Later that day Shiri called. "Hi, Jimmy. Thanks again for a wonderful time. Are you free for dinner tonight?"
"Hi Shiri. Nice to hear from you. I've been dreamily reminiscing all day. Yes, I'm free."
"Good! Come over around 6." She told me which unit they were in.
"I'll be there!"
At 6 I rang their doorbell and Christine answered the door. "Hi Jimmy. Mom's in the kitchen just finishing up getting dinner ready. Come on in and have a seat in the living room." After closing the door she took my hand and led me into a comfortably furnished room. She was barefoot and had on gym shorts which fit her perfect buns snugly and she was wearing a tight skimpy t-shirt. It was riding up, exposing her belly, and it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra, as her nipples were poking out brashly. She smiled when she saw me notice that and leaned in for a quick kiss, which I gladly obliged.
Shiri called out a "Hi Jimmy" from the kitchen. "It'll just be a minute. Welcome and make yourself at home."
"Hi Shiri. Thanks."
A minute later she came out to the dining room adjoining the living room, carrying a steaming dish and Christine went in to help her bring everything else out. I walked over to the dining room table. Shiri came out again and this time, after she had put down what she was carrying, she came up to me and we hugged very tightly and then kissed passionately.
"We should probably sit down and eat, otherwise we'll never get that far," she giggled.
Shiri was also barefoot, wearing shorts, and a tank top. Her massive mammaries were bursting out of the top and sides. She could tell I was turned on by that and was clearly pleased.
"Dig in. I hope you like it," she said once we were all seated. We were across from each other, and Christine was to my left. The food was great. We chatted about a number of things, getting to know more about each other. After dinner Shiri and Christine cleared the table and then we adjourned to the living room.