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We’re Having A Party…


We’re hosting a party at our house. It’s toward the end of the summer…still warm, but comfortable. She's (my wife) in her element…The food is perfect, and she'd been
having cocktails since about and hour before any guests arrived…

She looks amazing in her simple, black halter-sytle dress, that criss-crosses her breasts…showing just enough cleavage
that makes it impossible for even the most proper person to look elsewhere.

Underneath…simply a pair of lace-lined thongs – black silk…and no bra (she said the dress has support built in...but I noticed her nipples showing through when she was
primping in the mirror earlier)

Our guests have all arrived…mostly friends and a couple of extended friends-of-friends. The food is awesome, and the drink is flowing. There’s a huge pitcher of apple martinis that she and some of her girl friends are managing to down with relative ease. She's laughing…throwing back and allowing her long, silky brown hair to fall all around her like the surf falls against barely
hidden rocks along the seashore. Ican tell she's hot inside…

She's stepped outside to have a smoke, and there are a few others out on the deck. She exhales loudly…not meaning to draw attention…but manages to enthuse a particularly cute male attendee. She smiles a shy smile…and he returns a gentle laugh. “Hot enough for ya?” he asks. “Not yet…” she answers…with her nervous excitement beeming from his attention. The martini’s have helped braven her flirtatious response. They both laugh again…and she moves back inside to attend to our guests.

She and I pass, and I can sense something unique about her.
“What?” she playfully remarks to me, with an overly happy grin. “Nothing…” I say back…now with a big smile of my own. We stand there for what feels like minutes….but it’s only a second or two. Staring right into our souls…and feeling the excitement that she's generated…which is enough to sustain us both.

People are dancing now in the living room…her favorite…SALSA! She makes her way into the small mass that’s taken over our room for company…which now with the furniture pushed back has transformed into a mini-disco…
The music moves her, but it’s far too crowded, so she decides to retreat downstairs to see what else she can do for the party and our guests that have migrated to a little quieter place in the house.

There are only 2 other couples downstairs..just lounging on the couches chit-chatting. She smiles another warm, “I’m feeling GREAT” smile at them…and begins collecting cups and plates and other party wares to toss in the trash. She can hear the music still loud and clear…and it begins having it’s way with her hips as she gently sways and twists. She hasn’t noticed…but she has an audience of one…just behind and over her left shoulder. “Nice moves…” says her cute smile partner from before on the deck. She blushes…”oh no…I just love this music…it always makes me wanna dance…” she says. “So…” he responds, “don’t let ME stop you…please.” His smile now drawn up just for her…

She's very shy now…feeling like the LAST thing she wants to do is dance in front of this cute guy. But the music leaves her little choice…and the booze has helped remove just enough of her inhibitions. “Do you salsa?” she sheepishly asks. “But of course…” he replies. “May I be so bold?” he suggests…motioning for her to allow him to join her. “Sure…” she timidly offers back…now feeling an overwhelming rush from her toes , up and over her pulsing body and straight to her head. She's nervous…but hot…hotter inside than before.

He moves in and slips a hand around her back…takes her other hand in the one he has free…and says, “Ready?” “Uh huh…” she you replies…feeling like her nervousness could almost make her pass out. “Just follow my lead…” he smiles back at her…

Their bodies are close...but not provocative…yet…He’s a good dancer…she likes that. He moves her slowly but with purpose, and the music now sounds like it’s right at her ear…and is there for only the two of them. She's getting lost in the movements and the sound…her eyes closing and opening at a pace of about every 10 seconds. As she opens her eyes, she sees that the other basement guests have managed to move upstairs…so it’s her and her dance partner now. She feels a moment of hesitation, which he quickly dispels by offering, “Don’t break the rhythm now…stay with me…” “Okay…sorry…” she offers back…

She feels the gentle rise and fall of his hand that’s gently supporting her back…making its way from material to bare skin. His grip on her hand is firm, but not tight…and she feels as if she's on a float, rolling over small, slow breaking waves. He twists his body now to allow her movement to flow even more…and he releases her hand so he can guide her to arch her back. She feels as if his hand is pushing her…but it’s only a guide…she's doing all the moves herself. His other hand is still firmly bracing her back…and now her hair is falling…gently reaching for the floor below. His face moves in close to trace her from her breasts to her neck…and a smiple, soft whisper of a kiss is glanced over her neck. She's not even the slightest bit disturbed by this…she trusts him…and she really has no choice…she's entranced.

