My best friend Louise was going away for several days with her new boyfriend to Vegas. At the last minute, the woman she was going to pay to dog and house sit cancelled on her. Her son, Shawn was also going out of town and couldn't do it either.
So Louise asked me to do it and, of course, I agreed.
Rather than going back and forth to the house to check on things, I just figured it'd be easier to stay there. Besides, Lou was very successful and her place was awesome. She had a pool and everything. I would just have myself a little vacation while I was there. Lou's housekeeper would arrive a full day before she got back just to make sure everything was in order, so why not?
Friday afternoon, I called a few friends to plan something for Saturday night. I was planning on about fifteen to twenty people coming.
On Saturday, once everyone arrived we began doing jell-o shots and playing drinking games. Before I knew it, we were all pissy drunk.
I'd invited my ex-boyfriend thinking I'd get myself a little cock after the party was over.
Boy was I in for a surprise.
During the party, I flirted with him, even letting my nipple slip out of my loose fitting halter top once. I was too drunk to notice that he wasn't really paying that much attention to me.
About three hours into the party, I noticed that some of the guests were missing, so I went on a little hunt, titillated by where and in what positions I might find them in.
Out back by the pool, I saw Sherry, this cute red head riding an unidentified male. She saw me, giggled, waved and kept on bouncing. I watched her for a few minutes getting hornier as the seconds went by. She had an amazing set of nipples that she squeezed and twisted while she rode the mystery man. I finally turned my back and went looking for Kevin, my ex. I wanted to fuck.
Passing other rooms I walked in on people at various stages of sex. In Louise's master bedroom, I found a disappointing shock. Kevin was reclined on the bench at the foot of Lou's bed getting his cock swallowed by some woman that I didn't even invite to the party.
I couldn't believe it!
The fire that had been blazing in my pussy subsided and anger surged up. I kicked everyone out of the house, horrified by what I'd just seen.
After the house was empty, the throbbing in my crotch resurfaced. I thought about calling Kevin and asking him to come back, but pride wouldn't let me. Instead I laid down on the bed and started to work my clit. Just as I was getting into it, I heard noises downstairs. Alarmed, I sat up and listened. I recognized Shawn, Louise's 20 yr old son's voice.
He was talking on his cell-phone, telling someone that he was just coming by to check the house and that he would be meeting them in ten minutes.
Shawn was a little nerdy. No doubt that the only people he was probably meeting were male. According to Louise, he'd never even had a girlfriend.
As he walked up the steps still chattering on his cell, naughty little ideas formed in my head. I threw myself down on Lou's king sized bed with my face down and my ass exposed.
Shawn's voice got to the entrance of the bedroom then paused. I heard him whisper something quietly into the phone then the soft snap of the cell phone being closed.
My legs were spread and of course I'd made sure to arch my back just enough to open my ass and pussy for him. I wanted to make sure he'd gotten a good look, and judging by how hard he was breathing, I would say that he did.
Come and touch it, I wanted to scream to him. But I knew that he was a nerd. If I spoke or even moved too suddenly, I'd probably scare him off.
Instead I feigned a sleepy little moan and brought one knee up under my stomach, which opened everything even more.
He inhaled sharply but didn't make a move. I assumed that he was assessing the room, wondering if this was some sort of prank. I'm sure he took in the half empty bottle of Jose Cuervo on the dresser (left there by Kevin) and guessed that I was drunk. Of course, I was more than happy to play the part. I made a few more sleepy noises and rotated my ass slowly.
"Oh my God!" he whispered.
I knew he was fighting with himself, wondering if he should take advantage of the drunken passed out woman. His head said no, but his dick was begging, pleading with him to do it.
I helped him make his decision. I gently humped my ass in the air, moaned.
Jackpot!
