"Boy it was getting hot in there" Boyd said to his wife.
"In more ways than one. I was surprised you suggested coming into the kitchen"
Boyd and his wife Beth had decided to attend a house party in the neighbourhood for the first time in years. While not being standoffish the party scene wasn't what they enjoyed. Generally things at parties start off with everyone in a good mood but eventually someone had too much to drink or someone took a liberty with someone that starts a conflict.
When conflict isn't a big part of your life you don't want to witness it at a party. This party seemed different although. All regular mature people behaving in such a way that you knew the evening could be both enjoyable and interesting. And interesting it was becoming.
"I didn't know if you were feeling comfortable out there. If you weren't then we could just slip out the back door unnoticed and go home for a little fun on our own. And besides I was getting the urge to slip my hands around your waist knowing that two beautiful breasts were just in reach, if you were feeling in the mood"
Boyd and Beth didn't know all the people at the party but it was apparent that many were very familiar with others in the room. More skin was starting to show on the women. A button undone, a skirt riding up with no attempt at modesty. Many of the men appeared to have a bulge in their pants.
This was a middle aged to older group of people, comfortable with themselves and with their bodies. A few extra pounds here or there. Some of the men and women were in better shape than others, perhaps they still worked out or played sports of one type or another. Talk was more about grand kids than kids, sports such as golf or minor surgeries. Some of the talk was about sex and it had an effect on at least some of the people there.
It started out innocently enough. A pat on the bum, a hand brushing a breast or a hand resting on the inside of a thigh. Both women and men were guilty of small acts of sexuality that were having the desired effect. A woman bent over to put down her glass. She noticed a couple of men staring down her blouse. "Like what you see" she said to the men. No one looked away. "Like to see more?" This was more of a statement than a question and the woman undid the buttons on her blouse. Her bra and cleavage were now in plain site. No one had to steal a glance they just had to look.
"Hey" one woman said to a man that was obviously her husband, "keep your eyes on me and on these." She thrust her chest out to emphasize her figure. She wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples were standing at attention. A couple of men looked and obviously had to rearrange what was in their pants. I grabbed your hand and led you into the kitchen.
"You were obviously enjoying the show, I could feel your erection up against my ass." It doesn't take much to get me going and my wife knew that.
