Weeks later, when the date of her appointment at the fertility clinic was looming closer, Brittany knew she would have to discuss it with Dave. She thought long and hard about how to go about it; agonizing over the guilt of not telling him straight away, she finally settled on a plan. She still felt guilty about the way she had manipulated Dave into not coming on this trip to the doctor’s, but she also knew that it would be a lot less stressful having Lisa with her. Lisa was fine in the city; in fact, she seemed to thrive on the energy of the place. Brittany had to admit that she too couldn’t understand why Dave was always so stressed there and why he worried about the things he did.
Dave’s process, when it came to the city, was simple. Get in, get it done and get out as fast as possible, don’t loiter to look at things and don’t talk to anybody. Brittany liked to have a look around the place, not necessarily shopping as such, but she did like to people-watch and see what was new. That was something that never happened with Dave. If she did manage to get him to stay for a while, he ended up driving her crazy and they would both go home miserable.
Brittany was surprised this time just how easy it was to get Dave to agree that Lisa and she would be fine together. Admittedly she had just given him the blow job of a lifetime, one in which she finally got to taste his cum, with the promise of another in the morning so they would have a sample to take to the appointment, and that meant Dave was pretty open to suggestion right at that moment. Even the next day, though, he was still okay with it, although he did insist on sitting them both down and making them promise to not go to any of the places he thought were dangerous. They both sat there like well behaved little girls and tried not to laugh at him as he gave them the talk. Lisa found it very difficult to keep her mouth shut, but because it was for Brittany, she was prepared to behave, at least temporarily. Neither of them could take him all that seriously though as he stumbled over his words and was obviously in the afterglow of his second blow job in under twenty-four hours.
After he left for work, they both were laughing at how protective he was. They got into Lisa’s car for the simple reason that it was bigger and Lisa preferred to be able to see where she was going in traffic.
“Naww, Britt, he’s so cute when he’s just cum.”
“I know, right? It’s almost like he’s drunk on it.”
“Oh, I guess I shouldn’t pick on him too much, but it is funny. Have you got his little bottle of swimmers?”
Brittany tapped the small sample jar she had wedged down into her cleavage.
“Right here. Gotta keep them warm, you know.”
Lisa laughed at where Brittany had stowed the bottle.
“I bet it’s not the first time he’s left a load between your titties.”
Brittany blushed but never wanted to let Lisa get the better of her.
“Just a shame it’s in the bottle.”
They both were still giggling as they got into the car and drove off. The banter about Brittany having Dave’s cum between her breasts continued, so as a joke Brittany took out the bottle and held it against Lisa’s face for a moment. Lisa, who was looking where she was driving looked a bit confused.
“What are you doing?”
“Oh my God, Lisa, you have my husband’s cum on your face.”
They both roared with laughter as Brittany tucked the bottle back in between her breasts.
Lisa was nearly in tears when she started beckoning to Brittany.
“Pass it here.”
Brittany pulled it out from between her breasts again and handed it to Lisa.
“Ooh, it’s nice and warm.”
“Yeah, it needs to stay warm so don’t let it get cold or this will be for nothing.”
“Oh, it’ll stay warm.”
She smirked then put the small bottle into her mouth. And turned to Brittany with a surprised look on her face. Brittany was in hysterics but not so bad she couldn’t get the phone camera going.
“Do it again, Lisa, I want to get a photo of it.”
Never one to back down, Lisa popped the bottle back in her mouth and pulled the same surprised face as before. Brittany took the photo, typed a quick message to Dave, then sent the message.
“Did you just send that to Dave?”
“Sure did. I said OMG Dave you got your cum in Lisa’s mouth.”
They both burst out laughing but not nearly as hard as they did when they read Dave’s reply.
WTF????
Lisa put the bottle between her breasts then adjusted her shirt and bra so they just barely covered her nipples.
“Take another one.”
Brittany happily took another photo then when Lisa wasn’t expecting it Brittany tugged Lisa’s shirt just enough for her nipple to pop out. Before Lisa could even respond, she took another photo.
Lisa squealed and swerved a bit on the road as she tried to conceal her nipple again.
“Are you right there?”
“I’m fine now. I’ve got one for my own personal collection.”
“Shit, honey, if you want photos just ask. I’m happy to share.”
They were both still laughing, but Brittany was trying to decide whether or not to send Dave the nipple-less shot or not.
“What did he say?”
“I haven’t sent it yet.”
“Why not?”
“I will just hang on.”
Brittany loaded up the photo and typed a new message: All over her tits too Dave. She hovered for a second then hit the send button.
Dave replied literally seconds later, as though he had been waiting. Wow. Looks like you girls are having a great time.
Brittany responded: It’s always fun with Lisa.
“What did he say?” Lisa asked impatiently.
“He said it looks like we’re having fun.”
“What? Is that all? He gets to look at my titties and all I get is ‘it looks like you’re having fun’?”
“I only sent him the first one.”
“What the hell for? You have a photo of my nipple and you don’t show your husband? Come on, Britt, send him the other one.”
“Really?”
“Sure. Why not? I want to know what he thinks.”
“Wouldn’t Rob mind?”
“I’ll just send him one of yours then we will be even.”
Brittany hadn’t considered that possibility and at first, she thought ‘no way’ but then the more she thought about it the more excited she got by the idea. So before she could back out, she opened the photo and hit send.
