I love sharing the stories of my sexual exploits and those of some of my friends in the neighborhood, but it wouldn't be right if I didn't mention Mona, who was instrumental in getting me to come out of my shell. We had never been that close of friends, she was a few years behind me in school, but I knew of her reputation as being pretty wild. She married one of my husband's golfing buddies, and we managed to see them at a few gatherings around town.
Her and Rick hosted a New Year's Eve party at their house a few years ago, and I was surprised that we received an invitation. There were about six or eight couples in attendance, and the whole evening was actually a lot of fun except for her jerk husband putting the moves on me all night. He was playing grabass every chance he got, and not just with me. The cocky prick finally gave up on me and moved his attention to my friend Deb, who put up with him a heck of a lot better than I did. Better her than me.
This didn't seem to faze Mona, who just smiled at me from across the room after witnessing me spurn another one of her loser husband's lame advances. After Rick was in the other room putting his moves on Deb, Mona came over to apologize to me. The skinny wavy-haired blonde put her hand on my shoulder as she took a sip of wine, trying to make me feel a little less awkward. She gave me a comforting look along with an innocent kiss on the cheek as she moved along to mingle with some of the other guests.
DJ and some of the other guys, including Deb's husband Steve were gathered in front of the TV in the other room watching the game. They were screaming and cheering like crazy. I went to check out the buzz, but my excitement faded when I realized it was the Hawkeye's Bowl game.
I may have lived in Iowa my whole life, but I graduated from the University of Wisconsin and have been a Badger fan ever since. The game didn't really interest me. Iowa ended up winning, making the drinks flow that much more. Thank God DJ was driving or he would have been downing shots of Tequila and been as drunk as most of his buddies.
Steve was an obvious casualty, as he was passed out on the couch before it even hit midnight. This opened the door for Deb and Rick to carry on, and they didn't even try to hide it. For some reason it seemed to bother me a lot more than it did Mona, who just flashed her toothy smile and brushed it off like they were two horny teenagers.
Mona was talking with me in the kitchen, when it was closing in on midnight and a new year. She came over to give me a New Year's kiss when the clock struck twelve, while everyone else made the countdown in the other room. This was no innocent peck on the cheek. She gave me a long passionate kiss, squeezing my butt as she pulled me in closer to her. She finally stopped, keeping her forehead pressed against mine as she seductively gazed in my eyes, looking for a reaction. I was both shocked and excited at the same time. The thrill of my first girl-girl kiss along with the idea of knowing the others were right in the next room made me tingle all over. All I could do was give an innocent smile, letting her know I enjoyed it.
Mona whispered in my ear that she would rather kiss me than her husband, and we smiled at the sudden turn of events. She broke away, but flashed another smile at our little secret. I didn't realize til just then that the fang that showed when she smiled, turned me on the way it did. There was something about the confidence she carried even with her flawed beauty. She may have been skinny and flat-chested with a glaring snaggle tooth, but you would have sworn she were a supermodel, as she sauntered into the other room.
