Part 2.
Turning towards the living room window, the noise of an approaching car grabs my attention once more, there has been several false alarms but this time is different. Listening intently, the car slows down to a stop right in front of our house and the engine goes silent, doors open and familiar voices can be heard...they're here.
It's saturday evening just after seven and I've been sat on the sofa in our lounge wearing my formal 'secretary' attire waiting for the boys to return, all three of them, my hubby, our special friend Glen and his shy young nephew Danny.
Glen and Danny were due to visit us tomorrow night but Danny was being eaten alive by nervous excitement so their visit was moved to tonight instead, which is just as well, the prospect of taking Danny's virginity has been driving me to distraction.
John and Glen too, my hubby in particular has been shall we say, rather preoccupied. He's enjoyed watching me with a lot of different men before but never a teenage virgin, this is going to be very special.
Waiting while our front door is opened and those familiar voices enter the hallway, I stand up and prepare to greet our guests. Wanting to make this as casual and easy going as I can is being hindered somewhat by my smart clothing, I look like I'm going for a job interview rather than seducing a virgin.
Although, my conservative exterior of grey skirt white blouse and grey blazer is in sharp contrast to the lacy white lingerie underneath, complete with white stockings, the colour of my undergarments being deemed appropriate for Danny's first time.
In addition to the clothing I've tied my long blonde hair back in a simple braid and applied a little make up, reinforcing my already 'business like' look.
It's John who enters the room first, giving me a knowing lascivious grin as he quickly takes in my appearance. He's seen the outfit before of course, and he also knows what's underneath.
John gives me a kiss on the lips and pinches my bum before plonking down on one of the sofa chairs, beginning to grumble about roadworks encountered on the way back as he does so.
John gets more like Victor meldrew everyday, ignoring him I turn to our guests Glen and Danny who are just coming into the room, noting Glen's approving stare I move in for a kiss on his lips before exchanging greetings.
Glen moves a little to one side but remains standing while young Danny, who's been partly hidden behind the bulk of his uncle, comes into view.
If I could have said, 'Awww' out loud I would have done, because the lad has gone to some trouble to get ready for tonight. He's had his hair cut and looks so much better for it. Smart clothing too, albeit jeans and short sleeved button shirt they are clearly new and were probably bought today, oh, and he's clean shaven and reeks of aftershave. Not that Danny had ever been seen with much more than what could only be described as a thin veil of fluff on his chin and top lip mind you. His attention to the clothing and personal grooming are an indication of how seriously he's taking tonight.
Which is also reflected in Danny's expression and eyes, the word is... nervous.
Upon seeing me he's blushing already, and although swallowing regularly and fidgeting with his hands he doesn't waver when I plant a kiss on his lips, just a little kiss in greeting. After our hellos I tell Danny how handsome and smart he looks, to which Danny thanks me and in a slightly shaky voice, tells me that I look beautiful...earning him another big mental, 'Awww.' The lads innocent charm is so endearing.
After thanking him I direct Glen and Danny to be seated on the sofa then ask what everyone would like to drink.
Glen wants his usual guinness, John a stella and Danny opts for the same as me, a large chilled white wine.
Leaving the room to go to the kitchen, there's just my hubby's final insults for traffic management fading away then a brief silence before I hear my name, references to how I look, my figure etc, excited smutty remarks come wafting to my ears. It's only just audible and some parts of their hushed chat are swallowed up by the noise I'm making in the kitchen, but it's so exciting to be spoken about in this way by three horny guys, well mainly two actually. Danny's contribution is more reserved and quiet but despite this I can still hear the excitement in every word.
Returning to the living room, tray of drinks in hand the boys pipe down quickly then change the subject, while I hand them out Glen tells me about Danny's first professional driving lesson, apparently it's booked for early next week.
"Wow...I bet you're looking forward to that aren't you love?" Danny replies that he is and then, as I sit down next to him on the sofa, he tells me that he's been waiting ages to get a lesson with an instructor due to the backlog.
And thus, we fall into easy conversation as a group. Talking about normal everyday things, at first.
Once all together the build up can take anything from half an hour to half the night depending on several different things. Mood, location, familiarity with one another to name but some.
Myself, John and Glen have spent a lot of time together intimately, so we are used to and comfortable with each other in a sharing experience. However, now we have Danny with us it's different, the boy is totally unfamiliar with what is about to happen, added to this of course is the fact that Danny has never even had sex before, let alone performed in front of someone.
I have previously described to Danny what generally happens on one of our special nights together, but nothing can prepare one for the real thing.
And so now we face an awkward situation regarding when to make a move. Because we are all very aware of how shy and sensitive Danny is, there's a danger that we'll be too cautious with him and delay making a move, by which time the boys nerves would be frayed and he could end up backing out.
As we chat together it's obvious he is very nervous, he's using conversation to try and ignore the anxiety, to mask it, but that defense won't last all night. Sooner or later he knows the subject will come around to sex, which will in turn lead to intimacy with a woman for the first time, which is something he's both afraid of... and desperately desires.
With both John and Glen giving me secret little 'urging' glances when the moment permits, I realise it's up to me to bet the ball rolling.
We've been talking for around half an hour and during that time I've noticed Danny's drinking habits, he takes sips regularly, indicating a dry throat for sure, also he never puts the glass down but rather, nurses it in his lap, rolling the stem back and forth between finger and thumb.
I'm also aware of the first subtle effects of alcohol upon Danny, it is a large glass and he's only young so, waiting while he finishes it off, I decide there's no time like the present.
During a brief lull in the dialogue I turn towards him while reaching for the glass within his lap, Danny's subsequent reaction causing a serious attack of the giggles which I have to fight tooth and nail to keep at bay...for upon moving he turns sharply to look at me in a kind of flinching action.
"Here...let me take that for you."
His initial wide eyed surprise quickly melts as he realises I'm going for the glass and not something else.
"Oh...erm...thanks."
"Would you like another?"
"Erm...yeah...yeah please if that's alright?"
Danny's polite reply only adds to his endearing quality, he's so sweet.
Reaching for the bottle on the coffee table I hold the glass between us and pour, giving him a sweet smile and flash of my eyes while doing so, it's not quite 'the look' but getting there, and earns me a shy smile and blush in return.
It's so frustrating! All I want to do is pounce on him but I can't...must be patient.
With the glass full again I offer it to him and as he takes it from me I lean right in and whisper into his ear, "Have you been good...and not touched it?"
