Lisa was whistling away in the kitchen as she went about preparing stacks of food for the new years eve party we were holding tonight. As for me I was moving the furniture around so that there would be plenty of room for dancing or just standing around. I placed the sofa and all the various chairs against the wall and the odd bits of furniture I moved to another room.
I was really looking forward to the party tonight, we had invited all our close friends and their partners, if they all turned up there would be twenty-four couples in all. To me that is the way to see in the New Year with your closest friends and plenty to eat and drink.
By the time I had re-arranged all the furniture the sweat was pouring off me and I needed a drink, okay it was only four in the afternoon but a beer sounded pretty good to me, might as well start early.
"Mike come in here quickly," shouted Lisa from the kitchen.
"What's the problem?" I asked as I entered the kitchen taking in all the wonderful concoction of cooking smells.
"Ice," she said, "we've forgotten the ice, can you go and buy some from the supermarket," she continued.
Damn I was hoping to get a shower in as the guests were supposed to start arriving at 7pm, but if I rush I knew I could get back in time. "Okay I'll go and get some, while I'm away can you dig a large bucket out to store it in," I said as I was halfway out of the door.
The queues in the supermarket were horrendous it was like the whole population had decided to go shopping at the same time and it took me a lot longer than I expected and by the time I arrived back home it was 6.15 pm. I dumped the ice into the bucket and ran up stairs hoping to get a shower in before anyone arrived.
As I burst into the bathroom Lisa had already beaten me to it, so I sat on the toilet seat talking to her as she continued showering. Watching her wash began to make me feel horny as she soaped the shower gel into her breasts and between her legs.
"You want me to wash your back?" I asked not really interested in her back.
"No I'm fine thanks," she replied, "nearly finished anyway," she said as she turned the shower spray off.
As she emerged from the shower cubicle I couldn't resist a quick grope of her tits which brought forth a diatribe of abuse from her, woman who could understand them.
By the time I was ready it was just after 7 pm and as if on cue the doorbell sounded and I dashed downstairs to let the first of our guests in.
I opened the door and was greeted by a shout of Merry Christmas from Paul and a kiss on the cheek from Sandy. My previous sexual frustration became aroused in me once more as I took in the beautiful perfume smell as her lips touched my cheek. She wasn't what you would call a drop down dead gorgeous woman but she seemed to ooze sexuality from every pore of her body, the body that I would love to get hold of.
I as went to usher them in Paul held back, "I'm sorry I have a problem at work and I have to go in so I won't be staying and I'll pick Sandy up later, so make sure you look after her," Paul said.
If only he knew how I'd like to look after her he would probably kill me, but somehow it might just be worth it
Time flew by and before we knew it Big Ben had started it's ringing in of the New Year, we all joined hands and sand together Auld Lang Sayne followed by kisses and hugs all over the place. As so often happens as soon as the magic hour of midnight was past some people always start to leave, I showed them out and returned to the now depleted gathering. There were just thirteen of us left so I turned the music down and we sat around drinking, talking and laughing together.
"Anyone fancy a game?" said one of my guests.
"What do you have in mind?" I asked, not really bothered one way or the other.
"How about a drinking game?" came the reply.
"I think we have all had plenty to drink already," I interjected before anyone could agree.
"Well you suggest something then," came a reply.