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The Dinner Party
The Dinner Party
I had a dinner party last Friday night. I expected a dry, boring affair, with lots of meaningless chit chat, and so so food. The holidays seem to produce allot of this sort of get together, and I've never understood why. I mean, why plan and execute something you know isn't going to be very much fun. I guess its a matter of checking the block for some folks; now you get to put a check in life's big score card for semi formal get togethers. I arrived on time alone, the wife wanted no part of it and I didn't feel like arguing with her so off I went solo. I made the rounds of the house and shook hands with the guys and got the usual hugs from the ladies. A drink seemed to be in order, so I managed to navigate to the bar. A drink in my hand, I found a spot of quiet on the deck to sit and let the alcohol loosen me up a bit. I lit a cigarette and sipped my jack and coke. You can usually get away with being alone on the deck for about 10 minutes at one of these things before someone shows up. I got away with about 8. I heard the door open and footsteps behind me. My back was too the door and I couldn't see who it was, so I tried to guess who it was by the footsteps and manner they came out. A woman, the sounds were of someone wearing heels. Light steps, and careful. Closed the door behind her with surety. Hmmmm, could be "Sue"(I'll call her Sue, names changed to protect the Innocent, all that stuff).
"The loner's hiding place.", Yep Sue.
Sue is sexy, I just don't think she knows it. She's 43, probably weighs about 140 pounds and is maybe 5'6". Gorgeous long brunette hair and a face that lights up when it smiles.
Sue pulled a chair up next to mine and pulled a pack of Virgina Slims from her waist pocket. Hell, I didn't know she smoked. I didn't even think she might smoke.
"Got a light?", like any gentleman would do, I lit the lady's cigarette.
"I didn't know you smoked? Thought I was the only evil one in this crowd that had the devil's habit?"
"I'm a conditional smoker.", a sly smirk led me to believe I was suppose to inquire about what conditions cause her to smoke.
"So what condition causes you to smoke?"
She hesitated for a minute, "Drinking, pissed, horny, all of the above."
Now I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but the vibe was there just below the surface. In college my nickname was "Doc", not because I was in medical school but because I was the guy everybody cried too. I became some sort of down-home therapist. Right now, I had the feeling therapy wasn't what was needed.
I became very aware of the surroundings, quiet deck, dark, nobody with us, Sue sitting right next to me and not in one of the chairs across from me. She was wearing black tonight, a knee length skirt with no stockings, a black tshirt like top with a jacket. Her nails were long and painted red, the same color as her lipstick.
My pulse was starting to increase. She looked at me calmly, smoking and occasionally taking a sip from her drink.
I tried to engage in some small talk, though it was getting very difficult to concentrate. Getting intimate with a woman, who's husband is maybe 30 feet away on someone's deck is probably not the smartest thing in the world to do. After smoking 2 cigarettes I tried to excuse myself.
She stood with me,"Maybe I'll see you later tonight. I hope your sticking around."
I had originally intended to leave shortly but told her I would be here for awhile. We both walked back into the house and parted ways, me toward the bar and her toward a group of women chatting and laughing. I watched her walk. She was sexy, her legs were gorgeous and her hips swayed invitingly. Control, I muttered to myself, control.
I made the rounds of the rooms again, talking about football,NASCAR, and the war. I just retired from the Army, so people always want to ask about things military, like I have some inside line at the Pentagon. The bathroom beckoned, so I headed "Up the stairs, third door on the right."
I stood at the bathroom counter for a minute and looked at myself in the mirror. The door opened abruptly, and in walked Sue. She casually closed the door and turned the lock. I could smell her, and I liked it. She smelled of perfume and musk. My pulse was out of control and my cock hardened in about half a second.
She didn't say a word, she just walked straight to me and kissed me. Her lips sent a jolt of energy through me. I felt the kiss throughout my body. My hands took on a life of their own. Her smell, her taste, her warmth was like a drug, and I wanted more of it; I wanted to drown in it.
I pulled up her shirt and held her breasts, her hands pulled at my belt and pants. She finally pulled away and knelt down, deftly undoing my belt , button and zipper. Her hands pulled down my underwear and grasped my cock. I grabbed the counter and towel rack for support. I felt weak in the knees as her mouth slid over me. Her mouth was hot as it slid down the length of me. Hands fondled me, I felt like I would pass out from the sheer pleasure of it.
I reached down and pulled her up, and knelt down. I pulled her skirt up and pulled down her panties. I was now out of control. I couldn't stop if I wanted to. Nature was in charge, and nature always wins these things. I pushed her up onto the counter and pulled her legs apart. Planting my face between her thighs, I paused. The smell was intoxicating. No one can replicate the smell, it only can be found in one place, and the place was right here between the velvety thighs of a woman .I licked her clit and pulled at her labial lips with mine. Her hands pushed my face deeper into her. My tongue went into her and her taste made me mad with desire.
I stood, and pushed my hips between her thighs. She reached down and guided me into her. I thrust slowly, relishing every second. She bit her lower lip and grabbed the edge of the counter, knuckles turning white with exertion. I thrust harder and harder, feeling the inevitable coming but wanting to draw it out. I couldn't stop, I couldn't slow down. She grabbed my arms hard and started to shudder and shake. A low sound, a groaning came from her closed mouth. I couldn't hold off any longer, I orgasmed so hard I thought I would black out. I couldn't breathe for the length of the time I came. Finally it was over. I opened my eyes and saw her with tears in her eyes. Worried something was wrong I asked, but she said she was fine with a funny grin on her face.
I pulled out of her, and backed away to give her some room. She stood on shaky legs and kissed me lightly. She pulled up her panties and tucked her shirt back in. Reaching up she grabbed a washcloth from a shelf and ran hot water onto it. Gently she washed me off and ended it with a gentle kiss on still swollen head. I pulled up my pants and underwear, tucked my shirt back in and wonder what to do next.
Sue looked into my eyes and said a quiet,"Thank You", she unlocked the door and walked out. Luckily no one was standing outside the door.
I think of Sue differently now. Sue is sexy, I wonder if she knows it?