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Company Christmas Party

By: Art



It was time for the annual company Christmas party. Debbie, my wife of a number of years didn't want to go. Nothing new there. She hated the company I worked for and, I had to assume, everyone there. There was never any reason that made any sense, she just said the hated the place. I was going none the less. I liked the lot of them and since I spent about half of my time awake five days a week with them, I felt like partying with them. She could stay home if she wanted to, but I was going.

I got to the party a little late, but then so did a few of the others. I met Paula getting out of her car in the parking lot. Another late arriver. She was dressed to kill; a short dark green knit dress, dark stockings, and green heels. The heels were at least three inch ones, regular "catch-me-fuck-me" pumps. The upper part of her dress was hidden by her jacket, and I couldn't wait to see her with that jacket off. I just love women in those knit dresses! Talk about form fitting. There just isn't anything sexier.

"You're getting here a little late too huh?" I said as she was getting out of her car.

"Yes," she said, "I had a few things to get done before I could come."

Come? Must be nice. Hell, I wasn't even breathing hard. Debbie hadn't felt like sex much lately. "At least you made it." I was happy to see her. Of the women I worked with, she was one of the friendliest, and the one I confided in when things didn't go well, both at work and at home. She was also about the sexiest.

"I see your wife didn't come to this shindig, unless you two came in separate cars."

"No, I had to come alone. Same old excuse, hates the company and all. No date tonight?" She was single and dated quite a bit, but the rumor was that she went through so many men as she simply wore them out after about two weeks.

"Nope, no hot date tonight. I just broke up with the last one Monday."

"Sorry to hear that." I said as we started to walk into the banquet hall together.

"Aw that's alright." she said. "He didn't' work out. That's the way it goes. I'm looking for a keeper, and he wasn't it. You might say I just threw that fish back into the pond. He was also hung like a horse and I'm not a mare."

"Too big was a problem?"

"It is for me. I'm not that big. It just hurt more than felt good. Besides, he was a lousy lover."

"Bummer."

We went in and found a table to share. This table was off in an almost dark corner. There was just enough light to see to eat. Paula slipped her jacket off and hung it over the back of her chair. This dress was nothing short of spectacular! Sleeveless, low cut in the front and somewhat in the back. It clung to her like a fine leather glove. I felt a stirring in my crotch just looking at her.

The dinner that came with this deal was served about ten minutes later. "Looks like we got here in the nick of time." she said.

"I would have hated to miss it, I am starving!"

"At least it isn't being made by the same airline-flying-food company that runs our cafeterias."

She had a point. We ate and talked some. When the dishes were cleared away, we got up to get a drink and mingle. There were about a hundred people here for this event, we both wanted to go and see a few other friends.

It was almost an hour later that we both arrived back at the table. We had consumed a few drinks and danced with a few friends and just wanted to sit down for a while. "Having fun?" I asked her as she sat down.

"Yea, a great time. I love these sort of things."

"This is a dark little corner, I wonder what all you could get away with if you had a date with you back here."

"You could probably just about screw back here and no one would be able to see you."

The band started a slow song. Just the kind to hold your partner close. "Would you like to dance?" I asked her.

"That sounds nice. I have danced with a few of the guys tonight, but not you. Too bad your wife didn't come, she could have had a great time."

"Probably, but she never will." Out on the dance floor she moved in close to me and I put my arm around her. I couldn't detect a bra across her back and began to wonder if she had one on. She was small breasted, and sometimes didn't even wear one to work. On the days she didn't, I got hard just knowing she didn't. There was something about her that I found very erotic. As we danced she snuggled in closer and I could feel her stiff nipples poking at my chest through that dress and my shirt. I loved it and was getting hard just dancing with her and feeling her nipples poking me. Towards the end of the song we were dancing close enough that I had one foot in between hers. She must have been feeling the drinks, as she pushed her pelvis up against mine. There wasn't any way she could not have felt my hard-on. I slid my hand down her back - no bra strap. No wonder her nipples were sticking out so far. We turned so that her back was to the wall, and I slid my hand down over her shapely little ass and gently squeezed it. She must have had thong undies on as it felt like there was nothing over that shapely little bottom but the dress. This little bit of knowledge only made me harder.

"Damn," she whispered in my ear, "Your wife is really going to get it when you get home! Lucky her."

"I wouldn't bet on it. Debbie hasn't been into sex much lately. She seems to have one excuse after another. There are days when I don't even bother to ask. I will probably just have to take care myself when I get home."

"If it makes you feel any better, I won't be getting any tonight either. I will probably just have to jill off and think about you. You won't mind if I think of you while I do that will you?" she asked with a slight chuckle.

"Not at all. I will certainly be thinking of you as I get myself off, but we could fix it so neither of us has to just think of the other."

"I don't know. I think your wife would be a little ticked off if she found out that you balled me tonight."

"So try not to tell her; I could forget to mention it easily enough."

"You know, I just might not mention it to her, but then I don't know her anyway. I need a little something nice and hard and warm inside me tonight. If she doesn't want you, what the hell; I do!"

"Good, because I sure as hell wouldn't mind getting into your pants tonight. I am so horney I could just about do you right there at the table."

"After this dance and feeling what you have hidden in you pants and you grabbing my ass, I could almost go for that idea. This thing goes until midnight. How about we just make our excuses and leave about ten thirty and go over to my place? We leave a few minutes apart and now one will suspect a thing."

"That works." I knew where she lived. I had never been there, but the house was visible from the road I took to work.

"Good. That gives us time to screw ourselves silly and still have you get home about the right time."

"I like the way you think!"

"I'm getting all wet just thinking about it."

I was certainly hard thinking about it. I could feel some pre-come leaking out the end of my cock as we talked. The song ended and we parted. We mixed with the others again and didn't see much of each other until we were ready to go. She left first; about 10:20. I left about ten minutes later. It was just a short drive over to Paula's house.

I arrived at her front door and rang the bell. She answered the door in that same stunning dress and heels. "You sure look great tonight Paula." I told her as I walked into her house.

"Thank you." She led me over to the couch. "Want something to drink?"

"Sure. Whatever you are having."

"Scotch on the rocks."

"That sounds nice."

She brought the drinks over and set them on the coffee table. As she sat down I put my arm around her and drew here near me to kiss her. Within minutes we were laying on the couch kissing and caressing each other. "I really have to confess," I said breaking the kiss, "I have really had the hots for you for some time. The days when you don't wear a bra to work just drives me nuts."

"Why didn't you ever say something? I was always fond of you, but since you are married I thought you would never have anything to do with me. There are times when I get myself off thinking of what it would be like to be with you."

"I guess for the same reason that you thought I wouldn't have anything to do with you. I'm married so I thought you would have never touched me."

"Oh Christ. It's hard to believe the games we play sometimes. Lets get our clothes off and make up for a little lost time while we still have the time." She got up and never took her eyes off me while she slipped that dress down over her shoulders and slid it down her chest. First her small but highly erotic breasts appeared, capped by two long and very erect nipples; no bra. The dress slid lower, revealing her slender sexy body. Further down it traveled, revealing her full dark bush. She wasn't wearing any panties! No wonder her ass felt so good when I had squeezed it on the dance floor. By now my cock was straining to be free of my pants. She pushed the dress down the rest of the way. The stockings were thigh-highs. 

That dress hit the floor, and when she stood up if she had touched my cock I would have come. It's surprising how you can work with a woman day in and day out and not know how incredibly sexy she can be with no clothes on. She had never dressed in a way that showed off her hot body. Fact of the matter was, she just dressed like Ms. Average at work. There she stood with nothing on but the dark stocking and those green heels. "Now let's see what you have been hiding from me." she said as she sat on the edge of the couch.

I really didn't know how to strip for a woman and make it sexy. I wasn't about to try an imitate a Chippendale for her. I just didn't have the build for it. I just took my clothes off and stared at her incredible body as I did it. When I was naked I sat on the couch next to her and again put an arm around her. Her skin was so warm and smooth. My other hand went to her chest and gently cupped one of her breasts as I drew her closer to me. Her breasts were so firm and sexy I couldn't help but lean over and take one of those long nipples into my mouth and suck on it. As I sucked on the nipple I felt her warm hand wrap around my very stiff cock and begin to stroke it slowly. Her hand moved from the head leaking pre-come all the way to the base and back up.

"Hey buddy!" she said, "Wanna blow job?"

"You serious?"

"Not till you come, I want that inside me, but I would like to suck on you a little. Stand up here in front of me."

I stood up and did as she asked. As I moved in front of her, my cock was standing up like a flag pole in front of her face. Paula gave it a few strokes with her hand as she admired it, then began licking the head. She licked all around the sensitive head, then up and down the underside of the shaft before she took the head all the way into her hot mouth. She moved the head in and out of her mouth a few times, then started taking more and more of the shaft into her mouth as her head moved back and forth. She really knew what a blow job was all about! One hand was moving up and down the shaft in time with her mouth, and the other was very gently massaging my come filled balls. I was really surprised when she was getting half of me into her mouth, but she kept working on it and it wasn't long before I could feel the tip hitting the back of her throat! This was incredible. "That feels so good." I moaned. She stopped taking quite so much of it into her mouth, but started going faster. I could feel her tongue working on the underside of the head as it came almost out of her mouth. The head of my cock start to swell as I started to get close to coming. I was just about to say something about that when she took it out of her mouth.

"Lie down on the couch." she said. "I want this wonderful cock inside me and I want to ride you. Besides, I think you were going to come if I kept that up much longer."

"I was getting pretty close. You really do that well."

