She loved the feeling of power she got from teasing him; rubbing his cock though his pants under the table while their friends sitting across from them and the rest of the party were completely unaware of what was happening. She could feel him growing hard and trying his best to act like nothing was happening but she could she could hear his breathing change, see his face starting to flush.
It had been another long day. Short staffed, needy clients, and worse still-needy client's families. She hadn't even had time to eat her lunch. Maybe that was why the alcohol was hitting her so fast. This seems to have been her life recently. One day bleeding into the next, bouncing between work and chores. Whatever free time she had was spent catching her breath before the next responsibility. Everything in her life seemed to be about or for someone else. Tonight, she decided, she was going to do something for herself. She had come to the party with nothing but innocent intentions but that had changed with a few drinks. She needed it to be about her, she needed excitement, if only just for tonight.
They had flirted a few times but that had been the extent of it; she knew he found her attractive but had kept his distance. Their kids were friends and she was friendly with his ex-wife. They had both gotten divorced around the same time and she had been hoping he would try something for the last year. She was done waiting and when the opportunity came to sit next him, she took it, knowing the table cloth and their backs to the wall would hide her plan.
The party was getting louder and she took the opportunity to unzip him, slowly to be quiet but also draw it out for as long as possible. Finally, she slipped her hand in and was able to wrap her fingers around him. She felt her own breathing for the first time; realizing she had not exhaled since starting to unzip him. She slowly worked her hand up and down him; only moving enough to tease him; she loved feeling his cock strain for more. She wanted to give more but he would have to earn it.
She pulled her hand free from his pants and stood up; excusing herself from the table and walking toward the bathroom. She paused and looked back at him once past the others, so that only he could see, and gave him a head nod to follow her. He reached down as discreetly as possible and zipped and positioned himself the best he could to avoid others noticing his erection then made up a need for another drink before following her.
She turned down the hallway not even bothering to look back confident that he was following. She knew at the end of the hallway was a laundry room and she waited at the door for him to catch up. He started to talk when he reached her but she stopped him with the simple word 'in'. He walked past her and she shut the door behind them.
She slid up onto the dryer a few inches then hooked his leg with her foot and pulled him into between her legs until she could feel his cock pressing against her crotch. He leaned into kiss her but she pulled away while starting rock her hips so as to grind against him.
"Why do I literally have to grab your cock to get your attention"
"I...I...I"
