Sally and Susan are Damien and Caroline's parents. Audrey and I first met Sally and Susan at our favourite nudist resort way back before our kids came along. We met during one of the regular games nights that our hosts ran. Our table was two people short of a full team and so Sally and Susan shuffled over from a larger table to make up the numbers.
Although we were far from victorious that night, Audrey and I got along with them very well and subsequently struck up a friendship. We shared a few meals together and partook in a number of sporting activities with them and generally had a good time.
Susan was the more diminutive of the two and somewhat shorter than Audrey. She was a former elite athlete and kept herself in immaculate shape. She had more muscle tone in her little fingers than I had in my entire body! She was tanned, very lean and without any excess fat to be seen. She had fairly small yet perky breasts with the cutest tiny areolae and nipples to match. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, very well groomed and thinned out somewhat.
Sally was about the same height as Audrey, but that's where the similarity ended. Sally had enormous breasts, absolutely enormous. I'm no expert, but Audrey estimated that they were at least a H cup, if not larger. She has an exaggerated hourglass figure with a very skinny waist and luscious pronounced hips. In contrast to Susan, Sally's pubic hair was thick and totally natural. Sally was in fairly good physical condition too, but still paled in comparison to Susan.
To be honest, after that first meeting Audrey and I simply assumed that they were friends that like to hang out together in the buff. There were no public displays of affection or any other indication that they were actually a couple.
At the end of our stay together, we exchanged contact details and promised to stay in touch. They were staying on for a few more days, but Audrey and I had to get back to work so we had to leave.
Several months after first meeting Sally and Susan, Audrey and I were going about our normal routine. It was Saturday morning and I had stayed at home getting stuck into the housework whilst Audrey had headed out to buy the groceries for the week.
We had not yet moved to our property out of town, that would have to wait until the first kid arrived, and that was still several years in our future. I heard the garage door start to open so I knew that Audrey had returned. I waited until I heard the door start to close again and I went out to help Audrey unpack the car. I did not bother putting on any clothes because even though we lived in town, the garage was closed off to the outside world.
I collected a few bags of groceries from the car and headed into the kitchen to start to put them away into the refrigerator, the pantry and various cupboards around the kitchen and laundry.
"I have a surprise for you.", Audrey said entering the kitchen.
"Oh yeah, what's that?", I asked.
"Well if I told you it wouldn't be much of a surprise now would it?", she retorted.
"Can you at least give me a hint?", I queried.
"OK, we have been invited to dinner tonight. 7pm and we're walking, it's very close. Leave here at 6:45." she responded somewhat cryptically.
"What's the dress code?", I said pushing for more details.
"Nothing special, jeans and a casual jacket will be fine." she replied heading off to the bedroom.
"I'm going to get out of these clothes and change the sheets." she called out as she was walking down the hallway.
I finished storing the groceries and took the shopping bags back out to the car for next time. By the time I got back inside, Audrey was in front of the washing machine with her back to me, her glorious shapely buttocks a sight to behold. After starting the machine, she turned and caught me staring, full bush on display, tits still swaying a bit.
"What?" she asked.
"What do you mean, 'What?'? Can't a guy ogle his wife without being harassed?" I asked.
"Degenerate!" she said as she walked by, shaking her shoulders to make her breasts wobble as she passed.
The rest of the day was a fairly uneventful Saturday. Fresh sheets on the bed, ample vacuuming, sweeping and dusting plus a spot of reading in the afternoon sun. Very pleasant indeed.
I'd become a little sweaty so I decided to have a shower before getting dressed to go out to dinner. Audrey had the same idea so we swapped in and out of the shower without having to readjust the water.
We got dressed and were out of the house by 6:43. It was starting to cool down a little and I was grateful for the jacket.
"So where are we headed?" I asked.
"You know the big old house opposite the park?" responded Audrey.
"The one that just had all of the scaffolding erected?" I asked.
"That's the one." replied Audrey, "We're headed there."
"Well, that's still a bit cryptic, but at least I know where we're headed. That's only ten minutes away at most." I concluded.
Audrey and I walked at a leisurely pace hand-in-hand enjoying the crisp evening air. In spite of my attempt to learn more, Audrey remained tight-lipped concerning more details about this evening. When we reached our destination we were confronted with a building site.
"We need to enter over there." Audrey said pointing to the path that lead down the right hand side of the property.
"We need to go past the pile of building materials and through the new foundations to the temporary stairs at the back door." said Audrey leading the way.
Luckily, the path was well illuminated and we had no trouble at all finding our way to the back door. Audrey climbed the temporary stairs and knocked at the back door before scurrying back down the stairs and taking up position behind me pushing me forward slightly.
The back door opened inwards and I was greeted with the sight of an immaculately trimmed triangle of female pubic hair at eye level. As I looked up I saw two perky little breasts with a set of nipples already reacting to the chilly night air and as I reached the top I saw a beaming smile.
"Audrey, Ben. We're so glad that you could make it!" exclaimed Susan throwing her arms open wide.
I climbed to the top step and gave her a big hug before stepping into the house. Once inside, I looked back and watched Audrey do the same. Once Audrey was inside, Susan closed the door behind her.
The house was comfortably warm and I soon felt the need to remove my jacket.
"Why stop at the jacket?" asked a voice from behind me.
I turned to see who had spoken and much to my surprise I saw Sally standing there. She too was apparently naked, but wearing an apron. The apron may have done an adequate job on a woman with a normal bust, but there was no doubt that Sally's enormous melons were lurking behind that apron waiting for a chance to escape.
Sally reached both hands behind her and unfastened her apron. She removed it and placed it on a nearby chair. You know, a lot of people don't get physics, possibly because the class room environment in which they learn about the subject is so bleak. All I know that if my high school physics teacher had used a pair of breasts like Sally's to demonstrate objects in motion, I would have paid more attention.
Sally and her breasts advanced towards me and embraced me warmly. I enjoyed the moment immensely and responded by giving her a kiss on the cheek before she released her bear hug. Sally then advanced on my, by now, half-naked wife and gave her an equally warm embrace. Audrey was topless and had already removed her skirt, however, in comparison to Sally, Audrey's breasts, that were more than adequate under normal circumstances I might add, seems like pimples next to the bazookas that Sally wielded.
"OK you two, finish disrobing and we'll show you around our new home." said Susan.
Audrey just dropped her panties and her bush was free. I still had to struggle with my shirt, jeans, shoes and by the time I was suitably unattired, I had three impatient very naked women staring at me making disapproving noises. This seemed to be the story of my life.
Sally and Susan showed us around their house. Much of it was a construction site and as the tour progressed they told us of how they planned to restore the façade to it's former glory and to update the interior with new services. They were going to super-insulate the place and utilise the latest and most advanced building techniques that they could find.
The tour ended in the dining room where the table had been set for four. Susan fussed over us in the dining room whilst Sally disappeared into the kitchen. She returned several times with a variety of dishes that were laid before us. As she introduced each dish by name and cultural origin, I thought that they seemed to be an eclectic culinary mishmash. However, as if somehow reading my mind she reassured us that she had tried this combination before and that we would be in for a treat.
Sally was not wrong, the meal was exquisite and the dishes from the various cuisines that she had selected actually blended, and in some cases intentionally contrasted, quite nicely.
We moved into the lounge room where upon entering Susan placed another log in the small fireplace before returning the wire ember screen into position.
"Sally, that meal was wonderful." started Audrey.
