Jerri Rollins was pleased. Summer had officially begun and things seemed right with the universe. Her son had graduated magna from Stanford Law the week before; her husband had just been promoted to C.E.O. of Broxton Electronics and she had finally lost those last ten pounds in her quest to get back to her pre-marriage weight. She laughed when she realized she had placed her rather modest achievement in the same category as that of her "guys," as she referred to them. Vanity, thy name is woman, she thought. And their first party of the summer looked to be even more successful than she had expected. Every guest invited was in attendance along with several people she had never met. And, it appeared that everyone had a reason to celebrate. Jerri knew the keys to a successful party. She made sure there were plenty of food, good music and a never-ending supply of potent potables for her guests to enjoy. As night began to fall, she made certain the caterers had every platter of food refilled, plentiful supplies of drinks were within easy reach and the perfect music was playing in the background. It was finally her turn to relax and enjoy.
As if reading her mind, her husband Matt was instantly at her side, his right hand offering her a giant Margarita. "The perfect hostess deserves the perfect drink." He leaned and kissed her lovingly on the cheek. "You have done a wonderful job, Baby."
"Well thank you kind sir." She noticed his hands were empty and asked why he didn't have a drink to toast with her.
"I'm just pacing myself, love. I have plans for later this evening." He flashed a devilish grin and let his hand casually drop to her perfect teardrop ass and give it a gentle squeeze.
"So you think you are going to get lucky, eh...anyone in particular?" She quickly glanced around for prying eyes then dropped her hand to the front of his pants, gripping his cock through the thin summer weight material. "If you don't, I just happen to know of a certain woman who might love to ride the beauty all night long. I hear she's a whore in bed." She grinned wickedly and quickly released his cock.
"She sounds like my kind of woman...I just hope she has something left for me after the party because I'll have plenty for her." It had been several days since they had had sex and she felt her pussy begin to moisten at the thought of her husband's gorgeous cock pounding her hungry cunt. "As for you," he added laughing, "You had better go and mingle with your fans. Pete has been waiting to dance with you all night." He laughed and kissed her on the cheek. "Just be careful, he is on his third drink and you know how he gets," he teased. She laughed, remembering their last party and Pete's wandering hands.
"Thanks for the warning, love. Maybe I should go and put on a suit of armor." They both laughed until Mat gave her a gentle shove towards the pool.
"Now get." Jerri was still laughing as she approached a small group of her friends chatting near the pool. The Richardson's and the Carlson's generally stayed together at parties. Jerri dismissed the rumors that the two couples had more than a close friendship, but she knew first hand that Todd Carlson was definitely a ladies man. And it was Todd, not Pete Mathews that her husband should worry about. She had come awfully close to stepping over the line with Todd. While she had never actually been unfaithful to her husband, she had come awfully close. It was slightly more than a year ago, when after too many drinks to remember, she wound up in the Carlson's kitchen pantry with Todd's hand inside her panties and her hand firmly wrapped around his massive cock.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on your point of view, as she guided his cock towards her smoothly shaved pussy, he stepped on the tail of Whiskers, their family cat. The episode ended with a scene that resembled something from a Jerry Lewis movie. There was overturned shelving, broken bottles of champagne spewing all over the place and a bag of flour that exploded as it hit the floor. They sobered instantly, rearranged their clothing and flicked the light back on before the crowd rushed in to see what had happened. The once black cat even scared a few of the other guests as she tore out of the room covered in flour. The two ghost-like creatures were laughing like fools when their friends finally arrived at the scene.
Since that time, they had kept a friendly and discrete distance. It was their little secret they kept. She was almost grateful the encounter had turned out the way it had. Jerri loved her husband and truly wanted to remain faithful. But for some reason, that little seed of desire remained firmly planted in Jerri's mind, nurtured by the fact that Todd often made it perfectly clear they had unfinished business. Jerri stepped between Beth and Carl Richardson, and slipped her arm around Beth's handsome husband.
"I hope you all are enjoying yourselves." She was instantly greeted with a chorus of warm greetings, the perfunctory hugs, kisses and kudos for the lovely party. She loved every single word of praise and gave them a graceful curtsey in acceptance. She briefly glanced up at Todd, noticing his gaze immediately move upward from her cleavage to her face. The hungry look in his eyes instantly jogged loose some carefully suppressed memories and let them bubble to the top of her consciousness. She could almost feel his phantom cock throbbing in her hand again, the smooth jacket of pliable skin sliding over the rigid core, as her soft hand stroked the length of his magnificent manhood. She stood up straight and covered the flush she felt spreading over her face by taking a generous sip of her Margarita.
The ensuing small talk gave Jerri a chance to catch up on the gossip from the neighborhood and their plans for the summer. The foursome was heading to the Caymans for two weeks. Jessica, Todd's wife, teased both men, remarking that the only reason they agreed was to get them naked on a nude beach they had discovered on previous trip.
"Why don't you come with us, Jerri? I bet Todd would spring for a ticket just to see you naked." The remark surprised her, but she took it in stride and managed to laugh with the others. Jerri wondered if Jessica suspected anything about Todd. But, as if reading her mind, Jessica winked at her and smiled warmly as she slipped her arm around Jerri's waist. She leaned closer and softly whispered into her ear. "Come on hon, we all know you drive him crazy..." she whispered. "But don't worry, you drive me crazy too," she added with a giggle. She pulled away, but managed to gently bite her earlobe in the process, causing a shiver of excitement to run down Jerri's spine.
"No, no, no, no, no. She can't come with us," Beth chirped laughingly. "We have enough trouble competing with all those hard bodies as it is...we don't need to import MORE competition." She paused for a moment and glanced around to ascertaining their level of privacy. "Although...Jessica and I could buy Matt a ticket and make us all happy." She grinned wickedly at Jerri and then gave Jessica a conspiratorial wink.
"You guys are so bad," Jerri groaned. All four of them answered in unison, with an "uh huh" so perfectly timed it appeared to be choreographed. They immediately burst into laughter mixed with a few not too subtle remarks that hinted the rumors were correct. Strangely, their left-handed invitation to join them in their escapades excited Jerri, as did Jessica's little confession. Her curiosity was peaked. Hell, she was actually flattered in a way. She fanned herself, feigning an overheated libido and gulped down the rest of her drink. "You guys should be more careful what you wish for," she remarked with a wink. "I just might take you up on your offer." With that remark, she decided it was time to go mingle with her other guests and headed off to find a refill for her drink.
She slithered through the group around the bar and discovered a rather cute bartender distributing a pitcher of Margaritas. "Save some for the hostess," she chimed over the chatter as she eased up to the rail. The bartender, recognizing his priorities, immediately filled her glass. She watched his eyes sweep over her slowly and a broad smile spread over his face. A quick glance downward revealed she was putting on quite a display for the handsome young man. The front of her dress had gaped open and her ripe breasts lay nestled in the sheer half cups of her lacy bra. She knew he could plainly see her nipples through the gauzy material and that thought alone made them begin to harden. She brazenly looked into his eyes and smiled, letting him enjoy the view for a moment longer then discreetly leaned back away from the bar, letting the material of her dress drop back into place. She suddenly felt a muscular arm slide around her waist and tug her gently back against an equally muscular and hard body.
