Jane And George Jetson Phopha

Jane and George Jetson

Chapter 1

By Phynneman

It was Mr. Spacely's birthday, and he was throwing a party at his house. Most supervisors and managers and their wives had already arrived. When George Jetson, a supervisor, and Jane, his wife, arrived, they were greeted by his house bot and shown into the main room of his house. There was a table on which presents had been left. George set theirs with all the others.

As Mr. Spacely walked up to the duo, "George, I'm so glad you could make it, and this must be your lovely wife Jane."

George introduced his wife, "Jane, this is Mr. Spacely."

"Oh, don't be so formal here in my house, George. Please call me Cosmos, my dear. After all, we're not at work, so relax, both of you." As Cosmos, being small in stature, said this, he reached up to Jane's hand and politely shook it.

Cosmos snapped his fingers, and his butler bot, "James," was instantly beside him. "What are you two drinking? I know, James, two Jupiter Jumps. Jane, they are great." Within a minute, James was back with the drinks on a tray. Cosmos had gone to greet several more arriving guests.

Taking one of the glasses from the offered tray, Jane took a sip, and Cosmos was correct; the drinks were good. George introduced her to several of his co-workers and their wives and made small talk.

George introduced Jane to Mr. Spacely's personal secretary, Ms. Rabbit. She was a striking redhead wearing a tight-fitting red dress with a slit down the side and the front plunged low, very low, on her ample chest. The upper half of her bosom was on prominent display; the valley and undersides of each globe were also exhibited.

Jane noted that as Ms. Rabbit walked, her left leg would open the floor-length dress, and a great deal of her leg, like her breasts, was put on display. Jane was sure this was done, so all male eyes had to be drawn to her, and that was how she made sure she was the center of attention.

After some stilted, forced small talk, Jane realized why they called her "The Fish." Not once did she smile; she seemed as cold as the proverbial mackerel. They soon parted. Jane also noted that Ms. Rabbit was never far away from Mr. Spacely.

Soon, Jane found her drink glass was empty. She turned around to get the attention of James, the bot, for a refill and found Cosmos behind her. She was sure Cosmos was staring at her ass.

She was wearing a wrap-around light brown dress that buttoned down one side. The material was very clingy and showed off everything under it. To avoid disrupting the lines of her dress, she had forgone a bra but was wearing panties in the new "Smooth Shape" fabric. It didn't show any bumps or ridges under what she wore but covered all the personal parts.

"Here, Jane, you look like you need another drink." Mr. Spacely said. Before she could say no, James was there with a second Jupiter Jump. Besides, they tasted so good that once she had the drink in her hand, she really did want it.

"You're welcome, Jane." She noticed Cosmos was looking intently at her chest, which wasn't unexpected since her chest was at eye level with his face.

She took the drink in hand and said, "Oh, thank you." she said. When she looked down, she could see her nipples making clear impressions through her dress. Oh dear, I should have worn the smooth shape bra also, she thought. Jane looked around for George and found him in a small group of people talking shop. Without thinking, she downed the drink. My that was good. She said to herself. Setting the empty glass on a table, she told Mr. Spacely, "Excuse me." She watched him tear his eyes off of her breasts and smile at her as she left him to walk over to George.

George turned as Jane walked up to him. "Hi, handsome." She said.

George introduced her to his co-workers, "Jane, this is Robert, Mike, Ruddy, and their wives Ellen, Mary, and.. sorry?" "Robin." She answered for him.

Holding out her hand to Jane, she asked. "What do you think of Cosmos's party? After a while, they can get wild."

Jane had a look on her face of not understanding what she meant. Robin explained, "Too many drinks, a casual environment away from work, and the low-level workers. People tend to let their hair down. Cosmos doesn't mind, but only if you don't say how you really feel about him. It's also rumored some have taken advantage of his spare rooms. You know what I mean? And watch out for Cosmos's Jupiter Jumps; the guys call them "liquid panties remover."" She said with a knowing smile on her lips.

Actually, Jane didn't, and it must have shown. Robin said, "Cosmos has several drivers standing by to take home those who have had too much to drink. But he has a couple of spare bedrooms with overly large beds. Some couples stay over and share a room." She looked at Jane with a smile that was not a question but something like Jane was supposed to know what it meant. Jane needed to figure out what she was missing about what had been implied.