I thought I must have died and gone to heaven. I lay on the couch and watched her position herself over my cock. She took it in one hand and held it straight up and aimed it at her sex as she lowered herself down onto it. She was so wet and ready that she was able to sink it all the way into herself in one slow delicious downstroke. I felt her puffy outer lips come in contact with the base of my cock and the very tip of it touch her cervix. I put my hands on her hips as she began to move up and down on me. "You feel incredible, and you are so tight."

"You make me feel pretty good too. What a fit! I can take all of you inside me without getting hurt and it hits all the right places." She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as she slowly rode up and down on my cock.

What a view I had of her body as she slowly rode me. She was leaning back a little and as she lifted up I could see her swollen clit peaking out of its hood. I could also see my wet shaft going in and out of her; coming out until just the head was still inside her and then disappearing completely as she lowered herself down on it. Her hands were on her breast pinching and pulling on her nipples. Those dark stocking and the heels were just the finishing touch. This was like being fucked by one of those centerfold models that you only get to see in a magazine. If I had ever asked my wife to do something like this she would have thought I was some kind of pervert.

"Oh God this feels good." she moaned. "So fucking good. I could just ride you like this all night."

It was quit a few minutes until either of us said anything again. We were too lost in the feeling to say anything.

"How about you having me on the bottom and let's have a nice hard fuck?" she said as she got off me.

I got up and she lay on the couch now. I moved between her sexy legs and before I could reach for my cock to aim it, her hand wrapped around it and did that for me. Again I slid all the way into her on the first stroke. I lay on her now and nuzzled her neck as I began to move in and out of her again. Her hard nipples poking my chest felt terrific.

"Harder." she moaned. "I want you to really fuck me nice and hard."

"I won't last long doing that."

"I won't last long anyway! I want to get off really good. I want to have a screaming good come, and you really fucking me will do that."

I knew mine was going to be a good one, I could just feel it. I started to pound away hard and fast into her now. She wrapped her legs around my back, tilting her pelvis up so I went all the way into her. She was so wet that we were making wet squishy sounds as our bodies met with each stroke. "Oh God, I'm about ready to come." I moaned into her neck.

"Come for me. As soon as you start pumping come into me, I know it's going to set me off."

"Oh God...I'm coming!...I'm coming!!" I groaned in her ear. I felt the first of my come start deep inside me and rush up my cock and deep into her. True to her word, Paula started to come as the first of my come entered her. She groaned as it started and the feeling of her coming, her moans, her body jerking and spasming, only served to make mine last longer. I thought I had pumped a gallon of my come into her by the time it was over. I had filled her to overflowing. A combination of my come and hers was now leaking out of her and running down her ass as we lay there trying to get our breath back.

A little later we got cleaned up and I got dressed. It was tough to have to leave her and go home.

"You know," she said as I was about to leave, "we ought to find a way to get together for a little sex at work."

"The place certainly is big enough. We will have to give that some serious thought." It would make going to work a whole lot more fun.

Fifteen minutes after leaving Paula's place I was home.

"Did you have a nice time?" my wife asked as I came in the door.

"I had a ball."

By Art, Copyright (C) 1996, All rights reserved.

Company Christmas Party



"We'll just pick you up at your apartment at 7:30," the woman's voice on the phone instructed me, "And that's all there is to it, Tonia!"

"OK," I chuckled, "See you then."

The woman on the phone was Ruth, the wife of my boss, Dick. I guess Dick had said something to her about the mood I've been in at work lately and that I said I was going to get really wiped out at our party tonight. Ruth said she was concerned about me driving. They live about three miles from me so it wasn't going to be too far out of their way.

The office staff had dwindled all afternoon. When Ruth called at a little after four, I was the only one left. I knew I'd have to work until five because there was a possibility that someone from our largest customer's office might call and my boss didn't want to make a big deal about us closing early. He knew I could handle anything that came up.

I sat at my desk, daydreaming about the dress I'd found on the Internet. The black dress looks almost like a slip. It has spaghetti straps that criss-cross in the back, which is bare from the waist up. It's at least three inches above my knees and has a short slit up each side. I can't wear a bra under it so the firm nipples on my smallish breasts, become very noticeable. Dick calls me a brat because I love to tease him by wearing short skirts or something else, sexy, to work. I know the other men watch me too, but he's so much fun to tease. I still wasn't sure if I had enough nerve to wear the dress, though.

Time flew by and soon I was looking at myself in the full length mirror in my bedroom, "I don't know if you should wear this..." I kept turning around and looking at how naughty my little 95 pound, five foot two and a half inch body looked in this silky dress.

It was too late to change. The doorbell rang and I scampered down the hall and opened it. "Just need to grab a jacket and my coat," I turned quickly.

"Wait a minute!" Dick called out. "Let me see what you are wearing."

"What?" I stopped and looked at him. "Oh, this?" I let have a good look.

"Oh, my God!" Dick's voice cracked, "You must be planning on getting raped tonight!"

"You like the way I look?" I turned around quickly.

"You may not make it out of your apartment!" He teased, moving towards me.

I laughed and moved away before he could grab me. I slipped on a black blazer and then my black trench coat. Dick grabbed me and kissed me hard. "We've got to go," I reminded him.

"Too bad," he fixed the obvious bulge in his pants.

The party was in a separate room at a nice restaurant. For some reason, Ruth wouldn't leave my side and I sat next to her and Dick through the whole festivities. I had consulted Ruth on the gift that we were all giving to Dick and she seemed truly interested in me and my life. Dick always said he didn't talk shop at home, but she asked me some questions that indicated otherwise.

I made a little presentation when I handed Dick the gift and he reached down and grabbed my butt while no one could see. 

He liked the gift and made a little speech about the company and our division. 

Soon it was ten-thirty, and a group had decided to go to Dick and Ruth's for some more drinking and whatever. When we left the restaurant, I told them that they could drop me off at home. "No way," Ruth chimed in. "I've heard you're a good cook and I can use your help with some snacks."

At their house, I was a real help. Ruth had some wings to bake and I mixed up a cheese spread as well as fixed some other stuff she had too. I guess this was all planned, but last year I was sick and didn't go. No one had mentioned this part this year, though.

Many of the people remarked how good the food was and I took credit where due. Ruth seemed to be always near by and praising me for my help.

I kept my blazer on all night and no one other than Dick had seen the full effect, so to speak, of the dress. I had been teased about how short it was and that I had to stay close to the boss, and his wife, so I'd be safe.

I started loading the dishwasher, and cleaning up, as the group grew smaller and the food disappeared. What a wonderful wife I could be. Soon, only a few hard core drinkers were left. At two o'clock, it was down to Steve, his wife Marcy, Dick, Ruth and I, sitting at the dining room table. Steve seemed drunk and that was confirmed when, in front of everyone, he spurted out, "Tonia," the slurring was almost typical, "You are one sexy looking fuck!"

"Right!," I stood up, "You are drunk and it's time for me to get home."

"Now wait a minute," Steve got up, came around the table and grabbed me, "I want to see that jacket come off!"

"No, I don't think so," I worked to remove his hands from my wrists. "It's time to leave."

"It's too sexy for you." Dick informed Steve.

"What the..." I looked at Dick, "Thanks for the help!"

"What does it look like?" Ruth smiled. "I hear that you are a little sex kitten at work anyway. I'd like to the rest of it too!"

"If I take it off," I bargained, "Will you take me home?"

"Sure," Ruth smiled. "It must be naughty."

Steve released me and stepped back a step or two. I slipped the blazer back a little on my shoulders to wolf whistles from Steve.

"Ok, that's enough," I stopped.

"You said you'd take it off," Ruth chimed in.

"Yea!" Steve added, "That's what you said."

So I slipped it off and turned around quickly to whistles and cat calls. Steve was mumbling something about riding someone's cock.

Suddenly the light went off and a pair of large hands were grabbing at my breasts and I could see Dick and Steve in front of me.

"No!" I cried out and then was shoved back against the wall and a hungry mouth engulfed mine. I saw Marcy, Steve and Ruth go into the living room. Ruth turned of those lights too.

Now Dick pressed his full body against me and, with the moonlight, I saw Marcy and Steve going into a passionate grasp.

Dick's fingers teased my nipples and I knew I was hot. I gasped for breaths when ever his mouth allowed it and he ground his crotch into mine.

"I think you need a good fucking!" he told me.

"I have got to get home," I protested, but knew I was starting to like this.

I caught a glimpse of the activity in the living room. Steve was naked and the two women were down to their panties. They were all on the floor and Steve was ready to nail them.

Dick said some words that I didn't hear and then a hand slipped up my short dress and I instinctively parted my thighs. "You are hot and wet," I heard him say. "You are ready for a good fucking! I'm just the guy to do it, too!"

With that, he dropped to his knees, lifted my dress and pulled down my panties. I go to the tanner often so I'm sporting a nice tan and wasn't wearing nylons. I know I gasped when his fingers teased the lips of my pussy. My fingers seemed to move to his head and slip through his hair. I groaned as he leaned to kiss my wetness.

His tongue flicked the fleshy folds of my pussy and then darted against the back of the opening. 

"Oh, Dick!" I gasped, pulling his face tighter to me.

Then his mouth moved around and he found my clit. I know I moaned loudly when he took it between his lips and sucked on it.

I squirmed against the wall when he shoved at least two fingers into my opening. I found myself working with him, my pussy fucking his fingers while he sucked on my clit.

My breathing was shallow and quick, My 42 year old boss between my 29 year old thighs giving me some very good oral sex. God, I loved it!

I couldn't believe how horny I was! I wanted him so bad, I clinched my teeth with the impending score.

Just then, he stopped and moved his face up to mine. He gave me a taste of my own pussy as his tongue passed my lips.

What was he doing? Anyone could tell I was ready for a good fuck! "Don't stop now," I sounded like I was begging, "Please don't stop now!"

