The next few days passed in a blur for Tim. Work got busy and he was staying late at the office to wrap up a big sale. Ana was annoyed but didn't complain too much. She fell into old routines for when he was absent and spent more time at yoga classes or out running. Tim really appreciated how active her hobbies were for a computer nerd. It made his super smart wife also a complete smokeshow. He really enjoyed watching her come home from yoga class in her tiny shorts and curvy ass, even if because of his constant work, she wasn't really in the mood to tease him about their neighbor, James, or really do anything in the bedroom.
Tim hadn't brought up James again in the past few days. He desperately wanted to, but the opening to do it just wasn't there. He was giving her space to think about it like she asked, and his big sale surely gave her a lot of time to think.
However, Tim's sale was about to close, and he was looking forward to spending more time with his beautiful wife. Tim walked out of the conference room with his colleagues and gave them all fist bumps and high fives, as their commission checks had finally been secured.
Tim brushed off his coworkers pleas for a celebration and he headed home to Ana. He rushed home eager to tell his wife that he'll be able to take her out this weekend. And maybe finally get some tail again.
Tim walked into his house and Ana was sitting cross legged on the couch typing away at her work laptop. She had on her blue light glasses with her hair up in a messy bun, a tight blue top that left little to the imagination and a pair of black leggings.
"Hey honey." Ana said without barely looking up.
"Guess what babe? The consulting job sold! I'm finally free!" Tim spread his arms out and looked up to the sky in mock reverence. "I was thinking of taking you out on the town Friday night to celebrate. Maybe we get a bottle of wine?"
Ana looked up from typing. "That's great Tim! Oh but James is having a party in Friday night but the whole neighborhood. We might have to do Saturday for us."
"James is throwing a party? I don't remember that." Tim wracked his brain but he definitely would have remembered something like this.
"He texted me about it a few days ago. I must've forgotten to tell you. I figured you wouldn't go anyway because of your consulting sale." Ana went back to her typing as she explained.
"Oh, well, that's fine. We can always get dinner the next night." Tim was let down initially, but another idea began to form in his head. "Ya'know, we live right next to him, you could always go over and...help him set up."
Ana looked back to Tim and looked him up and down. Her full lips split into a grin. "I suppose you have earned a bit of a reward haven't you?" Her voice low and sultry, she reached her hand up and brushed Tim's cock, sending a jolt of pleasure through him. "Why don't you go pick out an outfit for me for Friday. I'll talk with James all party and you mingle and watch us chat from afar. Sound fun?"
Tim felt a huge rush of blood to his crotch as she spoke. Just chatting though? He wanted to push for more. But felt like with their rough week he was lucky she indulged him at all. "Ok baby I'll make you look so sexy for him."
Ana giggled. "Good boy. Make sure he won't take his eyes off me."
Tim withdrew and headed upstairs. He made an urgent pit stop and jerked off in the bathroom. Her touch and words were simply too much for him.
Then, Tim set out on picking an outfit for his wife to present her to another man.
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The day of the party Tim had left work right on time so that he and Ana could show up right when the party was starting and Tim could watch Ana and James talk all night.
Tim had picked a red shirt/tank top for Ana that has a heart neckline. The cut wasn't too low to come off as too revealing to their urge neighbors, but Ana's breasts were big enough that it would be hard for any man not to steal a look.
For her pants, Tim had decided on Jean shorts. Not quite as tiny as the ones she visited James in the other day, but enough to remind him of that night, Tim thought. He rounded out the outfit with some strappy black heels perfect for a summer party.
Tim also laid out a paid of Ana's sexiest lace panties, and no bra. When Ana gave him a look about that, he insisted it was because the straps might be visible under the shirt he picked. Ana just laughed and put his chosen outfit on before on her makeup.
