Barbecue Underwear Draw

I see her nearly every day and I just can't get her huge boobs out of my head, now I might have the opportunity to look over her underwear draw.

So it’s a usual nice sunny Saturday afternoon at home with the family. Nothing planned for a change so it was nice to get a text from Chris, ‘We’re having a barbecue at 4’ish you’re all welcome to pop over.’ Any excuse to be near his amazing wife Emily, so I let Michelle and the boys know that we’re all heading over there shortly. Don’t get me wrong Michelle is amazing and sexy as hell. I always used to love Michelle’s cracking handfuls and still do but since I met Emily and Chris I’ve found out that I’m not just a boob man … I’m apparently a huge boob man. Emily’s boobs are just huge and I just can’t stop thinking about them.

Somewhere around 4pm we wonder over the road and into their back garden with some wine and bear as is sort of expected. The kids all get together and run off doing whatever and us four adults relax and start chatting.

Over the next hour I do everything possible to not be caught checking out Emily’s amazing figure. She’s wearing tight blue jeans that must have been a struggle to pull up over her full thighs and hips. Her brunette hair is in the usual pony tail high up on her head. A bright red t-shit that I’m sure is the right size for her but looks like it has two massive basketballs shoved up it. It’s almost comical on her; I guess size 12 frame. They’re not like to torpedoes, you can see the weight and fullness ono them. I can clearly make out the outline of her bra, and you can see the straps digging into her shoulders as they struggle to hold them up.

Just being close to her is causing my cock to start to grow. I can’t adjust it here in front of them all. So I excuse myself to go check on the kids and to pop to the loo. I don’t need to go but it’ll give me a chance to adjust myself. I quickly wonder upstairs in their house towards the loo and I see their bedroom door is open. In an instant an idea pops into my head. No way I couldn’t … could I …