"You are a horny little bitch, aren't you?" He teased

"Call me anything you want," I gasped, my fingers slipped down to my clit, "I just need to get off!"

"You sexy slut!" Dick grabbed me by the shoulders and moved me around the corner to the kitchen. "I'll fuck you, slut!"

My breathing was more like gasps and I grabbed at the bulge in his pants and plunged my tongue into his mouth, "Fuck me!" I pleaded, "Fuck me!"

Dick quickly opened his pants, letting them drop to the floor. I shoved down the waistband of his boxer shorts and squeezed his erection. "Like that?" he taunted me, "You really want that?"

"God! You know I do!" I jerked on the long shaft.

He turned me around and pushed my face to the counter. He parted my thighs and rammed his hard cock into my soggy pussy. "I'm going to fuck you now, slut! Just like I'm going to do in the office each week!" You are my sex slave!"

I didn't care about anything except getting off, right now and started moving back and forth with his thrusts. God how good it felt to have his cock in me. With his hands on my hips, I felt like I was being pulled back from the edge of the kitchen cabinets. This left a space in front of me as he hammered into my hips.

I know he whispered some more dirty words and I probably said some too, but I was shocked when I felt something against my clit.

I was just going to start rubbing it, in case Dick went too soon, when a hand moved mine away.

I finally lifted my face enough to see Ruth sitting on the floor. She started kissing and sucking my clit!

"Oh, God!" I gasped, not sure how I felt about this, my hands moved to push her away.

"Just let go," Ruth's soft voice instructed me, her hands pushing mine away. "Just let go."

Then Dick grabbed my wrists and held them against the sides of my hips while he gave me some very hard, very deep thrusts, saying, "Get her Ruth! She's is ours!"

I was going quickly now, Dick's breath and words told me he was ready and Ruth's fingers now were flicking my pussy lips around her husband's plunging cock. She did wonderful things to my clit, teasing it and tormenting my sweet little body into submission.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Dick nearly crushed Ruth as he shot off his load.

I was at the edge and finally went over when Dick leaned back a little and shoved his thumb up my ass.

My muscles tightened, my voice scratchy and broken. My throat dry and my wetness bathing Ruth's face. 

I know Ruth had to get a face full as I really came hard. 

I was just catching my breath when Ruth got out from under me and said, "Come with me."

I had no idea why she was leading me upstairs and didn't care. My head was still pounding from my release and I was grateful.

"Come in here," Ruth directed me to the master bedroom and a king size bed. "Lets have some more fun," she guided me to the bed.

Shock was setting in. It was becoming clear what she wanted.

"You still have your sexy little dress on," she started pulling it up and over my head. "Here." She kissed me, "Taste your orgasm!"

I didn't taste much but we were soon lying on the bed and she guided my face to her tits. Ruth's are larger than mine and I guess I liked the softness of hers. Mine are rather small and very firm. I almost never wear a bra. If Ruth went bra-less, you'd know it by the jiggle.

I just closed my eyes and did to hers what I like done to mine. She quickly moaned and groaned. She slipped a hand down between her legs and was fingering herself.

I slid a hand down to assist and she cried out, "Oh, yes! Tonia! Yes!"

I like being appreciated. My fingers darted around her pussy and finally found her clit.

"Oh!" she gasped as I uncovered the little hard spot. "Oh! Tonia!"

Both her hands were on my head now and I felt she was directing me to move lower. I did, stopping for a moment at her belly button and then to her wetness.

"Please? Tonia, please?" I glanced up at her begging face.

I didn't answer with words. I dove into her muff and worked everything I could to discover what she liked.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cried out, "Tonia!"

I knew I was doing what she liked and worked her sloppy pussy and her hard clit. Her thighs tightened up against the side of my face and she screamed loud enough for anyone in the house to hear, "Oh! Tonia!"

She just returned the favor as her juices smeared across my face.

As she released my face, I felt a pair of hands on my bare hips, "You are such a slut!" Dick's voice condemned me. 

As I started to move away, he showed me over on my back, lifted my legs in the air and planted his meat stick inside me.

"That's not what you want," Ruth came back to life and shoved at his chest. "You know you want us to give you a blow job!"

In a flash, Dick was on his back and Ruth and I were taking turns sucking his cock and balls. 

We worked his manhood with out hands and our mouths, he called us every dirty name in the book.

Then I felt him grab one of my legs, "Slap that soggy pussy on my face, slut!" he pulled me around.

I was in to it now. I ground my pussy all over his face as he lashed at it with his tongue and fucked me with his fingers.

I leaned forward and soon Ruth and I had him to the brink, "You finish him," Ruth slipped off the bed and I deep throated him and squeezed his balls. He wasn't doing a very good job on my pussy now as he was only thinking about what I was doing to him. 

In a few moments, I had a throat full of his hot sticky fluid and I was swallowing as fast as I could.

After licking him dry, I slipped off the bed and picked up my dress. I put it back on as I joined Ruth in the bathroom. "I look like hell!" I peeked at the mirror.

"You look good to me!" Ruth was fixing her eye makeup. "You do look like you just got fucked, though!"

We hugged for a brief moment and then Ruth drove me home. We talked about the three of us along the way.

We agreed to get together again soon.

"Merry Christmas," we hugged each other good-by.

"Maybe we can get together for New Years Eve?" Ruth smiled as I slipped out of the car. 



Company Christmas Party



**Authors Note: I would like to thank both Tom Collins and Carson Shepherd for their invaluable assistance in the preparation of this story. . Many thanks go as well to rozezwild

**Copyright 2006 by jgywnn. **

*

To Tom, it was the usual company Christmas party. Everyone was dressed well, but no one went all out. Like Tom, most were in dressy clothes but certainly nothing formal. Nice slacks and shirt were the common attire for the men. The women mostly wore nice skirts or dresses. Few stood out outrageously because of their fashion sense.

It was almost a command performance. Tom remembered when Jack didn't come to one a few years ago. Life at work quickly degenerated for Jack. He was subjected to constant kidding long after any other antics from the party dominated conversation. Jack saw the writing on the wall, when the second promotion and raise passed him by. He sought opportunities elsewhere.

All that explained Tom's attendance. He had taken the obligatory drink, had found the hosts to thank them for the party, and now he was wandering among the milling attendees. Most were there for the same reasons as he. The level of interest shown in making merry and having a good time would have had a hard time filling a thimble. It really was a shame. The big wigs had gone all out this year. The food on the buffet was glorious. Tom shuddered to imagine the money spent to put on such a lavish feast. 

The open bar had numerous patrons. It was far less of a sin to drink too much at a company party, than it was to miss one. He figured he could allow himself another drink. He had been nursing his first drink for much of the evening, so he felt he could handle another without making a fool of himself.

As he circulated around the room, Tom's eyes fell on a vision. Appearing to be alone, leaning on one of the antique furniture pieces scattered about the house, Tom felt his breath leaving his body. Dark brown hair framed a head that held the most beautiful, brown eyes he had ever seen. The creamy mocha skin was flawless. Beyond the captivating eyes was a nose approaching an artist's rendition of perfection. Below the perfect nose lay a mouth that exactly fit its surroundings. Neither tall nor short, they seemed slightly bored with the social hubbub that saturated the room.

Tom worked his way over, moving alongside the captivating creature. Sliding in close enough for conversation, but not close enough to appear threatening, he eased up on the visions right side.

"Hi, I'm Tom from legal."

"Nice to meet you, Tom. Are you having as much fun as everyone else seems to be having?" was the reply, accompanied by a sardonic chuckle.

"I guess it shows that bad, huh? I'm not sure why, maybe because everyone is almost forced to attend. As far as the catering, it's first rate."

"I know, I tried some earlier. How rude of me, I'm Jerry."

"You're joking right? Tom and Jerry? That'd be just too strange."

Jerry chuckled, "Wish I were. That really is my name, or rather Gerald. No one calls me Gerald, at least more than once."

In return, Tom chuckled. He liked someone with a good sense of humor.

"I don't remember ever seeing you. You new?"

"New? Not really, no," Jerry answered, smiling broadly. "You don't know who I am, do you?"

"Sorry, no, I don't. Should I?"

"Not much of a 'kiss-ass' are you?" said Jerry, resuming his mellow chuckle. "If you were, you'd know exactly who I am."

"Guilty as charged, I guess. I'm here until I get enough corporate experience to branch out into private practice, or join a good firm. What does being a 'kiss-ass' have to do with knowing who you are? Now, I'm really intrigued"

"It's really not a great secret. I'm his son. It's Gerald Trumbolt."

"Oh! I see. I didn't know he had a son. I knew he had a couple of daughters, but I don't recall ever hearing about a son," answered Tom slightly chagrined by his faux pas.

"I'm the one no one talks about. The black sheep of the family, as it were."

Tom smiled at the play on his new friend's racial ethnicity. Old man Trumbolt was a well-known African-American that'd made good. He was married to a former beauty queen. She was his third wife and much younger than her husband. Much like her husband, and her predecessors she was also very dark complexioned. Clearly, she was unlikely to be his new friend's mother.

"And what did you do to earn that distinction, in such an august family, if I may ask?"

Jerry smiled broadly, at both the semi-formal question, and the fact that Tom was not suddenly wary or non-plussed by his declaration. He clearly was not in awe of the old man. It was refreshing to meet someone, at a company get together, that was not a toady of the old man. Of course, he rarely came to any of the company affairs, but tonight had been more of a command attendance, rather than a request.

"Two reasons primarily; I am the result of a dalliance. Heaven forbid the old man ever show emotion or anything other than the poor kid made good."

"Understandable, but that's not that uncommon these days. And the second reason? Playing with the hired help?" Tom inquired with a humorous glint with his eyes.

