A lame party by co-workers gets heated by a challenge.
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Drunk and energized from dancing at the clubs, Eva and Jake were not ready to go home.
"It's 1:30 already?" Eva complained as she closed the door to the passenger side.
Jake started the SUV, and rubbed his hands to warm them up while he waited for the engine to warm up.
"Fuck, it's cold!" he said.
The street was bright with the Holiday spirit, red and green, and blue and white, and flashing lights. And it was snowing like crazy, which was unusual for Albuquerque. The snow seemed to make the holiday lights more brilliant and vibrant.
"Wow, snow," Eva said.
Albuquerque did not see much snow, though the Sandias to the east were often crested with white.
"We'd better get home before it gets worse," he said.
But she reached over with her hand, and touched his crotch, and his penis underneath the fabric. He didn't wear underwear when they went out, and neither did she. He started swelling under her soft, but insistent touch.
"I'm not ready to go home," she said. "I'm so fucking horny, it hurts," she said.
It was snowing hard, and the engine was warming up. He locked the doors to make sure no one could interrupt them. They both leaned over and kissed passionately, tasting the booze on each other's breath, sweet and alcoholic. He had refrained from drinking too much so he could drive. Her fingers found his zipper, and she pulled out his hard cock, freeing it from his tight jeans. His hand went to her pussy, and he slid a finger gently inside its wetness. She kept herself shaved and smooth but for a tuft of pubic hair at the top, the bikini cut. He kept his pubic hair very trimmed as well.
"Oh, Jake," she breathed. "Happy New Years," she breathed.
"Happy New Years, baby!"
They kissed and touched each other all over, their horniness growing. For being in their early thirties, they still had all the spunk of youth in their marriage, and confidence to please one another. A breast slipped out of her black dress, and he fondled it and played with her nipple. Then her head went down to his lap, and she took his cock into her warm, moist mouth, and sucked eagerly. He leaned back and moaned, never tired of how his wife took care of him. He fingered her while she took him down her throat, and played with her clitoris, just how she liked it.
Then the cell phone rang.
Her head came up suspiciously. He did not want to answer it, but Eva seemed concerned.
"It might be the kids, answer it," she said.
He got his phone out and looked at the screen.
"Nope, just Steven, my co-worker," he said. "One of the interns."
"Why is he calling this late?" she asked.
He decided to answer since the moment was lost. He put it on speakerphone so his wife could hear.
"Hello?"
"Hey," said a drunk Steven.
Then in the background, they could hear a woman's voice. Was that Stephanie? Jake wondered. That was another co-worker, but as far as he knew Steven and her were not together. Maybe they were now.
"They answered this late? Ask them!" Stephanie asked in the background.
"Hey," Steven said again. "What are you guys doing? We weren't sure if you'd be up or not."
"We just left the club, actually," Jake replied.
Eva went back down on him, and began sucking his cock as he was on the phone, now that she knew it wasn't an emergency or the kids calling.
"Oh cool, so you guys are in town?"
"Yep. What's up?"
"Well, Stef and I wanted to know if you wanted to come over. We're having a party at Mike's house. Oh, Happy New Years!"
"A party, huh? Who else is there?" Jake asked.
"Richard, me, Stef, Michael, just us," he said, slurring a little.
He was sure Eva would not want anything to do with this. They were too young anyway. Too young to be drinking.
"Well ..."
But then Eva surprised him, and came up for air.
"Yeah, we'll come over," she said.
She looked at him and smiled, and shrugged.
"Why not?"
"Are you sure, babe?" he asked.
"Well, only if they have booze," she said.
"Yeah, we got booze," Stef said in the background. "We just need more people," she laughed. "And we have pizza."
"Then we are definitely coming over."
Jake got going, and Eva continued to suck his cock.
"I'm fucking hungry baby, give me a snack," she said.
