The last thing I wanted to be doing after work on a Friday was running around to different stores shopping. Unfortunately for me Cindy, my wife, needed me to help get a bunch of things for the party we were having the following night at our house. Despite this being a birthday party for her good friend Bonnie, I was the one doing most of the preparations. On my way home I needed to make stops at the card store to get Bonnie a birthday card. I had to go to the liquor store to get a bunch of alcohol. I also had to go to the grocery store for snacks and other small party items. Fortunately Cindy was going to get all the decorations as well as decorate the house.
When I got home the only two things I needed to do were clean the basement, and help make the Jell-O shots. The basement of course was a mess but it needed to be cleaned. More than likely people would migrate down there since we have a room with a dart board, a room with a pool table, and a room with a ping pong table.
Once we finally had everything cleaned up on Saturday we needed to start getting some other things setup before our guests started arriving around 7pm. While Cindy decorated, I setup a table for poker and other card games in our sun room. I also setup a karaoke machine in the family room. The food was going in the dining room while the drinks stayed in the kitchen. We also have a formal living room that we cleared furniture out of so it could be used as a dance floor if people so desired. Basically we had a bunch of things setup so hopefully everyone would have a good time. Cindy was also trying to outdo Bonnie since she went all out last year for Cindy's birthday party.
By the time we completed all the preparations, it was already late in the afternoon and most guests would be arriving in just over an hour. Fortunately we specifically stated that the party was casual so we didn't need to get dressed up. Cindy ran off to shower and change, and I did the same using the guest suite. Since it was a casual affair, I just threw on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a sweater. Though the house would probably get hot with the approximately 50 guests there, it was second nature to throw on the sweater in the middle of February. Cindy of course couldn't go quite as casual. She decided on a pair of black pants and a nice white sweater. She knew that I loved that sweater because it was rather tight and it made her 36B tits look a little bigger than they were.
There she was all 5'5" and 105 pounds of her standing in front of me with her dark brown hair up in a ponytail, and she was starting to turn me on. I complimented her on just how beautiful I thought she looked and gave her a nice big kiss. While kissing her I let my hands roam down around her firm ass and gave it a big squeeze. Unfortunately at about that time the doorbell rang and our guests were starting to arrive. It was a damn shame that we had just gotten started and would have to wait to finish things later.
Over the next hour or so, most of our guests had arrived except for the guest of honor and her husband. We were rather surprised that Bonnie and Mike weren't there yet. A few minutes later when the doorbell rang again, and I answered it, I knew exactly why they were a few minutes later than just about everyone else. Standing there at the door was Bonnie looking drop dead gorgeous.
She was wearing a black skirt that hung about 3 inches above her knee with a tan sweater which had buttons half way down the front. The buttons were half undone to show a little cleavage, which I didn't need to look too closely to see. She also had on black leather boots with 2-inch heels that came almost up to her knees. The heels put her at about eye level with me, just under 6 feet tall. For a casual party she definitely dressed up. She had her long blonde hair down and it looked like she spent quite a bit of time getting ready. Mike on the other hand was just like me, casually dressed in jeans and a sweater.
When they came inside, Mike immediately went to the drinks mentioning something about needing plenty of alcohol to make it through the night. I wasn't exactly sure why he made the statement, but I got the feeling that Mike wasn't too thrilled about being at a big party. Bonnie mentioned that he was a little upset about her getting her hair done specifically for the party, but he would be fine and have a good time.
A few more guests arrived shortly after the guest of honor, and by 10pm the party was in full swing. Cindy had the karaoke machine going and a bunch of people were hanging around there trying to sing and entertain the crowd. The poker table was full with a bunch of people, all guys for some reason. There were even a few people dancing in the living room with the stereo going. There were a few times when everyone stopped and we had toasts to Bonnie...mainly with Jell-O shots, but also with other types of alcohol.
As midnight approached quite a few people had left to head home, but we still had about 20-25 people at the house. I am not sure there were many sober people, but it did seem like everyone was having a good time...Mike included. Actually Mike was at the poker table, rather drunk, winning a nice chunk of money from everyone there. Cindy still had the karaoke machine going. There were a few people that I didn't see so I decided to take a walk down to the basement to see if anyone was down there. Much to my surprise it was quiet down there and at first I didn't see anyone.
As I started back up the stairs I heard a voice from behind me asking why I didn't bother to say hello. I turned around and it was Bonnie sitting on one of the stools in the main room next to the pool table. I was surprised to see her down there all alone since it was her party.
"Why are you down here alone?" I asked her.
"I am a bit drunk and wanted a break from the noise," she answered.
"I can understand that. I will leave you be, unless you would like some company," I mentioned.
"Unless you are needed upstairs, why don't you stay? We can shoot pool or better yet, how about we play darts? I have wanted to play again since Mike and I were here last time," she replied.
Since she was the birthday girl and she wanted to shoot darts, we decided on darts. We walked into the room with the dart board and just started tossing the darts at the board. I guess this was the warm up period because neither one of us was really paying attention to where the darts landed on the board. We were just tossing and shooting the breeze for about ten minutes. Eventually Bonnie looked at me and asked if we should decide on rules and actually play. Since it was her birthday I let her decide on the rules, and she decided on 6 darts and lowest total score drinks a shot. I was rather surprised at that since she was already fairly drunk and we didn't have any alcohol downstairs.
Oh well, upstairs we went looking for alcohol. Bonnie stopped at the poker table to find that Mike wasn't there. She looked around but still couldn't find him. So, she came and got me and we both went to look. Since I didn't see him downstairs I decided to check the guest rooms upstairs. In the main guest room there he was passed out on the bed. I went and found Bonnie, told her where he was, gathered a bottle of bourbon and a shot glass, and went back downstairs. Bonnie went up to check on Mike, grabbed the 6 remaining Jell-O shots and came downstairs.
Once we were downstairs I grabbed a small table from another room to set the drinks on. While I was doing that Bonnie sat down and started to take her boots off. I noticed her struggling a bit and offered my help. I got down on one knee and helped her remove one boot at a time. As I slid each boot off I was able to feel her incredibly smooth and soft legs, which immediately started giving me a hard on. Not really thinking clearly, probably because of the alcohol, I started to slowly rub her legs and move my hands further and further up her legs. When my hands were about half way up her thigh I looked up to see her looking down at me, which startled me and made me stop and stand up. I immediately apologized and blamed my actions on the alcohol, but Bonnie didn't mind at all.
"If you even do that again, you better be prepared to slide them up further," she commented. Then out of the blue she blurted out, "Let's shoot some darts".
Now that Bonnie had her boots off, she was a couple inches shorter than me when she stood up. I am about 5'11" tall so I am guessing that she is about 5'9. The nice thing about her being a couple inches shorter now was that I was able to get a better look at the cleavage between her 34D breasts. I know this size for a fact since she accidentally left a bra at our house last summer after going to the pool with Cindy. Ever since that day I have wanted to see them for myself, and now seeing her in front of me that thought was back in my head.