Jason watched Michael closely. Michael was eyeing one woman, in particular, Laura, Jason’s wife. She was wearing a short faded denim skirt, sandals, and lowcut shirt and had practically everyone’s eyes on her. Jason smiled as he took a glass of scotch on the rocks from the counter and walked toward Michael.
“She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” Jason said as he handed Michael the glass.
“They all are,” Michael said, as he took the glass from Jason.
“Uh, huh, but you’ve got your eyes on one in particular. I can see that,” Jason said as he took a sip of his own scotch.
Michael looked embarrassed, “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize I was being that obvious.”
“Don’t be, and you weren’t,” Jason said.
Laura turned slightly from the group of women she was talking to and gave the men a sly smile before turning back.
Michael took a gulp of his scotch. Jason silently smirked at the reaction. He did approve of his wife’s choice, but he didn’t want the man falling down drunk. He would be sure to give him water later.
“We’ve known each other long enough. I think that you can be completely honest with me, Michael. You’re attracted to her, and that’s an excellent thing,” Jason said.
Michael coughed a bit. “Um…”
“So, tell me then, have you ever wanted to bend her over a table and fuck her brains out?” Jason asked.
“Excuse me?” Michael said, surprised. He looked back toward the women and thought he saw Laura wink at him.
“She wants you, Michael, she has for some time. The question is, do you want her as bad?”
“We are talking about your wife, correct?” Michael asked cautiously.
“Yes,” Jason said and took another sip.
Michael took another gulp of his scotch, stood up straight, and answered, “Yes.”
“Good. Let’s go outside and talk about this, oh, and slow down on the drink. You need to be clearheaded to handle her,” Jason said.
Laura glanced back and saw Jason leading Michael to their deck. She smiled inwardly before turning back and joining the ladies in idle gossip.
A short time later, the men returned. Jason came up behind her and whispered, “He’s agreed. Keep up the good work, darling.” He kissed the back of her neck and went to talk to some other men at the party.
Laura walked to the food table, keeping her eyes locked on Michael’s. The look in his eyes had changed from a nervous longing to an intent lust that sent shivers down her spine. She returned the intensity before getting pulled away by some other people who had just arrived.
Several hours later, most of the guests had left. Those that lingered were in the den playing pool or watching. Michael was leaning against a table watching Laura. Her seductive glances, coy touches, and whispered flirtations had driven him crazy. She glanced back at him and winked before leaning completely over the pool table to reach her shot. Her short skirt rode up the back of her thighs, giving him a good view of her perfect ass.
“She’s not wearing any panties,” Jason said as he took Michael’s scotch glass and handed him a glass of water. He put something else in Michael’s other hand.
She took her shot, ending the game as she sunk the 8-ball into the corner pocket. She stood up.
“Well done, darling,” Jason said as he kissed her cheek. “I think it’s time to call it a night,” he announced and magically whisked everyone from the room, shutting the door behind him.
Michael looked at the condoms Jason had deposited into his other hand. He looked back up and saw Laura had perched herself on the pool table. One leg was draped over the corner, and the other was left dangling, her foot wrapping and unwrapping around the pool stick. She was rolling two balls with her right hand on the table. She glanced slyly at Michael.
“Tell me, Michael, do you want me?” she asked.
Without a word, he put down his glass and had grabbed her, kissing her hard. His hand was in her hair, pulling hard. She gasped. He pulled her to a standing position, then turned her around and bent her over the pool table.
She braced herself for what was coming next, but instead, she felt his hands on her ass, and then his tongue slide into her folds. She wasn’t expecting this, and she couldn’t control herself, and she cried out as an orgasm rocked through her body. She expected Michael to stop, but he didn’t; he kept going, only this time bringing her to the brink and then back down again until she was a frenzied mess. Sometime during all that, the den door had quietly opened, and she saw her husband tiptoe in and sit on the closest couch with a perfect view of her face. He unzipped his pants and stroked his beautiful cock in front of her. Her mouth watered at the sight, and she cried out as Michael took her over the edge. She struggled to maintain focus on her husband. She knew he liked for her to maintain eye contact with him, but she could barely see straight.
Michael stood and thrust into her so hard she went weak in the knees. She grabbed the edge of the pool table to keep from passing out. He had placed one hand hard against her clit, while the other stabilized her. His thrusts came hard and fast, and her eyes fluttered shut.
“Darling, eyes open,” she heard her husband gently say. His voice sounded far away. She opened her eyes, but she couldn’t see him through the pleasure induced haze. There was only one other man who had made her unable to see straight, and she was trying her best to look at him as he had requested. She cried out as another orgasm rocked through her body and then another. She was struggling to breathe. She could see that her husband was quite amused and very turned on by her predicament. One more tore through her, causing her to scream out. Michael moaned behind her and then placed both hands on the pool table to stabilize himself.
Jason smiled at her. Michael pulled away from her and helped her stand. With wobbly legs, she walked over to her husband and got on her knees. She took his cock in both hands and placed it in her mouth. He moaned as his head went back against the couch. She used her tongue, lips, and mouth to bring him to the brink, then stopped. He pulled her up, and she straddled him. Her legs barely worked, but Jason’s raw need for her fueled her. He lifted her shirt over her head and took one of her breasts in his mouth. He grazed his teeth against her nipple, sending shivers up her spine. He rolled her other nipple around with his fingers, pulling and pinching, making her crazy. The orgasm built up slowly and coursed through her even slower. She fell against him, completely exhausted, unable to move. Jason kissed her forehead, then helped her off. He laid her on the couch.
“Well, this is a first. It seems you may have taken on more than you can handle, darling,” he smiled and kissed her again.
She tried to shake her head, no, but she just whimpered instead.
He laughed. “Yes, darling, you did. Because you see, Michael and I are far from finished with you, and here you are, unable to move.” He stood up, and she feebly grabbed at his hand to keep him from leaving.
“Rest, darling. We will be back with food and water in a while for more fun,” he said.
He and Michael left the den, and Laura drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.