She then took him down her throat, all the way, lips to balls, and he moaned in ecstasy. She knew how to please her husband. With one hand she gently squeezed his balls, as if testing for ripe fruit. And he was ripe all right.
He fingered her pussy as she went down on him, making her moan as well. She came easy, or maybe he just knew how to push her buttons. Hearing her moan made him come to climax quicker. And it made her suck him all the harder. Sensing he was about to come, she pulled her head up, and he emptied his load into her mouth, and he sighed and smiled as he heard her swallow it all to avoid a mess.
***
Finding Mike's house in the falling snow had been a challenge. They pulled into the driveway and killed the engine. A Christmas tree in the window glowed over the front lawn and six inches of snow that had fallen.
Eva put on her coat over her dress, and her hood, and got out. Jake followed, admiring his wife's ass jiggling under the sheer and shimmering black dress, and her thigh-high black high-heeled boots. They rang the bell, and then faced each other and smiled, admiring each other.
"You're handsome," she said. "And I got your cum in my belly."
"You're fucking sexy, baby. And I got plenty more where that came from."
The door opened, and a girl in a tee-shirt, jeans, and ridiculous stripper heels stood inside. Steven poked his head around, and smiled his healthy white teeth. Eva always got a little wet seeing the extremely handsome, black youth, with a mixed heritage that made him look so exotic. Eva had never thought about cheating, she loved her husband too much. But she wouldn't mind a threesome with this one!
"Jake! You guys made it!" Steven said.
"Holy shit," Stef said. "This is your wife?"
They had never met. Eva had met Steven and Michael, but not Stef or Richard.
Stef just stared at Eva up and down, taken aback, and obviously a little drunk.
"Jake, your wife is hot!"
Jake only smiled. Eva looked at her strangely.
"You going to let us in, or just gawk?" Eva asked.
So they came in, and entered the living room, where the "party" was lame and quiet. But there was beer and wine, and so they helped themselves. Nine Inch Nails was playing, but no one was dancing to it.
Michael came, all big and fat, and greeted them.
"What are you doing with a bunch of young people in your house, Mike?" Jake asked.
"Just trying to keep the kids out of trouble," Mike replied.
Mike, Jake, and Eva were the oldest, all in their thirties. Stef, Richard, and Steven were all in their young twenties.
"Damn, your wife is hot. Does she swing both ways?" Stef asked. "Look at that dress! And those heels!"
Eva was getting a little annoying, and she and Jake sat down. Eva was sure to keep her legs closed, lest anyone see her pussy. But they could probably tell she was not wearing underwear, since the slits on the right and left went up pretty high, while the front and back of the dress covered the essentials. It was a classy dress, with a dash of whoredom. Jake wore nice jeans, black shoes, and a black button shirt. He was a thin and lean man that took care of himself. The living room was dimly lit with a fake chimney. The carpet was a light brown, and the couches dark brown and plush, and lying in one large L shape.
"So, this is your idea of a party, huh?" Jake asked.
Mike shrugged, and took another sip of his beer.
"Played strip monopoly," Steven offered. "But then everyone chickened out," he said with some sarcasm directed at the others. Been trying to get this party started, but we're bunch of wimps."
Eva looked at Richard, who looked like a young Bill Gates with thick glasses.
Pink Floyd's Learning to Fly began to play then, as the eclectic mix continued from the 90's and 2000's.
"So, can I make out with your wife?" Stef asked.
"Aw yeah," Steven said. "That might get this party started."
"She is hot," Stef kept saying.
So, they drank, and talked shit, talked about work, and occasionally got interrupted by a drunk Stephanie who kept telling Jake how hot his wife was. It was 3am by this time, and Eva had not yet gotten fucked by her husband.
Jake looked outside, and saw that that would very likely be snowed in.
"I hope you have an extra room, Mike. I don't think we're going to make it home. Have to pay the babysitter overtime."
"You guys have kids?" Stef asked. "You look good for a mom."