"Well, that could be part of it, but that's just happenstance. Not the real reason."

"Now, I'm curious. You're being awful cagy."

"Not really, I've just gotta be somewhat careful, especially at the company functions."

"Careful? Being his son seems like it would give you a lot of leeway."

Taking a liking to Tom, as he enjoyed his irreverent sense of humor, "No, not this time I'm afraid. You see the help I was caught with, was the pool boy," Jerry replied. .

Tom smiled. He felt there was a little more attraction for Jerry than just his great looks. He always wondered how he could identify other people with the same mindset as himself.

"I gather the pool boy was indeed male and not a misnamed female?"

"Correct. He was far from my first paramour; my father just caught me. No explaining and talking to him seemed to make much difference. He just can't accept having a gay son."

"You'd think someone so vehemently opposed to color prejudice would be more tolerant."

"Yeah, well, he is and isn't. He doesn't have a problem with the gays he employs and works with. It's just his son being gay that doesn't sit well."

"That's a shame. Do you still fight about it?"

"Some. Mostly he just ignores it. If I don't do anything he sees, or hears about, we get along great. Hell, I still live here at the estate, mostly. No one watches me."

"We've been here long enough, I think. You wanna get outta here? Go somewhere not so artificially festive and a little quieter?" Tom inquired.

"Sure, I know just the place."

Tom gratefully followed the younger man out of the main room and through the front doors of the mansion. He had no idea where they might be going. It didn't really matter. Having already stepped out of his usual 'never be in a position to get involved with anyone' façade, he was both anxious and extremely nervous leaving with anyone. This time, however, he was enjoying the company and wanted more time to get to know his new friend. 

Jerry pulled up short in the middle of the drive, "Did you drive? Is your car out here?"

"Yeah, I got here kinda early, so it's right there," said Tom as he pointed to the second car in the small parking lot. It was accessible and easily moved.

"Good, let's take it."

"Cool. Where're we going?"

"It's a surprise. Just follow my directions. It isn't far."

"All right," Tom said as he unlocked the passenger door. He hurried around the car, arriving just as Jerry was unlocking his door. Having been inside for a while, he hadn't realized just how chilly it'd become. He'd left his coat in the car, not thinking he would need it. As he got in the car, his analytical side wondered if it was just the temperature or nerves. Once inside the car, he reached into the jump seat to retrieve his jacket.

"Aren't you cold? Don't you need a coat?"

"A little, but its close, so I think I'll survive." Pointing and directing, "Just head down that road to the right."

Starting the car and heading down the road that forked to the right, Tom wondered where they were going, since this route clearly took them deeper in to the estate.

'Maybe there's a shortcut to get off the property,' he thought.

As the road neared a 'T', off to the right, Tom noticed what looked to be a fairly large house on the lakeside. It was not a huge house, but certainly bigger than the average home, a boathouse or cabana. Tom looked at Jerry for directions.

"Which way?"

Smiling, Jerry was looking at him, "Take the right, and then up to the house."

Tom looked at him in surprise, having honestly believed they would be going to a club or bar.

"That's your place isn't it?"

"Yeah. It's far less festive and much quieter. I told you I lived on the estate."

"Yeah, you did. I just didn't expect this. I guess I figured you lived in the house or an apartment over the garage."

"I've done both. This allows me a little more privacy. Having money is nice."

"I thought you were on the outs with the old man."

"Generally I am, but not completely. Actually, beyond letting me live here, he doesn't have a lot to say about it. When I was young, and he first started making good money, he set up a trust for me and my sisters. Mistakenly it turns out, thinking he needed to keep the money away from my mother and her crazy family, he made it a blind trust. It's under a trustee, someone who doesn't answer to my father. Once I reached the age of majority plus a few, it's nominally in my control within the rules of the trust. In addition, the big money was my stepmothers. She had old family money. I was still young when they married and in a blind expression of her desire to fit in, she did the same thing, for about twice the amount he'd contributed."

"I take it you don't get on well with her, either."

"Actually, we get along great. She doesn't have a problem with my being gay. One of her sisters is gay and enjoys full acceptance by her family. It's just the old man. I get on great with everyone else in the family, including the 'grands'."

Tom stopped the car in the semi-circular drive near the front door. Not wasting time, he got out, as Jerry did likewise. Together they headed for the door. Tom was surprised that he just opened the door. 

"You don't lock your door?"

"Not much need. The grounds have private security, both cameras and personnel. Anyone that wants in from the house has an access key plus almost all the buildings are on the same electronic lock system with the same pass code."

Tom nodded as followed his new friend into the foyer. Jerry closed the door and turned, taking Tom in his arms. Their mouths met in kisses equally hungry. It was abundantly clear that both wanted the same thing. He wrapped his arms tightly around his new friend, wanting the kiss to continue. 

Insecurities, caused by the newness of it all broke through to Tom's conscious mind. He had been diligent for many years in avoiding this very situation. Although extremely aroused by the presence, feel, and interest shown by Jerry, his years of abstinence and caution broke past his hunger and sexual excitement. Things were simply moving faster than he could digest them. Somewhat reluctantly, Tom broke the steamy kiss.

"I know so little about you. Do you see someone? Are you sure about this?" Tom inquired, slightly flushed and breathless.

"What do you want to know? No, I've been alone for over three years. In addition, yes, I 'm very sure. I felt an attraction for you, even before you indicated any interest. I'll admit it; I'd been watching you all evening. And no, I don't often pick up strange men at parties, especially company parties. In fact, this is the first time I have ever done something so forward"

"I came over as soon as I noticed you. I was busy glad-handing, you know the drill," countered Tom, feeling a little relief in realizing Jerry was almost as nervous as he was. Being so far beyond his usual actions, it left him feeling more than a little disquieted.

"I sure do. I was supposed to be doing more of that myself. What's the old man going to do? Fire me? He can't do that. On top of it all, I own ten percent of the outstanding shares in the firm. Would you like some wine? Or maybe a drink?"

"Single malt, if you've got it. I'm glad we met tonight. It's been a very long time for me. Several years in fact, not since my final year of law school. I'm a little concerned my desire for you has overridden my usual caution concerning involvement." 

*****

Having no way of knowing, Tom's statement went a long way in easing Jerry's own nervousness concerning the situation. He knew that he found the older man immensely attractive, but it was so unlike him to actually act on any attraction. His last relationship has ended so badly, that he'd forbidden himself to pick up anyone, anytime. This was most especially true of company functions and he never invited someone into his home. Jerry held up the ice tongs, silently asking if Tom wanted some ice.

"Yes, please," said Tom, noticing Jerry fixing himself one as well.

Jerry handed him his glass, then wandered over to the large picture windows overlooking the lake. Staring out the windows at the placid lake, he took a large swallow of his drink, wanting to calm his nerves. He was somewhat glad that Tom had admitted to feeling a little unease in their situation. He knew he wanted more time with the older man, but felt unsure. Hoping to add some background noise to the silence, he moved to the stereo, selected some quiet blues, and set the volume to a low level. Moving back to the calming serenity of the lake view, he hoped the lack of conversation would not scare off his new friend. The conflicting emotions of hunger, desire, unfamiliarity, and nervousness all swirled in his mind as he stared into the dark. 

******

Taking a large gulp of his drink as soon as the younger man turned, Tom's internal conflict was at a near fever pitch. When Jerry returned to stand in front of the picture windows, he followed his new friend to stand and look at the glassy lake. Across the water, the lights of another house were barely visible. There was a string of buoys making an inverted 'U' pattern surrounding the lakefront of Jerry's home. They gave off a soft glow of light alternating red, green and yellow-white. Overall, it had a calming effect and made a very pleasant picture, which in turn, was quite romantic.

Jerry set his drink on the half table next to the windows. Reaching for Tom's drink, he set it alongside his own. Turning once again, Jerry took him in his arms, bringing him closer. Feeling the warmth and firmness of the larger man's body, helped reassure the nervous younger man about the rightness of their being together. Tilting his head slightly, he sought Tom's full lips for a kiss.

*****

Tom welcomed the kiss, event though he was still nervous and extremely unsure of what direction he wanted the evening to head. He had been fantasizing about that mouth since seeing it. The hunger and desire that had been growing were dampening his nervousness, freeing him to enjoy the intimate feelings he was experiencing in the arms of the almost total stranger.

He leaned in, wrapping his own arms around the now flesh and blood vision he had not too long ago spied across the crowded room. Pulling Jerry closer only deepened their kiss. He snaked out his tongue, rubbing it along his new lover's lower lip seeking entrance. His reward came when their parting allowed his tongue access.

*****

A small thrill went through the younger man as Tom sought entrance to his mouth. While he always seemed so outgoing, when interacting with people, in love, lust, and sex he had always been a bit timid. Combined with his long period of being alone, and his resultant nervousness from close contact with another, his reticence was exerting itself in full force. His attraction to the dark curly locks, strong face, and stocky build had over-ridden his natural hesitancy and reluctance to approach others sexually. That Tom was his 'ideal' was beyond question. That he had actually acted on his attraction and was now standing in his embrace was almost beyond comprehension. 

With his tongue seeking to battle his lover's, their kiss lengthened in time and fervor. Jerry relaxed into the embrace of the older man, enjoying their first contact as much as he had ever enjoyed any. Feeling his blood racing, as he tasted the mouth seeking his, made him light headed with the pleasure of enjoying their intimate embrace. As they traded dominance and mouths of residence with their tongues, he could feel his cock lengthening and moving in reaction to the excitement he was experiencing. Lust and desire were rapidly replacing any residual nervousness he might have.

