Chapter 01. The Party
The room was already quite full of people milling around, talking, getting drinks or snacks when Rob and Addie arrived. They were met at the door by their hosts Jack and Rebecca. Jack gave Addie a peck on the cheek and Rebecca smooched Rob enthusiastically. Jack and Rebecca's neighbourhood parties were renowned for being a good time. Jack, a psychologist, was a noted "bon vivant".
Looking around, Rob saw some of their neighbours, Sandra, Lucie and Susanne talking in a group with Bruce. Bruce's wife Lonie was in a corner involved in an emotional discussion with Jim a new neighbour in the area. Lonie was virtually nose to nose with Jim while Jim clutched her upper arm, his face only inches from hers. Jim's mouth moved to Lonie's ear as he appeared to whisper something to her. Her eyes went a little glassy and her body relaxed as her mouth pursed coyly and she licked her lips. Jim released her arm and trailed his fingertips across the contours of her taut breasts as she inclined against him suggestively. The sexual magnetism that sparked between them was palpable.
Rob couldn't believe that his two neighbours would be so blatant in their necking, especially with Bruce being in the same room. As Rob watched entranced, Jim's hand re-appeared from behind Lonie and she reached back and pulled her skirt down and smoothed it over her ass. As she turned, Rob saw that her dress was unzipped to the small of her back and a bra strap dangled out. They moved apart reluctantly, Lonie apparently quite unaware of her wanton state of undress, and poured themselves glasses of the blue punch that Jack was famous for and slipped out of the room together.
Rob's observations were cut short when Jack spoke.
"Great to see you both." Said Jack.
"Here's a punch to get you humped ... oops ... jumped ... well whatever the saying is anyway. I'm not an expert on these old sayings and I've had too much to drink already to remember them." He chuckled, as he hugged Addie rather tightly and brushed his hand raffishly over her rump.
Sandra came over and gave them both a hug.
"Rob, " she said excitedly, "the girls and I want you to come over and talk to us. We have a question that only a man like you can answer. Addie will be fine with Jack. He loves a new audience for his cock-and-bull stories and he'll soon have charmed out of her panties."
Rob looked a little thrown by her turn of phrase.
"Oh, don't look so shocked silly, it's JUST a saying." She laughed as she dragged Rob away leaving Addie alone with Rob.
Jack stared into Addie's startling blue eyes.
"You look great today Addie. How's the punch?"
"It's very good. I've never had blue punch before. It has kind of a sweet flavour with just a hint of a tangy aftertaste. What's in it?
Rob continued to stare into her eyes and took her hand.
"Oh, a little bit of this and a little bit of that and lots of alcohol to hold it all together. The blue is really just colouring. Take a sip and hold it in your mouth for a few seconds. That way you will absorb it's essence."
Addie took a sip and felt it burn a little in her throat as she finally swallowed. A warm afterglow spread across her chest. Some of the liquid dribbled down her chin and Jack quite shamelessly leaned over and licked it off. Addie reddened modestly while Jack noted the involuntary stiffening of her nipples that visibly pushed out against the taut bodice of her dress.
"Do you notice how it warms you up right here?" He said placing his fingers brazenly against her breast bone between the plunging decolletage of her dress.
His eyes held her transfixed as she gazed at him, skewered by his look.
"Y...yes." She said as she sought to draw away from his embrace, but found it upsetting to break eye contact.
Jack held her hand and drew her back toward him and spoke slowly in an increasingly authoritative tone of voice.
"Now, take another sip Addie and then tell me how you feel."
She heedlessly took a gulp.
"It feels warm HERE." Addie said as her free hand fluttered toward her neck.
"Here?" Jack said, as he gripped her hand and guided it across the top of her breasts.
"Yes." She whispered breathlessly as his eyes bored into hers. She felt as though he was looking right inside her mind and could read there, all her secret desires and fantasies. The thought that he might know what she and Rob had been doing just before coming over made her blush. She even wondered if he could smell her recent arousal.
"Look at my eyes Addie. LOOK. That's right, look very carefully. Very good. If you look closely you can see my pupils. Can you see them?"
Her eyes were now totally fixed on his. She wasn't sure why but she was totally fascinated by his pupils.
"Yes." She answered blankly.
"What colour are my eyes?"
Her eyes narrowed.
"Brown."
"Are you sure? Are you sure they're not green, look closely, look very closely?"
She stared at his eyes and said.
"Yes, you're right they ARE green ... funny I thought they were brown. But now I see they are green."
"Keep looking at my beautiful blue eyes Addie and remember this. When you submit yourself to my guidance and trust what I tell you, you will find yourself becoming increasingly spontaneous, more relaxed, uninhibited, desirable and most of all, relished. F...e...e...l how, each time you receive my instructions, deep inside your mind you feel a warm glow that extends from your tummy to your breasts, from your tits to your legs and arms and eventually to your hands and feet. Feel how the focus of this glow slowly slides down your belly until it pulsates between your thighs, the focal point of true sensuality. Can you feel it?"
"Yes." She answered and realized that his use of the word tits had provoked a sympathetic response in her nipples and worse, her pussy.
Addie's free hand pressed firmly just above her pudendum and her body quivered involuntarily.
"Remember," he coached, "remember when I came over and we talked in your house and you took me upstairs because your bedroom is a special place where friendship and trust is employed. Just like when we met for lunch every day last week and you found that you loved it when I complimented you on your sexy clothes and when you finally admitted that you liked how I squeezed your bum when we hugged when we met and later when we parted. How you told me on Thursday that you were not earing a bra and you had done that because you liked it when I told you that you have beautiful bouncy tits. And in your bedroom yesterday, at last, unveiling them to me as a last token of your trust. How eager you were to sit on my lap as I caressed them. Caressed them as you begged me to play with your tits and finger your nipples until they were stiff and hard. I loved their sweet taste when you smeared them with your wine and offered them to me."
"Right now I can imagine that you are appreciating how your pussy throbs for love. The love you experience when it is penetrated repeatedly, being stretched wide to accept a man's welcome invader. The love you feel when you are physically and sexually excited and you realise that you are beginning to dribble your excitement. Feel how this passion caresses your clitoris, making you hot, making you happy and loving, unconstrained by ungenerous convention and ready to be spontaneously loved for your beauty, intelligence and sexual enticements. When you say 'yes' to my directions, you convey your need to be held and enjoyed by this spontaneous lover. You will experience an uncontrollable urgency to feel your body pulled against this lover, so you can feel your tits pressing into him (just as you have done every day for the last week), knowing how he loves the feel of them yielding against him and knowing he wants to care for you, guide you and charm you."
As he said this he pulled her close, smelling her perfume as her tits flattened against his chest and he pulled her head onto his shoulder.
"Say 'yes' Addie and feel the passionionate warmth of his chest against your sensitive tits. Feel it. F..e...e...l, enjoy and be enjoyed. Imagine the excitement of impulsively surrendering to a lover's arms. Say yes, Addie."
"Yes." She spoke softly.
"And how do you feel?" He said running a finger down her neck from her chin to the cleft of her breasts."
"Happy, I feel happy."
"Again, yes..s..s..s."
"Yes." She said more boldly.
