The next morning the sun was streaming in the front windows across the living room where I was sleeping on the couch. I was slightly roused from my slumbers by the aroma of coffee brewing, but I thought it was just a dream until Lola sauntered into the room holding two mugs of coffee and wearing only a t-shirt. Her nipples were protruding from under the shirt and her pussy was on display. She sat down next to me and placed my mug on the coffee table in front of me.
“Sorry Daddy,” was all she said.
I looked at her and said, “Lo, what happened last night?”
She proceeded to tell me that she met up with Mr. Biggs at their designated rendezvous spot, since his wife was at home with the baby. She hopped in his car and he wasn’t in any costume.
She was surprised, but he assured her that his costume was in the trunk. He drove them to the party and pulled out his costume that fit right over his clothes. Lola suspected that it was custom made since he was already one of the largest men she had ever seen. How could it be so large as to fit even over his clothes? It was a Jabba the Hutt outfit, as he had promised, but it literally covered him from head to toe. The mouth of the costume was an opening through which he could see. Meanwhile, Lo was scantily clad in her Princess Leia slave girl outfit, exposing her tummy and also, if one gained a glimpse…