at each other while pressed together and it was quietly agreed, Steve was going to disappear and go into the unlit house from the front entrance, Angie was going to sneak inside through the side garage door, it was a bold decision but both wanted it, needed it.
Once inside Angie stood by the locked door and peered into the darkness whispering Steve's name like a teenager afraid of being caught with someone, she flinched, gasped when two hands found her hips, warm breath met the back of her neck and a taller, lean body pressed against her from behind, " Hi sexy, follow me", Steve whispered into her ear then held her hand and led Angie through the house into the kitchen where a large set of patio doors overlooked the backyard,
In the darkness of the house the pair could make out people in the dimly lit back yard but knew know body could see them, Steve moved Angie's firm little 5'5" body with her ass against the kitchen counter and pressed himself hard against her, " fuck you feel good", he whispered while tugging the bottom of her blouse free from the waist band of her loose shorts and slide his hands up underneath to those 34 C tits.
Steve leaned his head down to press his mouth hard to the little red heads who was already offering, her slippery tongue slipping into his mouth as her small hands busied themselves undoing his belt, to make it easier for himself, and her too probably, he moved his big hands to her arm's easily lifting her 130 lb's up to set on the edge of the counter where as Angie unzipped him, his hands returned under her top to explore those amazingly hard tits.
