Chloe was frustrated. Sexually frustrated. She hadn't been fucked since she and boyfriend split up over a month ago. As she stirred in bed, too early to be awake on a Sunday morning, she wished there was a man lying next to her. She imagined how he would wake her up by gently tugging at her nipples, making them hard before licking and sucking on them. She would take hold of his swollen cock and moan at it's hardness for her. Her fingers traced the line he would follow across her breasts and down to her pussy. She touched her pussy, feeling the moisture oozing out of her hot hole. She rubbed her clit, covering it with her juices. She imagined him doing the same, and could almost feel his cock teasing her pussy lips before plunging deep inside her. Her fingers pushed inside her, mimicking his actions. Her back arched, her breathing grew fast with desire pulsing through her. As she felt herself on the verge of tipping over the edge into orgasm the phone started to ring.
"Damn!" she breathed, relaxing back onto the mattress.
"Hi Chloe!" her friend's voice rang down the line as Chloe answered the phone.
"It's a bit early, Mel," Chloe answered with a sigh.
"I've been up for hours and you promised you'd come and help."
Chloe groaned inwardly as she remembered the promise she'd made to help Mel prepare for the huge barbeque she was holding in honour of her boyfriend's, Chris's, birthday.
"But it's only just gone nine," Chloe said as she checked the clock.
"I've got so much still to do!"
"Yes, but the barbecue doesn't start until four, you've got hours," Chloe reminded her.
"But everything has to be just perfect," Mel cried.
Chloe knew she wouldn't be able to get herself off the hook; Mel was one of those people who would never forgive herself, or Chloe as she had somehow been coerced into helping out, if everything didn't go exactly to plan.
"OK, what can I do to help?" Chloe relented.
"Thanks, Chloe. I owe you."
"Yes, you do," said Chloe, still frustrated from her unachieved orgasm. "Are there any sexy men coming?" she asked doubtfully, expecting is would be just their usual crowd of friends invited.
"Well, don't know if he's sexy, but Chris has invited Nick, someone who's just started working at his place. I think he's single."
"Probably just another computer geek," said Chloe, thinking of Chris, who was lovely and he and Mel were really great together, but just not her type.
"Guess we'll find out later. Anyway, I've got a shopping list for you if you wouldn't mind stopping off at the shops on your way over."
*
Chloe arrived at Mel's and Chris's place, a charming country cottage with a very large garden that Chloe loved. It had an immense lawn, bordered on two sides with beds of exotic plants and flowers. At the bottom of the lawn grew several huge, ancient trees, blocking the view of the rest of the enchanted forest-like garden beyond.
Chloe's car was laden with several bags of shopping she had picked up on the way. She couldn't believe that Mel had forgotten to buy so much, or more likely, she had just kept on adding to her idea of a perfect barbecue.
"Hi, Chloe. Great to see you!" Chris met Chloe at the car to help with the bags. "You look great!"
"Happy birthday, Chris and thanks," Chloe replied, appreciative of the compliment, but having spent next to no time getting ready, she wasn't sure it was warranted. Although she knew she was pretty, she viewed herself modestly and had little idea of how men would see her, dressed in a short, white, halter neck sundress that she had thrown on after her quick shower. The dress beautifully contained her breasts, showing a cleavage that most men would die for. Her long, dark hair made a stunning contrast against the whiteness of the dress.
"Hi, Mel," called Chloe, as she and Chris entered the kitchen.
"At last," sighed an agitated Mel.
"Calm down, I'm here now. What do you need me to do? We'll get everything done in time," Chloe reassured.
"Thanks, Chloe. You're a life saver!"
*
All the preparation was complete. The salads were made, the meat marinated, the drinks cooling in the fridge. Mel was still in a state of anxiety and Chloe could tell that she'd probably be glad when the barbecue was over. Chloe was trying to relax, lying on a sun lounger with one of Mel's fantastic cocktails. Now that all the work was done, her frustration at her interrupted orgasm returned. She almost couldn't wait for the party to end so she could get home to her favourite vibrator.
People started to arrive, the music was turned up to full volume and the drink began to flow. Soon the smell of barbequed meat filled the warm summer air, mingling with the sweet-scented flowers in the garden. Chloe scanned the familiar crowd - mostly friends of Chris and Mel, along with a few of their work colleagues that Chloe had met at a previous party. She spotted Cathy and Ben, a newly-wed couple just back from their honeymoon.
"Hi, guys!" said Chloe. "Sorry I couldn't make the wedding, family stuff... you know," she apologised.
"Hi Chloe, no problem," Ben replied.
"So, tell me all about the honeymoon," Chloe said.
Cathy proceeded to bore Chloe with every detail, everything but what went on in the bedroom. From exactly how late the flight was to how fantastic the food was, including describing the colours of the cocktail umbrellas (purple to match the hotel décor). Chloe switched off, but managed the odd "Really" and "That sounds fantastic" so as not to appear rude. Her attention was elsewhere. Through the open patio doors of the cottage came Chloe's dream. He was taller than average, well built, (Chloe was imagining running her hands over his muscular chest that there was a suggestion of through his tight shirt), with dark hair and dark eyes that drew you into his world. His eyes locked onto hers and she could feel the electricity that darted through the summer air between them sending tingling shivers of pleasure to her pussy.
