----- Friday afternoon

I had my doctor's visit today, talked a bit with Jill then got home about an hour before Julie showed up.

We went out on the deck with our cups of hot tea again. It was overcast but still nice to be outside. We talked about my exam.

"It went good then, didn't it?", Julie asked.

"I don't know. He didn't say anything was bad but I could tell he didn't sound happy about it."

"Oh no, Sam. What if something is really wrong?"

"We don't know if anything is wrong, ok. I'm sure everything will be fine.", I said. She was more nervous than I was now. Certainly she was showing it more.

"Hey, I know what'll cheer you up, Julie."

"What?"

"Let's go to Mike's tonight. I'll bring the guitar."

"I guess, we could both use a night out."

"I talked with Jill today."

"Oh?", she said, looking down.

"Yeah. I know you feel bad but don't beat yourself up over what happened Sunday."

"She's my sister. I can hardly live with myself over what happened."

"Then apologize. This will be the perfect time."

"What? Tonight?"

"Yeah, I told her we'd take her to Mike's with us."

"I don't know if this will work out. It's too soon."

"Ha. Everything's been happening fast the last few months.", I said.

"You got that right."

"Look. It'll be ok. I got something. I want you to give it to Jill, ok? From you."

"What did you get?"

"Just some game stuff. Tell her I told you about it but don't let on that I bought it. You know she's into that stuff, right?"

"Yeah, I know. You think it will work?"

"I know it will, Julie. Just give it a chance. I talked to her today. She's willing to give you a chance."

"Oh, one other thing."

"What?"

"She has this friend from school she wants me to meet tonight."

"Yes?"

"You're not going to be jealous, are you?"

She laughed and had a sly smile painted on her face. So I took that as a "no problem".

Singing at Mike's is going to be good. This will be an excellent Friday night, I can sense it. How good, I never could have imagined in my wildest dreams.


----- Friday night at Mike's

We picked up Jill at Mom's house. They didn't talk to each other on the ride to Mike's except for the pleasantries: "Hello.", "Hi."

I left them in the car to talk like I said I would when we arrived. I was certainly tense. I hoped this would work. I went in to get ready for tonight's performance.

"Erin!", I shouted. I put my guitar down, ran up to her and literally jumped into her arms, nearly knocking her down. I knew I wasn't heavy enough to actually knock her over so it was all good. I was happy she showed up.

"I'm glad to see you too. What's this all about?"

"We've got a lot to talk about. But later, ok?"

"Ok."

"Are you ready to have fun tonight?", I asked.

"Oooh. You're taking me dancing?"

"Ha. Dream on.", I said, although if she persisted she might just succeed tonight. "Julie's here but out in the car with her sister."

"That's cool, I get to meet Jill, finally."

"You two have never met?", I said, with a bit of doubt in my voice.

"No. Why would you think that?"

"No reason. Let me go get my guitar and take care of things for later."

I had become somewhat of the regular at Mike's. Julie had quit working here not long ago but we still came many a night, not just on Fridays. Mike suggested I sing professionally. Yeah, right.

Erin and I talked. I told her Julie and I saw the doctor. She knew we were going, but not when. She asked about the results and I told her they're ok, but also that I would tell her all about it later, in private where it would be quiet. That seemed to satisfy her curiosity for the moment.

Pretty soon Julie and Jill came in together. That was a good sign. They didn't look happy, but they didn't look sad either. I couldn't read them. I was really hoping they had reconciled.

Jill went over to her friends. I had never seen her at Mike's before. I guessed she didn't come on Fridays much, but she did find her friends pretty quickly. I had wondered which one was Sharon.

Julie sat with Erin. They were happy to see each other. Julie seemed fine now. Erin has that effect on people. They were laughing together in no time. I had hoped Erin wouldn't ask about the doctors until later. It looked like this was the case.

The lights went down and announcements were made:

        ... AND PLEASE WELCOME OUR VERY OWN, SAM!

I started with Bob Marley's Redemption Song.

        Cause all I ever have ...

And then everyone sang along:

        Redemption songs.
        Redemption songs.

It's good when people spontaneously sing along. I needed this. It had become therapy for me.

Folks songs are easy but I was branching out. Don't get me wrong, it's still my favorite kind of music, but I was singing more country, pop and even rock.

