Juliana pulled into the long driveway at Carol's country home with the sun lighting the forest trees. She was happy she'd accepted the invitation to attend the Thanksgiving gathering. The relaxing drive from the city was so much better than the stress and expense of airline holiday travel. Not to mention the unavoidable anxiety associated with family gatherings.
Carol loved to entertain and was a relaxed hostess. There would be an interesting mix of about twenty people. Juliana knew half of them and Carol's parties always included at least a couple unique and entertaining characters. She looked forward to meeting and interacting with some new and interesting people. There would be a large buffet instead of a formal sit down dinner. Guests were welcome to walk the large property, enjoy the hot tub and sauna, explore the stables, watch football, or chat while enjoying the well-stocked bar.
When Carol greeted her with an enthusiastic hug, and genuine pleasure, Juliana felt the work week tension slip away. She gave her hostess a bottle of local red wine. Taking in the seasonal decorations, she relaxed into the warm holiday festivities. Juliana was ready to get into the playful party spirit of the season.
After hanging her coat in the hall closet, she ran a hand through thick, shoulder length brown hair. Juliana wore a silken, three quarter sleeve blouse in light periwinkle over a softly layered black skirt on a bias cut.
Helping herself to some mulled cider, Juliana cruised the house and chatted with friends. Drawn by the sun and the comfortable temperature, she wandered out to the stone patio and stood by the fire crackling in the raised pit. The dancing flames riveted her attention.
After a few minutes, another guest approached the fireplace. He said, "I love the smell of wood smoke."
Juliana agreed, "Yes, it reminds me of when we used to rake and burn leaves." Extending her hand, she added, "Hi, I'm Juliana."
Shaking her hand, he replied, "I'm Scott."
While they exchanged typical introductory pleasantries, Juliana checked him out. Athletic, short dark hair, well dressed, but not flashy. He had an easy laugh and a relaxed demeanor.
Juliana didn't want to interrupt the pleasant conversation, but when Carol circulated nearby, she offered to help put out the food. Carol accepted and they walked to the large country kitchen. She could feel Scott's eyes follow her, so she put an extra swing in her hips.
Carol explained that Scott was an associate at the law firm that handled her business affairs. Picking up on Juliana's interest, she added that he was single and had come solo to the dinner.
The mouthwatering aroma of the food filled the house and added to the congenial atmosphere. The combination of catered and homemade dishes was plentiful. With everyone pitching in, it was swiftly put out.
Juliana had switched to wine and it gave her a light, party buzz. As she picked at appetizers and talked with people, she occasionally caught Scott's eye and gave him a wink or a flirtatious flick of her hair.
When it was time for the main course, they connected at the buffet table and paired up to eat. They talked work and mutual friends and compared recent travel adventures. Juliana enjoyed his wit and his wide range of outdoor interests. She was also excited by his obvious attraction.
After dinner, they each got another glass of wine and decided to walk around the property to stretch and work off some of the calories. When Scott touched her arm or lower back to steady her on the uneven ground, Juliana felt a welcome spark. They chatted and laughed about nothing in particular while exploring the estate's beautiful grounds. Their flirtation included playful sexual banter about the size of drumsticks and the proper way to stuff a bird.
After such a filling meal, Juliana would normally be lethargic and want to settle into a welcoming sofa. However, the unexpected sexual tension had her alert and wired. When the hometown football game started, most people drifted into the great room and settled before the big screen television. Juliana sat in an over-stuffed leather chair. Scott was looking at her from across the room. Pretending to be immersed in the game, Juliana uncrossed her legs in a manner that allowed Scott a view up her thighs. She held the position for several seconds then recrossed her legs. She hoped no one else saw her slutty move. When she looked back at Scott, he smiled, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows in approval. Encouraged, Juliana looked around furtively and made a few other subtle sexual gestures: slowly rubbing her breast to dust off non-existent crumbs; sensuously licking wine from her fingers. Scott was trying to act nonchalant, but, he was riveted.
When she again scanned the room for unintended observers, Juliana was startled to see Carol watching her. Juliana almost spilled her wine. Carol gave her a salacious look and silently mouthed 'naughty girl'. Flushing a bright red, Juliana tried to melt into the chair and turned her eyes to the screen. She knew Carol would approve of her seduction. But, she was still embarrassed at being so carelessly caught.
The football game was getting exciting and the crowd was becoming noisy. Despite getting caught by the hostess, Juliana was getting seriously excited for other reasons. After a few minutes, Juliana raised her eyes and confirmed no one was watching her except Scott. Assuring herself that Carol was otherwise occupied, she dropped a napkin on the floor. Juliana spread her thighs wide to pick it up and gave him a long upskirt view of her red lace lingerie. Across the room, Scott shifted to accommodate the growing stiffness in his trousers.
As soon as he could walk without revealing his erection, Scott approached her chair. Waving his glass, he asked, "Would you like a fill up?"
Juliana licked her lips and replied, "A strong one would really hit the spot."
Scott's eyes blazed with desire, "I think I have just what you need."
