Joan's husband had noticed his wife had been a little down the last few days. Her husband came up with a plan to give her lust-filled mind and body the satisfaction she needed. His plan would allow Joan to experience one of her most extremely desired sexual fantasies.
The next morning, her husband put his plan into action. He called Joan from work and asked her if it would be okay if he brought home a gentleman from work for dinner and to spend the night. Her husband explained Jim had arrived from another office for two days to do an upgrade on the company computer system. He told Joan, "he felt comfortable around Jim and knew him from previous work he had done for the company. I think you will like Jim and enjoy his company. I know he would rather spend the evening with us than stay in a motel alone."
Joan sounded excited as she spoke. "I hope Jim is a handsome gentleman. I will dress provocatively; you know how I like to tease. I will have cocktails ready when you two arrive, with a delicious dinner to follow. The guest room will be all made up for him. I want our guest to feel at home and warmly remember his visit with us. What time do you think you two will arrive?
Joan's husband was thinking, I know Jim will enjoy himself, and it sounds like Joan will also; my plan is working " We should be at the house around four. Your plans sound great. I am sure Jim will enjoy our warm hospitality. I want you to enjoy the evening, as well; just let yourself go with the flow."
Joan wondered what her husband meant when he said go with the flow. Joan had no time to think about the comment as she had lots to do before Jim and her husband arrived in a few hours. She set up the bar first and then planned the dinner. Her mind kept drifting while she was preparing for their guest. I wonder how far I can go in teasing this stranger. Am I making too much of his visit? She kept imagining the guest her husband was bringing home. Was he handsome, friendly, and maybe open to an evening of playful teasing or even more? Could this evening turn into something that might satisfy the lust growing inside of me?
Joan picked out her clothes for the evening. She decided to go casually sexy. She picked out a pair of hot pink semi-transparent spandex high ankle slacks that pulled into every curve and valley in her body, along with a tight pink button-up cotton blouse with a collar. She also planned on wearing spike heels. She would not be wearing any panties or bra, as she wanted to tease this man and test the water.
She looked at herself in the mirror, turning completely around, to see how well her outfit teased and exposed her body. Her nipples were excited and clearly visible, as she reached up and unbuttoned two more buttons on her semi-transparent short blouse, exposing her side boobs well. She did not want the blouse to cover any of her assets. The spandex slacks pulled into her pussy lips, and deep into the crack of her ass, showing her firm ass cheeks. The slacks and blouse left little doubt to anyone looking at her that she was one hot woman.
Joan worked on her long blond hair, leaving it lustfully naughty as it spiraled down her back. She completed her outfit with spike heels and strong makeup. She looked in the full-length mirror once more. She liked what she saw. Yes, she looked hot and slutty, enough to make the most conservative man, hot and horny.
She heard her husband's car come into the driveway. Joan headed for the door, and what she saw walking her way, was her husband and also a tall, well-built, handsome dark-colored man. A surge of heated lust swept through her body. What had her husband brought home for her to entertain and enjoy?
Joan swung the door wide open, and with a big smile on her face. "Good evening, gentleman. come on in." As Jim walked in the door, Joan gave him a big hug. "I am glad you could spend the evening with us. My husband has told me so much about you, but I am still interested in learning more." Joan thought to herself, God, he smells so good. He pulled me right into his body when we hugged. I bet he has a huge cock,"
Joan's husband led Jim into the parlor where the bar was set up. "Have a seat, Jim. What can I get you for a drink before dinner?"
Joan piped right up, "Let me make the drinks; you two have been working all day; I just sat around waiting for you two to come home. Jim, what would you like to drink?" Jim told her what he preferred if she had what it takes to make his drink. "Of course I do, Jim; I have whatever you want. that's my specialty." As she made his drink and her husband's, she had her back to the two men as they talked, her tight ass on full display with exaggerated movement, as she put the drinks together.
Joan turned and walked straight to Jim, in a slow sexy walk, as she brought him his drink. She could tell his eyes were taking her body all in; in fact, he almost dropped the glass as her hand touched his with the drink. His eyes were focused on her well-displayed body. Joan turned and returned to the bar for her husband's drink; he greeted her with a big smile, "Thank you, Babe!"
Joan returned with her drink and squeezed in between the two men. "You don't mind if I join in the conversation, do you, gentleman?"
Her husband said, "Yes, please join us, and get to know our guest."
Jim responded, "Yes please join us. Tell me all about yourself, what you like to do and enjoy, can I call you Joan?"
Jim's hand ran along her spandex-covered thigh as she answered. "Jim, you can call me whatever you want. You are our guest for the night; as they said in older times, your wish is my command. Do you like your drink?"
Jim replied, "Yes, my drink is smooth and tasty, just like you and your beautiful figure. You are such a good host."
Joan spoke, "Thank you, I appreciate your kind words. Let me show you your room and our home." Jim quickly got to his feet and reached over and took Joan's hand, lifting her from the couch with his large black hand. Jim did not release her hand as they walked towards the bedrooms. "This will be your room, Jim; if you need anything, just let me know, and I will take care of it. Here is my bedroom, the master sweet," she purposely left her lingerie drawer wide open, displaying her panties and much more. The bed was made with satin sheets and pillows. "We will share this master bathroom right here; come in, and I will show you where everything is located."
Jim followed Joan into the bathroom, his hand still holding hers as it slid along her slacks, touching her ass cheeks. "Oh, I am sorry, Joan; I did not mean to touch your beautiful butt."
Joan turned, facing Jim, and smiled, "It's ok, Jim, don't be sorry, just kiss my ass and make it better." Joan bent over, lowering her slacks, her ass now on full display, "Kiss it, Jim, make it better." Jim did as he was told and more, his hands caressing her ass and thighs as he planted a big noisy kiss on her butt. Joan stood up and turned towards Jim, pulling his body to hers. Joan's arms circled his neck, draping her body against his, as their lips came together with a long and passionate kiss. his long arms and hands caressing her body intimately.