"Ben!" exclaimed his wife from behind the wall. Laura emerged carrying a Margarita in each hand. Both were in Martini glasses, with salt, limes and everything. She had obviously spent some time planning and making them for Julie and herself, and her expression showed that she was hurt by her husband's comment.
"I'm just playin'" said Ben, quickly trying to defend himself. I'm sure Ben wanted to stay in Laura's good graces if he wanted any chance of getting laid tonight. Not that I blame him at all, as Laura is hot as hell, and I understand how hard it can be to stay on a woman's good side in order to get sex. Laura set the drinks down on the coffee table and walked over to Ben and gave him a playful punch on the arm, showing him that everything was forgiven.
Laura had just quit the restaurant the three of us still work at to become a grade school teacher. So while the rest of us were dressed in jeans and an undershirt, she still had on her dressy clothes from school earlier in the day. She wore a cotton skirt that wasn't very short for obvious reasons but still showed off her nice tanned legs. She also wore a matching vest left open to reveal a very tight plain white undershirt that held tight her breasts that were huge for her skinny frame.