*****

For his own thoughts, Tom was equally surprised at both his reaction to Jerry, and his own aggressiveness. Tom had known he was bi-sexual for many years. The fact he tended toward men was something else he'd long realized. He'd experienced female lovers, and some he had truly enjoyed, but his greatest pleasure had always been with men. Since he had been a young, up and coming attorney, he had erred to the extreme side of caution. To him, it was just easier to go without, than risk interference with his plans for the future. He was not particularly happy about it, he just kept out of situations that had any potential of progressing to anything more. If he avoided any temptation, his lack of a love life didn't seem so terrible. 

Trying to get past the nervousness created by the evening's situation had created a war of emotions within his mind. Overcoming his reluctance had actually caused Tom to be far more aggressive that was his norm. The excitement of holding someone, enjoying the pressure of someone's body pressed along his own, feeling his cock growing in anticipation, Jerry's cock growing against his thigh, all overrode his reluctance to enjoy another. Reveling in the extended kiss, it was raising Tom's lust quotient far beyond anything he'd allowed in many years. The tongue duels he was having with Jerry were a delight and their play brought a lustful smile than covered his face.

*****

Pulling away from their embrace, Jerry looked directly into the green eyes. He was somewhat surprised at the caring and lust they displayed. Finding his own emotions so clearly reflected in the older man's eyes, helped to reduce his nervousness and raise his lust level to an even higher pitch.

'Was this man really who he had been looking for? But, they hardly knew each other' he wondered.

"You Ok? I'm not usually so outgoing. I'm not really sure what came over me. I haven't felt this strong an attraction for anyone in a very long time," explained Jerry.

"Thank you. I'm not usually so forward either, things being the way they are, you know. That being said, I'm glad you were. I haven't acted on any attraction or feelings for someone in so long I've almost forgotten how. I haven't felt this good in a long time."

*****

Tom knew that thirty was just around the corner for him. Even so, because of circumstances, Jerry was probably not the best choice of boyfriends or partners. He was so very tired of being alone. He'd lived so long without physical intimacy that he was more than willing to take a chance. He could not remember anyone in recent years stirring him the way this younger man did. The half-hard rod in his pants told him to go for it, at least for the night.




Company Christmas Party



'Lust and be lusted after,' he thought, settling much of his own internal argument.

*****

Even with the myriad of emotions his new lover felt, Jerry was probably feeling more. Given his family situation, any involvement with someone from the company was never a wise move. He'd not been in a relationship for some time and the last one ended badly. The attraction for this new man was far greater than he'd ever felt before. He was Jerry's type and appeared to be a thoughtful, reserved individual. Having tried some more flamboyant partners, he was much more interested in a serious individual for a committed relationship.

Taking his hand, Jerry pulled him toward his bedroom. Both were nervous and neither felt the need for further words. Both knew where they were heading and why. Entering the bedroom, Tom was pleasantly surprised. It was elegantly furnished, warm, and homey. The surprise was that it was gender neutral. There were both male and female touches that blended into a comfortable mix, without either taking away from the whole ambiance.

"Nice room, interesting décor, very pleasant."

"Thanks, my stepmother had a lot to do with it. She really is a doll," replied Jerry looking at Tom strangely because of the comment and the subject

"I wondered about the mix of styles. It works well," continued Tom. Noticing Jerry's look he explained. "I know I'm weird. I'm just really nervous, ok? Sometimes, I say the first thing that pops in my head. I'm glad to be here, I just have strange thought patterns."

Smiling at his friend, he replied, "It's ok. I'm nervous, too. No one has ever seen my bedroom and I really don't think about it much. My step-mom is the decorator. I never pay much attention. Now come here sexy, time to get you out of those clothes." 

*****

The older man chuckled, both in continued nervousness and at Jerry's banter. He was already experiencing a slow sexual burn. Having the younger man admit his own nervousness, combined with his playful attitude, caused Tom's sexual temperature to increase quickly.

Pulling Tom to him, Jerry began unbuttoning his shirt. Following the actions of his new lover the best that he could, Tom began undressing the younger man. Once the front of his shirt was free, he unbuttoned the cuffs to assist in its removal. As soon as his shirt was free, Jerry dove into his chest. Latching onto one of his darker nipples, he sucked and licked first one then the other. Enjoying the attention, if not the actual nipple play, Tom sighed with the rush of sexual feelings. Laughing, Tom pushed him away. 

"Let's get out of these clothes first and then we can have all the time in the world."

Despite his slight pout, Jerry agreed and began removing his shoes. Then playing the vamp, he began a little rendition of the tune to 'The Stripper' for the older man's benefit. Dancing around, he slowly unbuckled his belt and made a show of removing it. The he ceremoniously unsnapped his pants and lower the zipper. Teasing his audience, he spread the opening of his pants and then quickly closed it, playing shy. 

Laughing as he finished removing his shoes, Tom's attention was on Jerry, slowing the removal of his own clothes. Pulling back from his reach, Jerry lowered his pants revealing his half-hard cock unencumbered by underwear. Tom felt himself almost salivating at the sight of the growing cock. He hadn't seen a cock, outside of his own or the locker room, in so long; he could feel his own cock growing just in anticipation of touching a lover. 

The older man wished he were a little more fashion conscious. He'd begun wearing bikini underwear in High School and found them the most comfortable, even though generally unfashionable. Experience told him that others found a man wearing bikini underwear humorous at the least. He waited for his new friend to laugh as he removed his pants.

*****

Jerry surprised him by not laughing at all. He was far more interested in the outline of the cock hiding behind the underwear, than the type they might be. He felt almost like he was panting in anticipation. It had been so long since he had been in the sexual proximity of another cock he was almost beside himself with eagerness. Watching closely as the older man lowered his underwear revealing a medium sized, circumcised cock, Tom did not disappoint his new lover. Even though he knew nothing of his friend's high anticipation of seeing his cock, Tom was not ashamed of his body. Everything was still in proportion and worked well. His gym routine kept him from showing the early signs of office work blubber.

Now naked, he moved to embrace the younger man. Jerry eluded his grasp and bounced onto the bed. Laughing and turning, Jerry held out his arms. Tom dove into his arms, careful not to come down with the full force of his body. Both new friends were laughing, enjoying the happy, playful atmosphere of their time together. Each was extremely nervous, after prolonged times being single and celibate, but the general lighthearted atmosphere helped each move past their anxiety. Seeking his friend's mouth, Tom sought to resume the passionate kisses they'd shared by the picture windows.

Allowing his new lover to take the initiative, direct the speed and scope of their play, Jerry lay back to enjoy their sensual making-out time. Normally he was the more aggressive partner in a relationship, but he was quite content to allow Tom to take the lead. Giving up directing the action allowed him to appreciate what was coming even more. It was nice to be catered to and cared for, rather than directing the play.

*****

Slipping his often too analytical brain into neutral, Tom explored the luscious mouth of his friend, engaging in little conscious thought. Running his tongue around his new lover's mouth, he explored the intricacies of Jerry's lips and mouth. He enjoyed the small battles their tongues were playing as they traded passion. Not allowing his hands to be idle, he had one behind Jerry's head, exploring the texture and feel of his new lovers raven hair. The other hand strayed; occupied by roaming around his lover's body.

Careful to avoid the obvious and rampant cock, he ran his hands all over. He spent time exploring the curly bit of chest hair, his sinewy arms, and his taut legs. His entire new lover was a sensual feast, so much to learn and experience. The soft unblemished feel of the mocha skin was exciting, causing a continued hardening of Tom's cock. Having so much to explore, their continued mouth feast made an excellent opportunity to experience the joy of learning a new lover's feel.

*****

While engaged in this extended make out session with the older man, Jerry's hands were not idle either. Starting at the curly locks that enticed him so, he ran his hands down the defined back and over the strong arms. The older man was much stockier than he. Having never been with anyone with that type of build, it brought a completely new tactile feel to his exploration. Beneath the larger exterior, Jerry could feel the power that lay dormant in the firm muscles.

Though he'd not be considered fat, the slightly padded feel of his new lover was exciting to Jerry. It was such a contrast to his tighter, thinner skin. It made him feel like snuggling forever in the embrace of the older man. Tom had very little body hair so the younger man was experiencing his naked skin. Reveling in the combined excitement of a new lover, the subtle variations between them, and the so very different feeling from what he was accustomed, Jerry was lost in the newness.

*****

Trailing down from the sensuous mouth, the older man wove a complex path of kisses all over the upper body of his lover. He traveled a diverse route covering the sensual hollows of his neck, around his collarbone, down his firm chest covered in tight curls and stopped to lave the dark nipples standing out from the creamy mocha skin. He hoped that Jerry experienced excitement there and appreciated nipple play. Even though he did not have particularly sensitive nipples himself, he had always enjoyed licking, sucking, and nipping at the hardened, excited nubs. The skin he traversed was warm, soft, and very smooth. Tom wondered if this was really happening or if it was just an elaborate dream. Having abstained from sexual contact for so long, it heightened his appreciation for his first lover in so many years. 

Soon the need in him grew too great to continue his exploration of his new lover's body. It had been so long for him without having sexual contact; he had an overwhelming need to satisfy the hunger within, before he could enjoy any further explorations. He slid down the blemish free body to the cock standing proud and erect before him. He found it beautiful when engorged. 

Slightly darker than the surrounding skin, it rose from the smooth skin like a monument to desire and satisfaction. More or less average in length, it looked on the thin side but Jerry's cock was more than pleasing to Tom's eye. The pinkish tan head capping it, swollen slightly larger than the shaft, had an ooze of precum trailing down the backside of the enticing pillar of flesh. Opening his mouth wide, he engulfed more than half the shaft in one swallow.

