Nineteen year old Cody Henry slumped back on the couch, his eye's glazing over with boredom as he watched a repeat of some dumb reality show that wasn't all that good the first time round. It was a Saturday afternoon and he was stuck at his parent's house with nothing to do.
All of Cody's friends were in San Fransisco, there to see the annual Science Fiction and Comic Book convention. Cody would have loved to be there with them, but unfortunately he couldn't afford the trip and had been too lazy to get a part time job so he could go.
Cody pushed a button on the remote control, changing channels to a sports show that was screening highlights of the weekend's college football games. Cody never had much interest in sports, he sighed and pressed the remote again. His friend's were probably getting their photo taken with Seven of Nine from Star Trek by now, Cody would have killed for a photo with the busty Jeri Ryan, she was so hot!
"Go and get changed Cody!" his Mom yelled out from the kitchen, "my friend's will probably be here soon."
Cody groaned. He'd completely forgotten about the party tonight. His parents were having some sort of get together that he was forced to endure for lack of a better place to go. He would end up spending the night pretending to be enjoying himself, and having to be polite to all his parents old, and no doubt drunk friends. There was a rerun of the Empire Strikes Back on TV that evening he'd miss too. Just great. The worst part was that all the older adults would be getting drunk, while he wouldn't be allowed even a drop of alcohol if his parents had anything to do with it. At least if they let him have a couple beers then the boring party would be bearable. Maybe he would be able to sneak a couple if they were busy entertaining, but he didn't like his chances much. For some reason his parents very strictly adhered to the rule that he wasn't allowed to drink till he was twenty one, even at home.
"Okay Mom!" he called back at last, switching off the TV. "I'm going." He pulled himself to his feet and headed towards his bedroom, dreading the evening that lay ahead.
Cody threw on a brown striped shirt and a pair of clean jeans and gave his hair a quick brush. By the time he was ready, guests were already starting to arrive. Cody slunk out into the kitchen and grabbed a coke, finding a seat in the corner of the room as his parents cheerful greeted all the new arrivals and made sure they all had drinks.
The party guests ranged in age from early thirties to somewhere in their sixties. For older folks, his parents seemed to hang with a pretty cool crowd and the music was soon pumping and the beer and wine bottles emptying rapidly. Despite the party atmosphere Cody wasn't having a good time, he so wished he could be with his friends in San Fransisco, instead of stuck here with a crowd of old people he'd either never met or barely knew. A few of his parent's friends came up to him and politely engaged in conversation, but Cody's mono-syllabic answers soon had them excusing themselves and returning to the other guests.
The two highlights so far for Cody had been the arrival of Anne, the Henry's next door neighbour, and Codys father's boss sneaking him a beer. Anne from next door was in her mid thirties, one of the younger party-goers. She had long blonde hair, a killer body and was a total babe for an older woman. Cody had always had a little bit of a thing for Anne so her arrival was somewhat of a highlight, he hadn't realised she would be coming. His Dad's boss, Jim, greeted Cody with a rough slap on the back, saying how much he'd grown up in the last few years since he'd seen him last. He then slapped a can of beer into Cody's hand and looked around with a conspiratorial wink in Cody's direction.
"Don't let your old man see that," Jim grinned and slapped Cody on the back once more before heading off to greet a group of people from his Dad's work.
Cody returned to his boredom and quickly worked his way through the can of beer. He had to hide it behind his back for a brief five minute period when his Mom came into the kitchen, so when she left he skulled back the last quarter and got up for a wander round, hoping to catch another glance of Anne.
By now the party goers were starting to get rather drunk and rowdy and the music had gone up a couple of notches. Cody chuckled as an old guy in his late forties stumbled past him, looking rather green and barely able to walk straight. These old people can't handle their liquor he thought to himself with a smile.
The young teenager made his way through the house and into the lounge which now seemed to be the centre of the party. The lights were turned off, so he could barely see inside. There was just enough light from outside and from the hallway for him to make out a mass of people dancing in the lounge like some sort of disco, the stereo going full blast with some dodgy '70s Hits' CD his mother loved. Cody stepped slowly into the lounge, his eyes adjusting to the dark as he looked around and watched the drunken revellers dancing to the disco beats. Most of them looked very intoxicated.
Cody made his way through the small crowd of dancing middle aged drunks and sat down on the couch, enjoying the anonymity the dark room provided. He could just make out the dancers in front of him. Then he saw her.
Directly in front of him was Anne from next door. She was swaying to the beat of the music, and swaying a little from drunkenness as well by the looks. Her eyes were closed and her hands held above her head, apparently completely caught up in the beat. She was wearing a tight fitting v-necked t-shirt that was stretched taut across her heavy breasts, and a pair of snug blue jeans that clung to the womanly curves of her hips and ass. Although it was very dimly lit, Cody could make out Anne's big tits jiggling slightly as she danced, her buxom physique was definitely one of the things that attracted him to her.
Cody's groin tingled as he stared at his sexy neighbour dancing, for an older woman she was incredibly hot. Certainly more alluring than any girl his own age that he'd met.
Cody was about to get to his feet and approach her, when suddenly a pair of hands appeared on her hips and a head emerged from the darkness to rest on her shoulder. One of his Dad's workmates seemed to have pressed himself up against Anne from behind and was dancing with her. A big smile spread across the drunken blonde's face and her hips dived with the beat, pressing her ass back into her new companions crotch as he ground himself against her.
Anne's smile was blissfully unaware as the man's hands slipped up from her hips, sliding casually across her full breasts and giving them an eager squeeze. She turned around in the man's arms and started dancing face to face with him, her lush body pressed tight against his.
"Wow," breathed Cody softly. He rubbed his hard crotch through his jeans as he watched Anne dancing with the older man. Forget the Sci-Fi Convention! What Cody would have given to be that man dancing with Anne! Lucky bastard.
The man's hands once again moved over his drunk dance partners voluptuous body. Cody's eyes went wide as he watched the man's hands move to Anne's succulent ass and give it a squeeze through her tight fitting jeans. The two tipsy dancers were practically dry humping each other on the dance floor, joint at the hip as they moved with the beat of the music. The old man was kneading the firm cheeks of Anne's ass, thoroughly groping her for all he was worth.
"She's so hot!" whispered Cody, his cock was fully erect inside his pants now.
Suddenly the dancing pair broke apart. It appeared Cody was not the only one watching Anne get felt up on the dance floor. A woman, in her late fifties Cody would guess, yanked the man away from Anne and slapped him hard across the face, apparently the man was married.
