Lily takes a deep breath and walks out to the deck, seeing the three of them hurriedly setting the outdoor table with paper plates and passing around the large frozen pitcher of margaritas. Ben starts to pour his glass when he sees Lily’s less than proper fitting bikini bottoms. He keeps pouring as Lily leans over to give Tom a kiss on the cheek, Ben’s glass overflowing with sticky frozen margarita. “Something distracting you bud?” Tom asks as his hand playfully swats his fit wifes exposed cheeks. “Um well I guess something unexpected may have caught my eye.” Ben admits as he cleans up his spilled drink.
Tom pulls the perfectly cooked cheesburgers and hot dogs off the grille, putting the plate down in the middle of the table, noticing that Liz not to be out done, had pulled the top of her low cut swimsuit over as far as possible, almost showing a hint of her dark nipples. Tom’s eyes are glued to Liz’s large breasts as they start to eat. Liz “accidentally” lets some of her margarita slip off her lips, sliding between her supple tits as she giggles. “Oh hell” Liz says playfully as she looks at Lily with a devilish smile. Lily smiles back and leans over, licking the drink from between her best friends breasts, the guys watching attently as their wives suddenly act like drunk sorority girls. “Thanks hun” Liz says as Lily pulls her head away from Liz’s chest.