Because of Jane's two drinks, she guessed she wasn't as quick on the ball as usual. "Jane, the beds are big enough for sex people, oh excuse me," Robin said while putting her fingertips to her lips. "Six people and some couples make use of them after the party. That way, they don't have to drive home. They stay the night. You know, two couples in a room. Of course, we could squeeze in two more if we all get friendly." There was that questioning smile on her lips again.

As Jane processed this information, what Robbin said began to dawn on her. I think her face showed this because suddenly, she had a third drink in her hand and noticed everyone was looking at her. Jane was embarrassed when she realized she and George had just been invited to join them. "Ah, I don't think I'm that drunk." She stammered.

As Jane thought about what she had just said, her mind began playing different scenes in my head, naked bodies everywhere, hands roaming all over her. Her hands roaming all over them, breasts, tummies, naked thighs, hands between her legs, her hands between their legs, her hands on male parts, female parts. Oh my, George would love to put his hands on those parts.

She was turning red, so she hid her face in her drink glass. Suddenly, she became aware that Mike looked at her like he was a big dog and she was a tasty dog treat waiting to be eaten. Oh, that's funny, she thought, waiting to be eaten. Jane started to giggle. That made her realize maybe she was more drunk than she thought. She became aware she was soaking wet down there and would love to have George between her legs eating her right now.

Looking at Mike, she told the group, "No, not this time. I need to find the powder room." She quickly downed the last of her drink and grabbed George's hand. "I've got to find a bathroom before I have an accident."

As they walked away, George, looking at his wife, said. "I'm sorry, Jane. I had heard some stories about this but really didn't believe them." Jane was looking for an empty room as they went down a hallway. She needed something between her legs, and soon, she also needed that something to be attached to George.

She opened the first door they came to and just stared. It was a bedroom, and the bed must have been ten feet wide and twelve feet long. Robbin wasn't kidding about six people rolling around on it and having sex with room to spare. As tempting as it was, she knew they didn't want to get caught in a bed. That would just be an invite for others to join them, and she knew she could not do that, no matter how drunk she was. Jane closed the door and, pulling George along, went across the hall to the next door.

Opening the door, she found walls lined with natural wood paneling and shelves with books—real books. It was a den. There was a fireplace with a warm-looking fire going. In the middle of the room were overstuffed chairs and a couch with expensive-looking end tables and lamps facing the large fireplace. She laughed when she saw a white bear-skin rug in front of the fireplace. "This will do," she thought. She pulled George in and closed the door.

Dragging him to the fireplace, She turned and planted her lips on his. Leaning back against the arm of one of the chairs, she wrapped one of her legs around his and started to dry hump his leg. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and felt his hands pulling her rump to him. He was hard, and she liked the feel of him against her.

"George, suck my nipples, pull my dress down and suck on my nipples." She begged.

George pulled away and asked her, "Jane, what if someone comes in?"

"They'll leave and go find their own place." She mumbled as she was sucking on his tongue and lips.

"But what if Mr. Spacely comes in and sees us?"

"Let him; he can stay and watch for all I care," Jane almost shouted in frustration. "Just get your hands on my tits and suck my nipples. Just do it, please! George, the drinks and the talk have me so horny I need you to make love to me now!"

Jane reached for the top of her dress and pulled it down, baring her breasts to George. "Suck them, bite them." As his mouth covered her left nipple and his tongue started licking, she was going insane with her need to have him inside her. She reached for his zipper and pulled it down. But this caused George to stop sucking. Jane pushed her hand inside his pants and found him. George resumed sucking her left breast. She pulled his head harder into her bare breast.

After a minute or so, she pushed her right breast into his face, and he switched to sucking that nipple. Another minute of his lips sucking and tongue flicking her nipples and his hands caressing her tits was all she could take.

"Give me a second," She said, pulling his lips from her chest. She bent over, reached through his open fly, and pushed his underwear down. He was hard when she grabbed her prize, and hard was just how she needed him to be. She fished his manhood out through the opening and then pulled his belt to undo the buckle. She undid the snap and was finally able to get his pants opened, pushing them down to the floor along with his underwear. Taking his hard pole in both hands, She stroked the skin up and down his shaft. With one or two strokes, her hand showed wet signs of his pre-cum milked from his gland. Jane had a strong desire to get on her knees and to lick the wetness from him, but her feeling to have him inside of her won out.

