I had been invited to an afternoon garden party earlier in the week. The hostess, Therese, was a a friend of mine, and mentioned it was for a cause of some kind. I wasn’t listening too hard and found myself saying yes, and not thinking too much more about it. It was supposed to start sometime in the early afternoon, I wouldn’t make it there until nearly five.
When I arrived I had pulled in behind a couple who were just getting out of a Benz. She was considerably younger than he was, she looked about 25 and he was 50-something and agitated. Without lingering as I walked past it was clear his car got scraped while she was driving. He had to watch the mishap in slow-motion, and was venting hard. She stood resigned. She had an athletic body that was poised and toned. her shoulders stood out in quiet relief under her elegant cocktail dress. I caught her eye, and her gaze followed me as she endured his harangue.
I went inside. The couple and their problems faded. The man vanished entirely, I found myself thinking about the woman. I met Therese and she greeted me very warmly. Her skin glowed in the late afternoon sun, with the sunlight shining on her strawberry blonde hair. I felt the heat from her body as it moved under her cranberry silk dress. As she liked, she was wearing the absolute minimum in clothing, and I felt the tips of her nipples as she brushed up against me. Her tongue slyly slithered in my mouth in a tiny wet burst of pleasure. She smiled and her teeth were white against her light pink lips. I looked at her and spoke into her ear quietly. She paused and chuckled, and nodded.
We parted and I went out on the sundeck and watched the boats on the water. I was considering another strawberry when I felt eyes on me. I turned around and saw the younger woman I had seen earlier, looking at me intently. I looked back, until she decided to come closer. She was a brunette with green eyes, full lips.
She introduced herself as Nancy.
“You saw us in the street. I hate when that happens”. I waited. Nancy looked up, and continued.
“What would you have done?”
I said it was pretty much over and done with, otherwise, enough is enough. I looked over and saw the man deep in conversation with another very young woman who was obviously spilling out of her top of her blouse. He was on another planet. I turned to Nancy, smiled, and excused myself.
I went upstairs to a quiet room I knew about. I was looking at the books and pictures when I heard the door quietly open and close. There was Therese, barefoot and smiling. I turned and she walked quickly over the carpet. Her mouth was a warm wet flower. I could feel her body stiffening then relaxing with desire. Now I didn’t want to wait, and gently lifted the hem of her dress. Her smooth buttocks were cool to the touch. My tongue was gently lapping at the corners of her mouth as my fingers gently smoothed aside her pubic hair. She sighed audibly as I slipped my fingers inside her.
We slowly began to sink down onto the bed. I could feel her hands undoing my shirt and trousers. She began kissing my stomach and chest, her hands all the while cupping my erect penis. I lifted the dress over her head, and now she was fully and deliciously naked. Her small and perfect breasts were uplifted with desire. I began to kiss my way south, pausing at each nipple and over the smoothness of her belly, letting my tongue savor the contrasts between the soft downy hair at the nipple as it met the first shaved pubic hairs above her delicately fragrant bush. I cupped her buttocks in my hand as my tongue gently and then insistently began to probe her sweet pussy. Her hands tousled my hair and fondled my head. She lifted her legs and began to rock slowly back and forth. I could feel her desire rising, and my face was slippery with her juices. She moaned and pushed herself hard into my mouth, where my tongue was harshly flicking its way into and around her button-hard clit. I had just begun to sink into her slowly when I felt a slight breeze. We turned to see the young brunette come into the room with realizing we were both there. She had her back to us. I quietly stood up and closed the door behind her. I turned the lock in the door.
“Hello again.”
Nancy looked a bit flustered, and couldn’t make up her mind where to look or not look. I could see her nipples stiffening under her dress. Therese had curled on her side and was watching with bemusement.
“I followed you up here.” A long pause. “I was curious.”
“Are you still curious?” She looked at me directly. Her mouth was dry and her her lips trembled. She nodded.