So I did something I've never done before. I made sure the guitar strap was tight then I hopped down off the stool (more like jumping off a small cliff for me). I was playing the guitar intro as I made my way over to Julie. It helped that the cable connecting the guitar was long and that I had a wireless mic on, then I began singing to Julie:

        Well you're a real tough cookie with a long history
        Of breaking little hearts like the one in me.
        That's ok, let's see how you do it,
        Put up your dukes, let's get down to it.

Didn't think I had Pat Benatar in me, did ya? I was doing a little dance with it, wiggling my shoulders and picking up my knees. I'm sure everyone thought it was "cute". I didn't care. Erin was laughing. Julie was having a ball; I was doing this one for her. I made my way back to the stage before the last verse.

        Fire awaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

And so it went for an hour or two; I lose track of time when I'm performing. There was no break tonight as usually happens. There was also no other performers tonight. That's usually the case, but sometimes others do show up. Mike teased that I chased all the others away. Yeah, right.

When I was done, I was completely spent. I walked over to to Erin and Julie, we hugged, then I left to go see Jill.

I heard Erin say, "Where's he going now?".

"Don't worry about it.", Julie answered.

I hugged Jill. I'm sure everyone got a big kick out of that, what with my head in her chest. She had shoes on with a little heel to it so she was a bit taller than usual. She introduced me to her friends. I could tell she was real proud. She was acting real important, saying things like "Don't crowd him now." Kind of like a bouncer or like she owned me.

Introductions were made and I finally got to meet Sharon. She was real cute. As in, about five feet tall give or take -- still towering over me though. She had dark red hair, auburn I guess, curly, and was wearing a jean miniskirt with a t-shirt that had "sweetheart" written on it. She was a sweetheart too.

The shirt was too small on her. In her case almost any t-shirt would be too small, because she had big bazonkas! You know, huge mammary glands. That is, she was stacked. Whoppers. Tig ole bitties. Bodacious ta-tas. (I could go on.)

As I mentioned before, I don't really care about size, but this is the sort of thing that turns heads. And as I looked around, yes, all the guys, and some gals too, were looking.

"Hi.", she said demurely.

"Hi, Sharon. Did you enjoy the show?"

"Oh yes. You were really cute. I mean good.", she said, stumbling over the last part.

I laughed. "It's ok, Sharon. I know what you mean."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it that way."

"Sharon, I said it's ok."

"Alright." She was a little embarrassed.

"Hey Jill, you wanna meet my sister?", I said as I was thinking of how much of a real sister to me Jill had become.

"Sure.", said Jill

"You come too, Sharon.", I said.

"Ok."

So we shuffled on over to the table that Julie and Erin were sharing.

I made the introductions. Erin and Jill got along great, laughing together in no time. I knew they would.

I couldn't read Julie's demeanor though. I wasn't sure how she felt about Sharon. I gave her a hug while she was sitting. I still had to pivot my neck up to look into her eyes.

Some guy showed up. He only seemed to be about five foot two or three. I was thinking, this is my world: big girls, little guys. He said, "Hey Sharon."

Sharon turned and said, "Hi, Fred." It turns out Fred is her brother. They went off for a little bit and talked. Then Sharon came back over to talk to Jill. I watched Erin look Fred over brazenly. She always did that to the handsome guys. What can I say?

If Julie and Jill weren't getting along they didn't seem like it. Of course they weren't real chummy, chummy either.

It was getting late and everyone was making to leave. Erin asked if she could come over. That way Mom and Dad wouldn't have to come get her. I looked at Julie. She gave me a big smile. That meant Erin would be spending the night. And you know that means. I couldn't wait.

We had to bring Jill home, but Jill asked if she could come over to our house instead.

Julie and I looked at each other.

"I'm not so sure that's a great idea, Jill.", I said to her.

"Please. I want to invite Sharon over too."

She was being very forward. I would find out later that it was wasn't just Jill's idea.

"I can call Mom and see if she'd let me spend the night. Sharon's brother can pick her up later. Please?"

She had those sad puppy eyes. You know the look. It was really hard to say no to her, but then Julie spoke up. "Sure, Jill. It would be nice to have you over.", she said.

There's goes tonight's threesome.

"What will Sharon's parents think? Is she old enough?", I said.

"I've spent the night at her house before. They'd let her go. Besides, she's 18."

She didn't look 18; more like 13. But with big tits.


----- Friday night shenanigans

So that's how we ended the night up at my house. Excuse me, our house. Just me and four girls. Four beautiful girls. Never in my wildest imagination ...

I was lamenting the fact that I wouldn't get to talk to Erin about this week until later. I suppose it could wait. This time I wasn't complaining.