She pushed him away and hiked up her dress. She grabbed her panties and started to pull them down, and then she giggled and then began laughing.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"liquid pantie remover." She said. George just looked at her with a lost look.

As her panties hit the floor, She stepped out of them and turned toward the overstuffed chair. "Never mind," She said as she leaned over the back of the chair, pulling her dress up over her backside. She spread her legs apart, reached behind her, and spread her rump apart, showing her husband what she hoped was an inviting view.

"George, I'm too horny to make love to, just fill me! Please just come here and ram yourself in me."

Jane knew she must be drunk to say that. That was so unlike her. She thought It must be the alcohol talking. She felt his manhood make contact with her soft behind and reveled in the feel of the heat and hard flesh as it began to push its way between her cheeks. It took a little adjusting of their positions to get George into the proper place. She thought, "We couldn't have him going where no man had gone before! I'm not that kind of girl."

She reveled in the feeling of being entered as he found her proper entrance. That special feeling of being filled with both love and manhood, and she hoped George would soon be filling her with his seed.

She pushed back to get more of him in. George pulled away and then thrust in deeper and harder; she loved it. She soon had a rhythm going with George and thought how wicked it was to be having sex in his boss's house. That added to the excitement. She felt George hit that special spot when he got deep inside her, and she knew that it wouldn't take much more of this before she would reach the ultimate pleasure. Jane just hoped George could last a little longer as she felt him speed up his strokes and his grip tighten on her hips. He was making sounds that told her he was getting close. She pushed back harder, trying to get him in as deep as she could; soon, she felt it coming from deep in her, and her love nest started tightening on its own. George pushed hard in, and then Jane felt him stop moving and begin to shake; at that point, she lost it, and the waves of pleasure washed over her. She could feel him spurting inside her. Jane went nuts with the feel of them both reaching a climax at the same time, both of them shaking and trembling.

She felt George's grip on her hips loosen, and he laid over her back. Jane was glad she was across the chair, or they would have both fallen. She felt the full feeling inside her drop as he went soft, and soon, she felt a warm wetness going down her legs. George stood up, and his very soft appendage slipped from her, leaving her with an empty feeling. Jane looked around for something to wipe herself with. On the end table under the reading lamp was a crocheted cloth; she picked up the lamp and took the fabric, wiping her inner thighs. George leaned over and kissed his wife before he turned and, bending over, pulled his pants up.

Jane liked his backside and how cute his butt looked when he bent over. He picked up her panties and held them out to her as she pulled her dress back down and her top up. Jane took her panties and put them in her clutch purse.

As they checked each other to ensure all their clothes were in order, she looked at her husband and told George, "Now I do need the bathroom." They checked the hallway before leaving the den and walked down the hall. At the second door, they found the bathroom.

When they rejoined the party, only about fifteen people were still there. Most looked like they were too drunk to drive home and needed to stay the night. George looked for Mr. Spacely to say their goodbyes and found him coming out of one of the rooms, followed by Ms. Rabbit, or, as George called her, "The Fish." They both headed directly toward them. Cosmos had a big grin on his face as he came up to the couple; the Fish held back a few steps. She also had half a smile on her lips.

"Jane, George, did you have a good time? I know Jessica, and I did just by having you two here. I sure hope you will make it to more of my parties." The Jetsons assured him they had a great time and would look forward to doing it again. He grinned ear to ear and told them he also very much hoped they would do it again. Saying their goodbyes, they headed to the parking pad and their car.

As they walked out to the landing pad, Jane said, "George, I think inviting you to this party was a tryout to move up in the company. It was just a step to see how you would fit in with the middle management crowd."

"You think so, Jane?"

"Yes, I do." She said with a smile on her face. Turning to him, she kissed him on the lips. "I hope we didn't blow it by leaving the party for our own little party."

"I doubt anyone missed us, Jane."

A boy had their car ready to go by the time they reached the landing pad. As George lifted off from the pad, Jane reached into her purse. As she pulled out her panties, the cloth she had taken from Mr. Spacely's den fell out.

As Jane handed George her underwear, she smiled at him and said, "Oh, I must have forgotten to put these back on 'cause there is nothing under this dress but me." She reached over to the dash controls, and as she turned the canopy shading to maximum dark, she told George to set the car on auto-drive toward home.

When he had done that, she spread her legs and, taking his hand, guided it in between them while bending over him and began to undo his belt buckle.