Friday night, and it was time to meet up with the girls and head out for the night. The first stop was the local for a few drinks, before moving on to the Clubs. My best friend Katelyn was dressed in an electric blue boob-tube and a tiny pair of white shorts that barely covered her bum. I was in my short, skin-tight tan sequin skirt and a black plunging halter top that opened to my waist, leaving at least half my boobs ex...

After Kev zipped himself up and walked out of the toilet, it took me a while to tidy myself and redo my makeup, before then making an appearance back at the bar. As I walked back in, Katelyn raised an eyebrow. “Been gone far too long for that to have been a trip to the toilet. Looking flushed. Fresh makeup. Hun, you’ve been shagging someone out the back, haven’t you?” she murmured, as she handed me a drink. Knowing I was...

About a week after the night in the pub, Katelyn’s mum, Liz, asked me to drop by for coffee. Slightly dreading it, I rang the doorbell. It was somewhat of a relief when Liz opened the door with a genuinely welcoming smile. Liz is a rather foxy, dirty blond-haired lady in her forties, with firm boobs and great legs. And, whilst her boobs are bigger than Katelyn’s, it’s easy to see where her daughter gets it from. Over coff...