She raises back up…exchanges a knowing smile with him…and the movement continues. Now he’s slid a hand down along her hip and stops at her thigh. He continues around her thigh to the back of her leg….and up over her ass..then slowly back down…and guides her leg up to embrace his side. She's there now with one leg hiked up…the bottom of her skirt barely still managing to cover her. She arches her back again…no longer needing his guide now…and he slides one hand up along the outside of her now bared leg…and over her naked ass, that’s still partially covered by her dress. He moves his face again in close…now letting his lips trace her from her neck down to her cleavage…where another soft, almost wind-like kiss is applied. She exhales a soft moan…and he applies another kiss…this time with slightly more purpose.

She's hanging onto his strong shoulders…feeling the muscle tighten as he’s supporting her. He moves her up, back into a standing position…only to switch angles so as to move her other leg into a similar position. Now her dress has hiked up a little higher…and her panties are clearly visible. His one hand firmly on her back, she arches again…farther this time…and her breasts are hardly able to stay covered as she angles backwards. He moves his other hand now up along her leg…gently over her ass…and tracks the line of her lace-lined thong from the back of her hip…over…and down toward her crotch. She's really starting to heave now…her chest rising and falling as her heart pounds inside…she's overwhelmed with a nervous eroticism that has her on the verge of panting. He gently moves his hand lower…extending one finger so as to draw the outline of her panties on your skin. Unable to do otherwise, she slowly parts her thighs…just enough for his drawing finger to continue.

His hand is now resting against the inside of her thigh…and his finger has drawn its way down between her legs. He can feel the heat now from her pussy…that’s been soaking wet for what seems like an eternity. He’s moved her now over behind one of the couches…and helps her support her back on the back of the couch. His lips have moved with more pace along her chest and neck…and the criss-cross of her dress has now partially exposed her breasts. He offers kisses from one side to the other…and allows his tongue to pass over her nipples…which are not completely uncovered…but protruding now hard and erect juts beneath the thin material of her dress.

He traces the lips of her pussy gently up and around…down and back again…her hips now beginning their own slow salsa dance…raising up…arching back and around…in a rhythmic circle from front to back to front again. He moves his lips up to kiss her neck…a bit harder how…and she can feel his tongue as it glides up and down the side of her neck. His hand has now enveloped her pussy…grasping at the wetness that’s soaked her panties. Her lips are swollen with excitement…her body beginning to tremble a bit. Her eyes have been closed all this time…but she opens them to find me standing there in the doorway...taking it all in. She feels like she should stop…should move or something…but she can’t. Her eyes speak to mine…asking if everything’s okay…and my eyes reply “yes…” She close them again…lowering her head back to invite more kisses to her neck and chest.

I’ve moved over closer now…getting a better look at what is a very hot and methodical scene…his hand running from her crotch, along the edge of her body and up to her breasts…the other hand cradling the back of her head near the top of her neck…massaging her hair and skin together. He's moved slightly to the side now…allowing me to kneel at her feet. He continues to kiss her neck…moving every now and then over her cheeks and along the frame of her face. I’ve slide down her panties, and she leaves them clinging to one of her ankles...her feet widely spread and her hips arched gently upward. She is nearly dripping…and I can feel the heat from her pussy as my face moves in close. I run my tongue from the left side of the bottom of her lips…up along and to the top…pausing only for a moment to circle her clit…then down the other side…and continue this pace as he kisses her hard and deep…his hand now having exposed her breasts and fondling her nipples.

I move in to lick her deeper…and she lets out a hard, nearly breathless moan…and she's cum now...her orgasm flowing hot and wet and all over my mouth. I’m drenched in her juices as she cums another time…and then once more as she grabs my hair in a passionate grip. Her legs shake as she offers, “please…no more…” And with a gentle laugh, lets out a “whoa!” We thank our assistant...and she and I share a deeply passionate kiss. We laugh to each other as we move back upstairs to attend to our guests...wondering if anyone has any clue what an awesome party this has been...

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