Normally, Julie would get down to her underwear but we had formal guests. I suppose you could call it formal since Sharon was here. The rest were family.

Erin started on the wine as soon as we all got inside. Where was all this wine coming from? Julie and Sharon also partook of the spirits. We wouldn't let Jill have any though. She was upset about that.

It didn't matter, Erin and Jill went off which left Julie, Sharon and I together. We went outside to sit and talk. Sharon was doing a lot of talking. Julie was unusually silent.

"Why aren't you drinking any wine, Sam?", Sharon asked.

"I don't drink."

"Religion?"

"Size."

She giggled.

"It doesn't take much to get him smashed as small as he is.", Julie said. "But I wouldn't know. I've never seen him drink alcohol before. Not much anyway. Plus, I can get him dizzy just by picking him up.", she said teasingly.

"Do you like that, Sam?", Sharon asked.

"Uh, I guess so.", I said. I wasn't going to let on that it turns me on and so didn't want to say that too eagerly.

"Would you like a sip of my wine, Sam?"

"No."

"Aw. It would loosen you up. You look like you could use loosening up.", she said as she walked over with the glass. Why was she doing this? I relented and took a little sip. She smiled.

"Would you rather me to pick you up, Sam?", asked Julie.

"Oh, pick him up, Julie. This I gotta see."

And with that I was up in the air. Julie gave me a big old kiss. Sharon was laughing. Mr. Happy was stirring again.

"That is so cool. How tall are you guys, anyway?"

"I'm seven feet two inches and Sam's four six.", Julie answered.

"That's ... almost three feet."

"Yay, whoopee.", I said, sarcastically as Julie put me down.

"Oh, I think you two are real cute together. And you were really good tonight, Sam.", Sharon said. "I like folk music."

"Really?!", I said, instantly perking up. Kindred soul maybe? Let's see how much she knows. "Did you like my rendition of the Mary Ellen Carter?"

"I loved it. I've never heard it sung slowly like that: almost as good as Stan Rogers himself." Yep. She knows her stuff.

"Yeah, right. I'm nowhere near Stan Rogers good. Hey, you know what happened to him, with the plane crash and all that? He was a literal hero."

"You're a hero too, Sam."

"Ha. Not likely."

"You turned to and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain tonight."

My head grew three hat sizes just then. I hardly ever meet someone that is interested in me like this. Let alone who even listens and takes me seriously. And she's into folk music to boot.

She continued, "I liked your little dance you did tonight when you hopped off the stool. That took guts."

"Um, yeah, I don't know where that came from. It was just, I don't know, spontaneous, I guess. I wanted to do something special for Julie."

Julie's smile got real big. Of course, any time Julie smiled it was real big.

"Do you want to dance with me?"

"I don't dance, Sharon. Really."

"You looked pretty good tonight.", she said.

"That wasn't dancing. That was, ... I don't know what that was."

"Please?", she said as the she moved in closer. She came so close that her tits were touching my chest. I could smell her perfume and I could feel my heart beating. I finally looked up into her eyes and she kissed me.

I looked over to Julie. She was still smiling. Mr. Happy was smiling too. "Go ahead, Sam. You deserve it.", she said.

I looked back at Sharon who was smiling down at me. What else could I do? I kissed Sharon again. It was profound. This gal could kiss. Mr. Happy concurred.

We were by now, in fact, dancing -- slow dancing, or more like just moving around holding each other. But dancing nonetheless. And kissing. Oh, those kisses.

"Woo hoo!", I heard. I looked up to see Julie and Erin walking out onto the deck, hand in hand. I got the distinct impression that Jill just might be "Erinized" tonight. The two of them also started dancing.

Here we were, two couples slow dancing and there was no music playing. So Julie went inside and put some on. She came running out in her heels and almost forgot to duck under the sliding patio door nearly banging her head.

"Damn doors are too small nowadays.", she said as she came through the door.

She broke in on Sharon and I after coming back out. I love hugging Julie, but lately it was getting awkward to do this standing. Talk about a spectacle now.

"Take off that dress Julie, I want to see where Sam's head comes up.", Erin said. That figures. Julie was now in her bra and panties and everyone got a laugh at the top of my head below Julie's belly button. Then Erin ran into the house and pulled the pair of 4" heels that used to fit Julie. The two must have hidden them from me before, but Erin obviously knew where they were.