*****

Having taken a temporarily more passive role in their sex play, just lying back and enjoying the attention, Jerry was pleasantly startled when the older man suddenly engulfed his cock. Floating in a luxurious semi-conscious state, he rapidly came back to the present. He was actually in his bed enjoying loving by someone who was his ideal, at least physically. His contented feelings never left, but it was like an alarm clock telling him it was time to take a more active role in what was going on. For the moment though, he chose to ignore it, lying back, and enjoying the pleasurable feeling he was currently experiencing. It had been rare indeed for a lover to spend much time exciting and caressing Jerry. Being the subject of that kind of attention added to the extreme excitement and arousal suffusing his entire body and mind.

*****

Enjoying the taste, feel, and texture of his new lovers cock, Tom pulled off after several strokes and ran his tongue around the head of the very hard shaft. Running his tongue up and down, he circled the cock taking care to lick up all of the precum oozing out and running down the shaft. The precum continued to ooze, keeping him occupied trying to lick it up. Forcing the erect cock flat against the younger mans stomach; he sucked in each of his balls and then the entire darker brown nut sack. Gently taking each ball in his mouth, he gave each a very thorough mouth massage before releasing it to settle next to its mate. The taste and feel of the younger man was so exciting and pleasurable that he repeatedly switched between the firm globes, ensuring each had a very thorough massage.

Getting anxious to experience more, Tom engulfed the shaft of the rampant cock that stood straight from the toned stomach. Working it easily and smoothly, he was able to swallow almost the entire shaft in a short time. He delighted in the sensual pleasure of sucking the object that was currently the focus of his attention. Giving pleasure to others had always been one of his greatest turn-ons.

His excitement grew in proportion to the movement and sounds coming from his younger lover. By increasing his pace, or pressure, or by decreasing them, he toyed with the erected flesh, as the pleasure of loving it wound him to his own higher state of excitement. Not content at simply sucking on Jerry's cock, he let it completely leave his mouth occasionally. He would then run his tongue abound the sensitive head, just below the ridge than separated it from the hard shaft. Licking it like an ice cream cone, he relished the wonderful feel of soft skin on his tongue.

Alternating between tasting and sucking the cock, he hoped that it increased the younger man's pleasure nearly as much as he was enjoying loving it, tasting it, and giving him pleasure. The increased movement of Jerry's hips was testament to the success of his efforts.

*****

Giving into the need for active participation, caused largely by the rapidly growing excitement his lover was causing, Jerry maneuvered around so that Tom was over him in the classic '69' position. Taking a few moments to smell, feel and lick the erect cock hanging from his lover, he nuzzled his face in the sensual playground just to memorize the smell and feel of his lover. Snaking his tongue around the junction with the surrounding skin, he licked over the entire area of Tom's penis. Just as his lover before him, Jerry took his time playing, sucking and massaging the older mans large balls. Wanting to explore more, he still began sucking the hard shaft as his own need grew, both because of his own excitement and because of the pleasurable loving he was receiving. He spent far less time exploring than he would normally. Far from it being his first cock, he was experienced at loving a cock and employed all his acquired talent in an attempt to give his new lover all the pleasure possible.

*****

Having been so long without any type of physical love, Tom could not effectively forestall the inevitable end to their immediate lovemaking. Clinching his muscles, he concentrated on the cock he was lavishing with attention. He didn't know that his younger partner had been without physical loving for almost as long and was in no better position to prolong their initial sex play. All too soon, he felt the familiar rush, signaling his cumming. Wanting the younger man to enjoy their time, that he thought was ending prematurely; he swallowed the cock in front of him and sucked with all the gusto he could.

*****

What the stockier man didn't realize is that his younger partner's need was as great as his own was. Relishing the hardened cock in his mouth, Jerry was enthusiastically devouring Tom's cock with all the experience he could apply. Sensing the column of flesh expanding and hardening further, he realized that the older man was about to come. Far from disappointed, he welcomed the coming offering, while continuing to suck, seeking his reward for a job well done. When the older man began cumming in hard explosions, even though he had trouble swallowing it, considering the quantity that was coming, he was determined to capture it all.

*****

Tom's own ministrations saw their reward, when the fleshy rod began pouring forth large quantities of cum; shortly after he began cumming in his lover's mouth. The clear indicator of his partner's enjoyment was a welcome event to Tom. He was glad both that his new lover was experiencing joy at their loving and that his own explosion seconds earlier, was not a premature and dramatic end to their shared lovemaking. He continued sucking on the flowing cock until it ebbed and ceased to emit any more juices. His new lover having released his cock moments before, he turned to lie alongside the darker man and wrap him in a warm embrace.

"Damn!"

"Yeah!" returned the younger man with equal enthusiasm.

"It's been so long. I got kind of excited" Tom apologized.

"And I was right there too, if you noticed. It's been a while for me as well"

Cautiously, Tom moved his face over to kiss his new lover. He knew some had a problem with kissing, after him having taken of mouthful of cum and wanted to let him have the opportunity to refuse. To his delight, Jerry raised his head and met his lips coming down. As they exchanged a deep open mouth kiss, he knew that this lover was not going to object to the sharing of his affection. Having someone to share intimacy with, that returned it with equal affection, was going to be a new experience for him. He smiled as he snuggled in closer to his new lover. 



Company Christmas Party



Note: This story has a bi-male component. If that's not your thing, don't read this story.

*

One of my buddies asked me to go to his company Christmas party with him. I wasn't really interested until he told me that there are some really hot women there, all the booze you can drink and it sometimes gets the women to loosen up a little bit and I might get laid. That was enough to do it for me.

He wasn't kidding. There were several really hot girls. I danced with several of them and they were doing some serious bumping and grinding. I was getting a raging hard on and hoping I was going to be able to leave with at least one of them, but was hoping to hook up with two. 

That was until she walked in. The other women paled in comparison to her. She was slightly taller than average and a body made to be savored. She had one of those hairdos where most of it was put up, but a few precarious pieces hung down and grazed her shoulders. I imagined what it would be like to have my hands tangled in that hair while her mouth was on my cock. She wore a red dress that clung to every curve of her body. It was a halter style, tied behind her neck, plunging deep in the front showing the full curve of her tits. The back was cut low, just above her ass. It was clear she was not wearing a bra. There was no way she could. The dress fell all the way to her ankles, but was slit high up on each leg, exposing most of it. The spiked heels she was wearing made her legs look even longer. I stared at her legs and tried to figure out if she was wearing panties or not. So much of her leg was showing, I thought there was no way she could have any of it. I was seeing most of her hip as well.

I asked her to dance and my hands explored every inch of bare skin I could get my hands on. I wanted to slide my hands into the slits on that dress and grab her ass and find out if she was wearing panties. Her nipples were hard and straining the thin fabric of her dress. It felt like silk as my hands ran over it. Whatever it was, I wanted it off of her and on the floor next to my bed. I told her that I felt she was the sexiest woman in the room and I'd love to be able to leave with her. My hopes were deflated when she said was there with someone else. When she completed the sentence my cock sprang to life. She said if I was interested in a threesome I was welcome to come home with her and her partner. I hadn't seen who she came with but I knew this was my lucky night.

She walked away and I went to get my coat. She returned with a man she introduced as Tony and told me her name was Karen. This was not what I expected and I thought about backing out. Then she told me that Tony was a submissive and only did what she told him to. This might be interesting after all.

The three of us walked to the car together. She stopped and kissed both of us long and hard while she ran her hands over our crotches. She told Tony to drive and I got in the back seat with her. As we drove she told Tony that he could watch, but he was absolutely not allowed to touch himself. Then she told me that I could do whatever I wanted. Having someone watch me with Karen added new excitement. I told her that I wanted her to untie her top. She undid it and lowered the top so her tits were completely exposed. I couldn't restrain myself. I dove in licking, sucking and pinching her nipples. They were harder than they felt through her dress and she was moaning as I worked on them. She arched her back, pressing her tits into my mouth. I slid my hand under the silky material covering her legs. As my hand slid farther up, she parted her legs for me. When I reached her pussy I discovered she was not wearing panties and my fingers found her freshly shaved snatch dripping wet. I pushed a couple of fingers into her and wiggled them gently, which caused her to start moaning. 

I told her to lift her hips and pushed the fabric out of the way so that I could lick her pussy. Her clit was protruding and waiting for my tongue. Karen moaned as just the tip of my tongue passed over her clit the first time. She was as excited as I was. With one hand I worked my fingers deep inside her as I licked her and continued to tweak her nipples with my other hand. Her moaning turned to panting and she groaned that she was about to cum. I worked her just a little faster and was rewarded with a face full of her juice. She tasted sweet and smelled musky and sexy. She kissed me and licked her juice from my mouth.

When I looked up I saw Tony glancing from the road to the rear view mirror and back again. It was clear that he had been watching us. Karen looked at him and said, "I bet you wish it was your tongue on my tits and pussy."

"I love eating your pussy and making you cum," Tony replied.

Karen's hand was gliding over my pants and she commented on how hard I was. She started to unfasten my pants and my cock finally sprang free. 

"You can watch as I suck this nice big cock," Karen told Tony. 

Her mouth was on me before I knew what happened. Her mouth was hot and wet and felt so damn good. I had a hard on most of the night and this was pure ecstasy. I could see Tony looking into the backseat. He adjusted the mirror so he had a better view. Karen's mouth worked slowly at first. I needed her faster and started to fuck her face. She took me in, swirling her tongue around me as she applied gentle pressure. Her hand grabbed my balls and massaged them gently. I had been waiting for this all night and wasn't able to hold back any longer. It was my turn to come and I unloaded down her throat. She swallowed as I shot, which is damn hot to me. I love it when a girl swallows. I could hear Tony groaning as Karen pulled away from cock and licked her lips. She told me that we had arrived at her house.