Tim watched his wife get ready from bed and admired how good she looked. Her dark hair being worn down, framing her face perfectly. The heels giving an added dimension to her already long and toned legs, and the jean shorts being molded to her shapely ass. The top showing of her assets but also being on the edge of casual and elegant. He hoped this would be a night he would fantasize about for a long time.
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"Ana! Tim! So glad you could make it." James was in host mode already as they arrived. The older man had on a short sleeve button up shirt that showed off his large forearms. The shirt was undone and had a solid white shirt beneath it. "Make yourselves at home. There's plenty to drink and the grill will be fired up here any minute."
James shook Tim's hand and Tim felt nothing but a strong embrace. James gave him a quick nod before fixing his attention on Ana. Tim saw James quickly look her up and down as he pulled her into a quick polite hug, his hand briefly resting on her lower back.
Ana looked at Tim over James shoulder and winked. "Oh, James, we brought some cookies. Would you mind showing me where I can set them?"
"Of course, and thank you! Right this way." Tim watched as James led his wife away, Ana making sure to sway her hips exaggeratedly to tease Tim as much as possible.
Tim's mind was already off and running with his own fantasies, and his cock began to stir underneath his pants. But as long as he didn't stand a certain way, nobody would notice. He took Ana heading to the kitchen as a queue and begun working his way around the party, looking to start mingling. His career in consulting made him a smooth small talker, the key to any party where you knew few people.
Tim got a drink and found James and Ana standing next to the grill. A few other partygoers were also hanging around James, he seemed to have a very magnetic presence as the host. Tim spotted another group of people chatting by the fire pit, and he had his target locked.
"Hey, I'm Tim from next door. The wife and I just moved in a couple months ago. It's nice to meet you!" Tim stuck out his hand to the group he had approached. The neighbors introduced themselves one by one, Brian and his wife Jill, a lovely couple from a few streets over. Margaret, and an older woman who had lived here with her husband until he passed recently. Tim got to hear all about Brian and Jill's children, Brian's job, and Margaret's grandkids as he nodded along and listened just enough to throw thoughtful followup questions out there. If corporate life had taught Tim anything, it was that people loved to talk about themselves.
Tim kept looking over towards his wife and he noticed that as guests around them changed, Ana and James stayed together. James had recruited a dad from the neighborhood who looked like quite the grillmaster to finish cooking the food, and James had led Ana to another group of party goers. Tim was oriented behind where they were standing, and Ana stood very close to James. The circle of people pressing them in together. Tim thought he saw James's hand lightly brush Ana's ass when he brought it up to gesture about a topic he seemed passionate about, but Tim couldn't be sure. His attention was split and the distance was too far to know for certain.
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The party went on and Tim met a ton of interesting people from the neighborhood. The food was great, and the drinks and music flowed seamlessly. James sure knew how to throw a party.
Tim was on his fourth drink, calming his nerves and anxieties of observing his wife be basically attached to James at the hip this whole night. He started to feel it a bit and suddenly realized he hadn't seen Ana in a few minutes. He excused himself from the fire pit and headed inside where the primary party started to flow into as night fell and the seats around the fire pit were limited.
No sign of Ana at first glance, but the house was big. He looked in the living room, kitchen, study, and even the coat closet on the bottom floor. Tim started to get nervous, did she go home? She should've texted him if so. Tim made his way back to the living room and pulled out his phone. No messages.
Just as he started to dial her number, he heard her. "Tim! Hey baby." Ana was walking down the stairs. Tim hadn't even considered going upstairs, this was a party but not an open house.
"Hey, Ana I was looking for you. Where did you-"
"I just had to use the bathroom and this one down here was occupied. James showed me where the one upstairs was." She said.
"Oh, ok. Where did James go?" Tim replied.
"Um, I am not sure actually. I am sure he's around here somewhere. But honey look at you, you are swaying! Have you had too much to drink?" Ana looked at him, concerned.
"Just 4 drinks, they might've been a little strong. It's only 9 o'clock" Tim admitted.