They both sat there waiting for a response and at first, Brittany was starting to think he hadn’t got the message. Then she worried that he had got the message and that he was freaking out. She was just starting to really worry that she had fucked up when she got the response.
Holy fuck! I wish I had come on that road trip.
Brittany read it out loud with relief to Lisa, who held up the sample jar.
“He did cum on this trip.”
They both cracked up laughing and Brittany sent Dave a message telling him what Lisa had said. There was another gap while they waited for Dave’s reply. Brittany was having a great time and she wanted to keep it going. It was that or stress about what would be happening later. Her phone buzzed again.
Sounds like you two are having a great old time. I’m glad Lisa is there with you. I think you need this. Oh, by the way, I had to go into the toilets at work so I could get a better look at that photo. Lol.
Brittany began imagining Dave standing in the toilets with a hard-on looking at Lisa’s tits and although there was a slight pang of jealousy, it wasn’t because he was looking at Lisa, it was because she wasn’t there to take care of his cock.
She told Lisa what he had said and Lisa grinned.
“That is pretty fucking hot. Here, take another picture to send to him.”
She lifted up her skirt, scooted forward a little on the seat and placed the bottle between her thighs. Brittany was laughing but when she leaned forward to take the picture she could see that Lisa wasn’t wearing any panties. Her husband’s cum was pressed up against her best friend’s pussy and the thought of that had her practically salivating. Not that she particularly wanted Dave to fuck Lisa, but this was literally as close as it got without doing the deed and besides she hadn’t been able to get the thought out of her head since the night she spoke of having others cum on her. This was kind of like the opposite, but she found it nearly as exciting.
Brittany took a photo then looked at it. She was really happy with how well it came out considering they were in a moving car and it was just a phone camera. You could clearly make out Dave’s cum and also the fact that Lisa had no panties or pubes. On closer inspection, she could even make out the little ring in Lisa’s clit hood.
She decided she should show this one to Lisa before she sent it to Dave. Lisa took a quick glance and then had to do a double-take.
“Oh fuck, you can see everything except my pussy hole.”
“I know. It’s fucking hot, isn’t it?”
Brittany could feel her cheeks flushing with excitement and she couldn’t believe how much this was turning her on. Lisa gave her a steady look as though gauging Brittany’s response to see how real it was. Brittany’s panties could testify to how real it was. She was becoming soaked. Looking at Lisa’s pussy and Dave’s cum together was driving her wild, and when she had the sudden mental image of cleaning Dave’s cum off Lisa’s pussy with her tongue, she practically gushed into her panties.
“You’re really getting off on this, aren’t you?”
“Well yeah, I am. It’s exciting.”
Lisa cracked a huge smile.
“Good, because I am too. Just remember this goes both ways. I’ll be doing the same for Rob.”
Brittany felt nervous at the thought of Rob seeing her tits for the first time, but she couldn’t deny just how wet she was getting at the thought of it. She took the sample bottle back off Lisa and placed it back in her cleavage. She then pulled the front of her shirt down over her bra and scooped her tits out of her bra, being careful to keep the bottle squeezed tight between them. She then did her best to support it all with one arm and take a selfie with her other hand. When she looked at the photo, she was pleased to see just how hard her nipples were. She sat there for a moment thinking about what to say.
“No chickening out, Britt.”
“I wasn’t going to, just thinking about what to say. I don’t want him to think I’m doing this behind your back.”
Lisa fished her own phone out and handed it to Brittany.
“Open a message to Rob and just say, ‘Brittany is about to send you a photo. Enjoy.’”
Brittany did this and added a kissy face emoji then pressed send. Several seconds later a return message appeared but it was just a confused face emoji. She then went back to her own phone and brought up his number. She opened a text message, added the photo and the following message: Oops, looks like Dave cum on my tits this morning.
She hovered for a full ten seconds before realising that she knew all along that she was going to send the message and hit the send button.
Lisa’s phone pinged as a message came through then shortly after so did hers. She looked at Lisa.
“Well come on, Britt, don’t keep me waiting. What did he say?”
Brittany opened Lisa’s phone and had to read the message twice before she could read it out loud.
Wow babe, I suspected Brittany had nice tits but damn. Dave’s a lucky bugger. Looks like you two are having a good day.
She half expected Lisa to be angry when she read it out, but she just laughed.
“Tell him this. ‘I told you she had nice tits. We’re having a very nice day so far thanks.’”
“You told him I have nice tits?”
“Of course I did, you do.”
Brittany couldn’t help but smile.
“I always admired yours because they are so perky. Mine aren’t nearly as nice as yours.”
“Are you kidding? They’re full and sexy and your nipples are quite frankly fucking delicious.”
Brittany laughed as though Lisa had made a joke but on the inside, she was quite delighted with her friend’s observations.
They continued to chat and tease most of the way to the city and they never touched on anything too serious but by the time they were getting close to the hospital where Brittany’s doctor worked from they had both gone quiet. Brittany was scared that they would find something wrong but at the same time scared they wouldn’t and there would be no answer. Lisa could feel Brittany’s tension and didn’t want to upset her.
They arrived with plenty of time for Brittany’s appointment and although it was one of the first ones for the day they still had to sit in the waiting room for half an hour. Brittany had become quite nervous now that it was down to it and Lisa was doing her best to take the stress off her by making predictions about why each of the other patients was in the room, listing off all the bizarre venereal and tropical diseases she could think of and even making a few up. Brittany was almost crying from trying not to laugh out loud by the time the doctor mercifully called her name.