She didn't bother to fasten her dress and walked across the yard with her beautiful tits hanging out. I was in a hurry and barely zipped up my pants so I could follow her. Tony brought up the rear. 

When we got into the house, Karen told Tony to strip and he did so without question. He stood in front of both of us completely nude and I was impressed with what I saw. He was in good shape, but he had an impressive cock. He was long and thick. Karen grabbed it and gave it a few jerks. He let out a moan and she stopped. She removed the rest of her dress, got on the bed and instructed Tony to eat her pussy. He didn't ask any questions or protest. He just did as she asked. 

This submissive thing was kind of interesting. I asked Karen what it was all about. Between groans, she told me that Tony was hers and he could only do as he instructed. He was not allowed to make decisions or do anything that she hadn't told him to do. She then told me that I could command him as well. I told Tony to work on Karen's ass while he jerked himself off and to come on her tits. He pushed Karen's legs back so he had access to her ass. His tongue worked around the rim of her tight hole, probing gently in as her moans grew louder. 

I had met a few women who let me take a shot at their tight asshole. Karen seemed as if she would be in that category. Tony's tongue went to her clit and he pressed a finger into her ass. Watching them was getting me hard again and thinking about getting into her ass was really getting me going. I told them how hot it was to watch them and to be able to command Tony. Karen had a wicked orgasm as she bucked hard and ground her pussy into his face. Tony continued to work her as instructed while furiously jerking his dick. Karen continued to ride his face until he was ready to come. He quickly straddled her tits and shot all over them. She looked so sexy with cum sticking to her. I told Tony to lick it off of her. He did exactly as instructed until there was nothing remaining. 

Karen looked at me and saw the bulge in my pants. She got on her knees in front of me, pulled my cock out of my pants and went to work with her mouth again. I put my hands in her hair, just as I had thought about earlier, and held her head while she gave me a great blowjob. She stopped and told Tony that he was going to finish me off. Faster than I could think, Tony's mouth replaced Karen's. 

I had been with a few women that had played with my ass. While I enjoyed the sensation I hadn't given much thought to being with another man. I struggled with the thought as to whether or not I should allow this to continue as Tony's tongue danced over my hard cock. He must have done this before because he was a good cocksucker. Karen got behind me and started playing with my balls. I felt her tongue begin to lick my ass. The combination of her tongue working at the same time as Tony's was incredible. She slid a finger into my ass and began to pump it. I was getting damn close to blowing again when she slipped a second finger in. She finger fucked me faster. When I groaned that I was about to come, she instructed Tony that he was to swallow my cum and make sure that none spilled out. I couldn't hold back anymore. I was cumming, Tony was swallowing and Karen was fucking my ass. When Tony had drained my cock, Karen came around and sucked it a few times to make sure that Tony had done as she told him. She rewarded him with a kiss and told him that he could fuck her.

She told him to get on the bed so she could get on top of him. He did as she told him and lowered herself on top of him. Her pussy stretched to take him in. I bent down behind her to get a good view of her sliding up and down his shaft. I had never been able to watch a woman fuck another man before. It was amazing. I stood behind her and worked her tits and her pussy. I told Tony to watch as I made her come on his cock. I worked her clit and eased a finger into her ass. She let out a loud groan and pushed down onto his cock and my finger. She screamed and drenched Tony's cock with her cum. She told me that she wanted me to fuck her ass while Tony fucked her pussy. I wasn't hard until she said that. 

She told me there was lube in the nightstand. I lubed up my cock, giving it a couple of good yanks to make sure I was hard and ready. I wanted to be in her tight little ass. She bent over to give me better access. I stared at her hole, knowing I was about to fuck it. It was enough to make my cock rock hard. I gently probed the entrance and began to slide in. She moaned as the head of my cock made its way into her ass. She told me to give her more and I was happy to oblige. I slid further and further in until I was up to my balls in her ass. It was so tight and feeling Tony's cock in her pussy made it even tighter. I started with slow strokes to see how much she could take and allowing myself to feel the tightness as I slid in and out. I slowly increased with each stroke until I was banging her ass as fast I could. Tony picked up his pace as well and fucked her with a fury. She was screaming that she was cumming and she tightened around my cock. I couldn't handle it anymore and I unloaded in her sweet ass. Tony was still fucking her but apparently wasn't close to coming yet. I was amazed at his stamina. 

After I pulled out, Karen climbed off Tony, gave my cock a few strokes and told me to lie on the bed. She straddled me and once again I stuck my tongue into her wet pussy. She wasn't as tight anymore after having Tony's monster cock inside of her. I heard her tell Tony to lube up his cock. I wondered what was coming next and then I heard her tell him to fuck me. 

"Now wait a minute," I thought. "Having him suck my dick was one thing, but taking it up the ass....That's something totally different.

Tony spread the lube across my ass as Karen slid her pussy back and forth over my face. Tony's fingers spread my ass open. It felt so good, I didn't want him to stop. I thought a little longer about him fucking me, but I thought there was no way in hell was I going to be able to handle Tony in my ass. 

Tony's fingers were larger than Karen's and spread me just a bit farther. I was already groaning from his fingers. He added a third finger and stretched me open more. I still didn't think I'd be able to handle his cock, but I realized he was about to try. He pushed my legs back, lifting my ass into the air a little bit, giving him a better angle. He pushed at my hole and I tensed a bit as I prepared for the invasion of my ass. Karen told me not to worry. Tony was quite skilled and would be gentle with me. As she talked to me, I relaxed a little but was still nervous about what was happening.

I went back to work on Karen's pussy and let Tony press into me. Karen began to talk to me and tell me how hot it made her when guys got fucked. Hearing her made me loosen up a bit more and I was able to take more and more of Tony into my ass. It was so tight and it was like I could feel every vein on his cock. The further he went in, the faster I licked Karen. She was grinding on my face and moaning about how hot she was getting. I stuck my tongue into her pussy and Tony began to slide in and out of my ass. I slid my tongue back to Karen's ass and tasted my come in her. I slid a couple of fingers into her ass and started to fuck her as I licked her clit and pussy. 

My ass felt like jolts of electricity were going through it as Tony stroked in and out of me. I couldn't believe my cock was hard again. I wanted to fuck someone and told Karen to get on top of me. She didn't hesitate, sliding down my body in a smooth transition. 

Tony stroking in and out of my ass and Karen riding my cock was a combination that had me ready to pop. Tony's moans were coming faster and he said he was about to come. I felt him grow harder and tighter in my ass. Tony cumming was enough to push me over the edge and I came as well. Karen told Tony to shoot on my face so I could taste his come. He quickly pulled out and was over my face before I knew what happened. I was covered in come in short order. Karen rode me with a fury and came hard as she watched Tony shoot on my face. I tasted some of Tony's come as it hit my face. Karen leaned down and kissed me as she licked my face clean. 

We were in a heap on the bed. This was not the way I had expected the night to end, but it's safe to say that everyone enjoyed it.



Company Christmas Party



Dan J. Kroeff had been with the company for more than ten years and so far the Holiday Parties have been relatively boring. This year was starting just the same. Sitting in the up scale beach front hotel bar, waiting for the announcement that they would be seating for dinner in the banquet room, he was making his plan for an early escape. His only worry was that the higher-ups would want to talk to him after the customary rah-rah speeches that always followed dessert and since the head of his department was a no show due to the flu going around, he would be the one they would want to see.

"I hate these fucking parties," he said out loud, taking another drink of his Vodka Martini. 

He couldn't even look forward to meeting any women at this get together as the majority of the women working at the company were either married or gay. The only single women were way too young and he didn't want to take the chance of a sexual harassment suit so his prospects were nil. He scanned the faces in the crowded bar and sure enough most worked at his company. He could see that they were sporting the same silly name tags he had on. Dan was hoping he would at least get to see some of the women in pantyhose tonight but that too was turning out to be a lost cause. Most were in short dress or skirts of varying lengths but only one or two had hose on and they were old enough to be his grand mother. He signaled the waitress for another drink when a man approached his small table.

"Hey Dan, Karl Nelson," the man said holding out his hand.

Dan shook his hand and invited him to sit. He didn't recognize Karl by sight but he knew who he was. Karl worked as a consultant for the IT department but lived in Arizona, so Dan was surprised to see him here.

"Have you seen the VP of your IT department here tonight? I need to talk to him before things get going."

"I wouldn't even know him if he was standing in front of me...sorry," Dan replied. Dan had chatted with Karl in the past about work related things via email or IM's and imagined him to be more 'geeky' than he actually was. Karl was going on about some project items he needed addressed when Dan saw her walk up to the busy bar. It was then Karl stood and momentarily blocked his view.

"He just walked in, I'll talk to ya later," Karl said then disappeared into the crowd before Dan could respond.

Dan couldn't believe his eyes. He gazed upon her beautiful form and didn't miss a detail. Her dress was a strapless silver sequin number that stopped just above her knees with a black nylon top covering her up to the neck and down to her wrists. She wore silver open toe pumps and her legs shimmered in sheer tan pantyhose. Her shoulder length blonde hair glistened like polished gold in the over head lighting. Dan had a tough time tearing his eyes away from her magnificent legs, they had a velvety luster from the expensive hosiery she had on. The best part was she wasn't wearing a name tag, so he might have a chance to get to know her better.

After a few minutes, Dan stood and made his way to her. His eyes kept returning to her firm shapely legs. She was about 5'-9" without the 3" heels so her legs just seemed to go on forever. She watched him approach.

"Hi...I was admiring you lovely dress. You look fantastic," Dan said smiling broadly.

"Thank you, but the way you were starring at my legs, I'm surprised you even noticed my dress," she responded with a cynical grin.