Of course, wearing the heels, she just had to butt in on Julie, and everyone got another round of uproarious laughter at my head only coming just below my sister's "boobies" while we "danced".

"Hey Erin. How about taking your shirt off so we can see where Sam's head is now?", Julie yelled out. Now things were getting out of hand.

Erin doesn't wear bras all the time; neither does Julie come to think of it. Thank God she was wearing one now. But that didn't stop her from motor-boating me again; this time her "boobies" slapping my forehead.

Julie came back over, leaned down and tried the same thing. She swung those monsters left then back and then WHAP! She knocked me over onto my side.

Everyone thought this was hilarious, except me. Sharon might have felt pity for me as she came up to me again and started another round of kissing. The kisses got deeper: we were exchanging spit at this point.

I looked over at Erin and Jill. They were kissing too. Now there was no doubt in my mind that Jill would get "Erinized" tonight.

There was more "dancing", until finally Julie came over to us and picked us up -- Sharon on one side, me on the other. She took both of us into our bedroom; like a mother carrying her little children. I noticed that Erin and Jill had already disappeared.

When we arrived, Julie took off Sharon's t-shirt. She was wearing a lacy red bra underneath. Sharon removed her skirt to reveal pink panties. Then they both started on me. I was naked in no time and then the bras and panties went flying.

I noticed when Sharon was standing next to Julie that the top of her head was well below Julie's breasts. I was comparing Sharon's tits to Julie's right then. They were definitely smaller. Smaller than Erin's too. It's just that on her small frame they looked enormous. Mr. Happy noticed too.

When Julie laid down her feet stuck out over the end of the bed. She usually slept sitting up on pillows so her feet would fit the bed. Not now.

"She looks so sexy lying there like that, Sam. Her feet are so long. And look at those great pair of legs?" Sharon took the words right out of my mouth.

Now it was Julie's turn to experience Sharon's kiss. I could see the bliss in Julie's eyes, even when they were closed. I wondered if Sharon had patented that kiss already. Sharon's mouth was so much smaller than Julie's. I wondered how my even smaller mouth felt to Julie. I eventually joined in with Sharon as she and I then kissed all over Julie's body.

"Let's suck her toes. She likes that.", I said to Sharon.

"Ooo, that sounds kinky."

"I know, let's both do one foot at the same time." I started on the outside and Sharon took the inside of Julie's foot. We met in the middle and kissed with Julie's middle toe in both of our mouths. Yes, it was that big.

We each took a leg. I bet Sharon that I could take longer to lick up my leg then she could hers.

"Nah, Julie's legs are too long. Neither of us would finish."

"Good point, Sharon."

We tried anyway.

I made sure to stop and spend extra time kissing behind Julie's knee. Sharon took the hint and did the same. Then we licked our way down the back of her thigh to her butt cheeks, at last moving around to her twat.

We both went down on Julie at the same time, fighting each other over her big clit. Julie bucked so hard we nearly went flying off the bed.

We spent a lot of time on Julie. She needed it, with all of that vast expanse of flesh to cover; and we meant to cover every square inch of it. Then it was Sharon's turn.

Julie started by standing and picking up Sharon for another kiss. Sharon had her legs wrapped around Julie's torso. I can't get this image out of my mind; it was hot. I nearly fell over in amazement. Mr. Happy could have knocked a hole in the wooden floor had I done so.

Julie bent over and laid Sharon on the bed, still embraced in a kiss. I came over on the other side and we both kissed down Sharon's front, spending lots of time on her marvelous tits.

I love how Julie gets into sucking tits. We learned that with Erin. At times she would have the lightest touch, at others, she'd be rough. Even as big as Sharon's tits were, Julie could nearly fit the whole thing into her mouth. My mouth could barely fit around Sharon's areola.

We had Sharon on her stomach when I tickled the depression at the bottom of her back, right above her butt crack with my tongue. She squealed. We rolled her over and started again on her front.

Eventually we reached the holy land and together we tag teamed Sharon's pussy. She's a screamer, just so you know. I'm sure Erin and Jill heard.

Finally, it was my turn. Sharon wound up titty-fucking me. That was the first time I came that night. It wouldn't be the last. We spent more time on each other in turn. We ended the night, or rather the morning, with me fucking Sharon and eating out Julie again.

I had truly become enamored with Sharon in just one night. And the bizarre thing was: Julie encouraged it. As I said earlier, never in my wildest dreams ...

The girls made a Sam sandwich as we fell asleep.