Part 14

I knew we had seen the last of Delia for the weekend, and I assumed that the remainder of our weekend would be as busy and dull as usual. When I got home from soccer practice late on Saturday afternoon, Judy was in a good mood. She said, “I ran into Lola at the grocery store. They didn’t have plans to tonight, so I invited them over.” I walked over and gave Judy a hug and started squeezing her tits right through her shirt and bra. Just the thought of Lola and Judy in the same house together had gotten me instantly hard and I hoped to get a quickie from Judy, but she just stood there letting me grope her until I let go.

She said, “Lola and Ralph will be here around 8:30” and then proceed to finish putting the groceries away. I said, “8:30? Isn’t that kind of late for dinner?” “Oh, they aren’t coming for dinner. Their daughter has a late piano recital and I think they’re coming over after they drop her off.”

At dinner, Judy drank more wine than she usually would with the kids around. She wasn’t drunk, but seemed to want to get into a party mood. I helped her get the kids to bed at 8pm and knew they would be out cold any minute after their long day of sports and other activities. I poured myself a big glass of wine trying to get a nice buzz like Judy had. Since the kids were upstairs behind a closed door, I figured a little music in the downstairs family room wouldn’t bother them. Actually, I knew from past experience that they could probably sleep next to a freight train once they were out.

It was a warm night with perfect weather, so I opened the sliding door to let in some fresh air. I was sitting out back in a chair by the pool thinking about Ralph and Lola. Because of the low light and confusion of the night he fucked Lola while she went down on Judy, I wasn’t sure if he even knew that it had been Judy in there that night. Lola’s seemingly casual comment to Judy about how she should fuck Ralph also was turning through my mind – was that just the girl version of locker room talk, or did she really mean it? Lola seemed pretty free with her own pussy, so maybe she let Ralph fuck other women as well. But, if he has such a quick trigger and was such a bad pussy eater, it didn’t seem like he was the type to play around very much.

I heard some voices from inside the house and got up to great Lola and meet (at least, formally) Ralph. After our greetings, I poured some more wine for everyone and we went out back to enjoy the nice evening weather. Ralph seemed like a nice enough guy and was reasonably fit and good looking, but also a little shy and reserved. Was that because he knew who Judy was, or was it just the way he was…? Judy and Lola were both very relaxed and I never got the impression that Ralph was concerned with me, so I concluded that he was in the dark about Lola. The poor bastard probably didn’t even know that Max had fucked his wife right after he did, but then again I didn’t know Judy had fucked Max again later, and then there was story about her and that kid yesterday. Guess I shouldn’t be so judgmental of poor Ralph!

As the girls were going on about some new store at the mall, Ralph and I resorted to the old standby of sports. We talked about the local pro football team’s prospects for success in the upcoming fall season and agreed that if they wanted to make a push for the playoffs that they needed to do it this year while their players were still young enough to be competitive. As Ralph and I were talking, I heard Judy’s phone get a text message. I glanced over as she read it and noticed a little smile on her face; she then announced that Max was on his way.

What the hell?