"Sorry...I didn't mean to stare. You do have incredible legs," he tried to hide his embarrassment; "My name is Dan." 

"That's ok...Helen," she said holding out her hand.

Dan took her hand and asked, "Are you here for the Christmas Party?"

"Yes...I'm supposed to meet my husband here, but I haven't seen him."

Dan maintained his smile but inside he was shouting, 'DAMN IT!' He knew it was too good to be true that she would be here alone. He was saved from any further uncomfortable conversation when they announced seating had begun in the banquet room. 

"I'm not sure where I'm supposed to go," Helen said looking around for her spouse.

"Come with me. He'll find you inside."

She and Dan followed the crowd to the large festively decorated room and found a table near the door so Helen could see her husband when he entered. He was about to leave her when Karl reappeared.

"There you are, I didn't see you in the bar," he said to Helen, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"This is my husband Karl," she said.

"I know, we've met," replied.

"Why don't you join us," Karl said then looked to his wife.

"Please do...You're the only other person here that I know other than Karl," Helen added with a flirtatious smile.

Dan agreed and sat down to Helen's left with Karl on her right. The three of them made small talk until more IT people joined them and Karl became absorbed in 'shop talk,' and since Dan was in the engineering department, he couldn't follow much of what they were saying. Helen was at even more of a loss. She turned toward Dan and crossed her legs, giving him a perfect view from thigh to toe. His cock was already straining against his tailored pants so he made sure that the table cloth hid that fact from her. Dinner was served and he and Helen continued to talk about more personal things unrelated to work. Karl was embroiled in a conversation about new tech improvements that were to be implemented next year so he didn't seem to be paying attention to his lovely wife.

Helen was being more flirtatious as the night wore on and Dan wasn't sure how Karl would respond with him flirting with his wife, but he was occupied at the moment. Dan noticed Helen had removed her heels and was rubbing her feet together under the table. He wanted to have her silky soles in his hands; holding them, massaging them but he didn't dare ask. The dessert was served and the lights were dimmed for the beginning of the many speeches to come. Helen put her shoes back on and excused herself to the ladies room. Dan slouched a bit in his chair, stretching his legs under the table. Helen returned and sat down closer to Dan this time. He felt Helen's foot brush his leg and didn't think anything of it, but when he felt her foot again, lifting his pant leg and her nylon covered toes moving over his exposed skin, Dan froze. He looked to Helen who was facing the front and apparently listening intently to the speaker, but her foot kept moving up and down his shin. Dan's cock was rock hard and he was glad the lights were low so no one could see what Helen was doing, especially Karl. 

Dan had his hands in his lap and was trying to focus on what was being said so that he wouldn't loose control and cum in his pants. Helen put her hand on his and once again he looked over at her. She was still facing forward as she moved his right hand to her warm silky thigh. Dan started to pull away for fear of being noticed but she gently squeezed his hand as if to say 'don't move' then covered it with the table cloth. Now no one could see what was happening. He moved his hand down her leg to her knee then back up to the hem of her dress. He did this several times, enjoying the velvety texture of her expensive nylons.

When the speakers changed, Helen shifted in her seat. Karl got up and whispered something to Helen then left the room with a few of his coworkers. As Dan's hand returned to the top of her thigh, she opened her legs. This caused her dress to ride higher. He moved his hand between her legs and he could feel the heat increase. The next time he made the journey, his fingers touched her moist fiery sex. There was a large opening in her pantyhose and he realized they were crotchless. His dick was threatening to break out of its confinement. Helen's hand came to rest in Dan's lap again. His middle finger found her throbbing clit, and a shiver ran through her when he lightly touched it. He parted her folds, dipping his finger into her creamy valley. He saw her head drop and noticed she was biting her lower lip. Helen trembled and gave his cock a firm squeeze. 

"I'm gonna head back to the room," she whispered, "Follow me in about five minutes. We're in room 714."

"What about Karl? He might walk in on us. That won't be good," Dan replied quietly.

"Don't worry about Karl, he's gonna be out talking shop all night with those guys," Helen said then stood and walked away.

Dan struggled with the decision to go to Helen's room to fuck the day lights out of her and take the chance of getting caught or waiting around until he could leave the party and not get laid. He checked his watch and it seemed as if time had slowed down. 

"Fuck it!" he said under his breath then headed for the door. 

He went to the elevators and rode to the seventh floor. Walking down the hall he realized he was about to reach the point of no return. Dan stood at the door to Helen and Karl's room still contemplating the consequences of what might happen if he knocked. His mind brought back the images of Helen's legs in those glossy hose and the feel of them on his fingers. He knocked softly.

Helen opened the door and invited him in. She was still wearing her dress but had removed her shoes.

"I was beginning to think you weren't gonna come," she said walking into the interior of the small suite.

"I nearly came when we were at the table," he said with a nervous laugh.

"Well if it makes any difference, I did," she replied then moved close and passionately kissed him on the lips. She then stepped back and turned away from him, "Can you unzip me?"

He lowered the zipper of her dress as she unfastened the neck clasp. Dan could see the crossing waist bands of her Wolford Stay-Hip hose through the opening. She took a step forward, pulling her arms from the clinging sleeves, then let the dress fall to the floor. The wispy nylon hugging her lower body made Dan's cock stir to life again.

"Do you like what you see?" she said looking over her shoulder at him.

He nodded unable to construct a sentence.

"Wanna see more?"

He nodded again. 

Helen turned and placed her hands under her C cup breasts, tweaking her erect nipples. Dan was speechless. Helen stood before him in just her sheer tan hose, fondling her breasts. Dan moved to her. She put her arms around his neck and they kissed again. Their tongues wrestled as their urgent need grew. Helen unbuttoned Dan's shirt while he undid his belt and lowered his pants. Within moments he was naked and they resumed their kiss. His hard cock press against her stomach while his hands roamed over her firm hosed legs. She maneuvered him to the bed and had him sit. Her hand encircled his rigid dick as she knelt before him. Helen slowly stroke Dan's shaft and lovingly kissed the large purple head.

"Mmmmmmmm," he moaned.

She took him in her mouth and swallowed him to the base. Her head bobbed up and down as her tongue snaked around his shaft. Dan was trembling from her oral skills. She teased him to the point of orgasm then backed off to let him calm down. She did this over and over until he pulled her up and laid her on the bed. He ran his tongue from her toes to her dripping pussy then switched legs and did it again. He softly kissed her sensitive clit bringing sharp gasps from her. 

"Oh GOD...Don't stop...mmmmmmm...yes...yes...YES!" she cried as she was consumed by orgasmic pleasure.

Her silken legs moved up and down his torso, giving him additional stimulation. When her orgasm finally subsided, Dan moved up her body, kissing his way to her neck. His drooling cock pressed against her wet sex and she shifted her hips to get him inside her. The head of his manhood hit its mark and sank into her tight love canal.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH," she cried again clamping down on his invading member.

Her legs went around his waist as he thrust into her with growing force. She met his thrust with ones of her own, feeling a new orgasm building. Dan moved his arms behind her legs, effectively folding her in half. Her calves were at his ears as he pounded into her again and again. Helen went from orgasm to orgasm with almost no transition between them. Dan was nearing his own release when Helen wanted to switch positions.

"Fuck me from behind baby. I want you to cum on my ass and legs," she said in a seductive voice.

He rose up and she rolled from under him and got on her hands and knees. Dan plunged back into her dripping pussy without hesitation. He pumped away, regaining the ground he lost to the momentary transition. His hands moved over Helens ass and thighs, soaking up the wonderful sensations of her soft hose. Dan's thrusts were now sharp and violent. Helen loved every urgent motion, growling like an animal in heat. Their bodies slapped together with increasing ferocity as Dan raced to the finish line.

"Cum for me baby...cum on my silky hosed legs. I want to feel your hot cum dripping on my legs and ass," Helen encouraged.

Dan didn't need any more stimulation or encouragement at that point. He pulled out and sprayed his first stream of pearly cum on Helen's upturned ass. The second splashed against her right thigh. The remaining shots ended up on her calves and dripped onto the bed spread. Helen massaged his seed into her hose then lay down on her stomach. Dan joined her for a few minutes trying to catch his breath. Helen's cell phone buzzed on the night stand. She picked it up and read the text.

"Karl's on his way up," she said, looking to Dan.

He jumped up with fear in his eyes and started getting dressed as fast as possible. Helen didn't seem too concerned as she watched him fumbling with his clothing.

"Aren't you gonna take your hose off? He's gonna know you fucked someone if you don't," Dan asked in a frantic voice.

"He might get turned on by his wife being fucked by another man and having him cum all over her?" Helen responded, lying back on the bed and running her fingers over her damp mound.

"Well I'm not gonna take that chance," Dan said heading for the door.

"Even if I asked you to stay?"

"Thanks but no thanks," he replied and closed the door.

Helen let out an audible sigh then said, "I tried to get him to stay and play some more."

The closet door opened and Karl stepped out. He was naked and stroking his hard cock. Helen could tell by the large amount of pre cum leaking from the tip that he was probably very close to cumming himself.

"I know you did. He just wasn't adventurous enough to take a chance," he said moving closer to the bed.

Helen spread her legs wide for him, showing him just how wet she was. Her fingers fanned over her erect clit bringing her closer to a new orgasm.

"Bring me that big cock. I want to feel you cum in my wet pussy while you caress my soft pantyhose. See how much cum he shot on me. I want you to shoot at least that much in me," Helen purred; still teasing her clit.

Karl loved it when she talked like that. It always made him cum more and she knew it. He took her ankles in hand while she guided his stiff member into her hungry hole. It was going to be a long night of passion for the two of them.