John, Kyle and Carol dropped onto the Black leather couch, Carol, sandwiched between them. Ray and I slipped into the love seat at a right angle to th...e couch.I set my beer on the low coffee table that ran parallel to the couch. It was very heavy table for its size and it had a nautical look to it. It wasn't very big, about three feet long and twenty inches wide, made of dark wood, it wasn't pretty but I liked it.Carol was squirming between the two men on the couch. She had pulled her legs up. I came out of the bathroom, walked across the hall, and opened the door to my room. To my surprise, I saw Heather standing there trying to change her clothes. She had her shirt off and I could see her breasts. We stared at each other for a few seconds and she did not even try to hide anything. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were changing in here.” I said. I closed the door and tried to comprehend what I saw. Her breasts looked very good for her age. They were firm, nicely rounded, A cup. Amanda was shorter, though still in the average range for a woman, a nicely bosomed brunette with frosted highlights in her hair. George, on the other hand, was so slim as to be almost skinny, taller than his host, and completely bald, lacking even a fringe of hair around his head. His wife, aside from being so much younger than her husband, was a tall and slender blonde with a spectacular set of tits and impossibly long legs, who reminded the Jellicoes of a lingerie model.In many ways Amanda. I had my hands on her bare back. One hand went down inside the back of her shorts and panties to cup her ass. The other hand came around to her front and pushed under her sports bra and squeezed her breast hard making her groan into my mouth. I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and she groaned loudly with a mix of pain and arousal.I stood up with her arms around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist. I lay her on the bench. I pushed her sports bra up over her breasts.