Joan was busy getting ready for the party. She was excited and looking forward to meeting the new neighbors, the smiths, at their housewarming party. The invite suggested this party would be special, not your ordinary neighborhood get-together. Joan's red party dress hung on the bathroom door. Other than the dress the only other items she would be wearing would be her red nylons and spike heels. The dress presented her breasts well, and she loved the feeling of having nothing covering her hot pussy.
Joan prodded her husband to wear something nice, not just his usual shorts and short-sleeved shirt. Something inside her knew this was more than a housewarming and get-to-know-your-neighbors party. Maybe the way the invitation was written, that they would like to get to know us and hoped we would become special friends and more with them. She wondered what the new neighbors were planning.
She thought about the invitation. What were they suggesting, special friends, how special? Yes, she found the couple attractive, and yes Mr. Smith, Doug, seemed to come on to her, always giving her a very friendly hug when they met, and his wife, Kay also gave her a warm embrace every time they met on the street or in a store. Joan felt something more than just good friends was their ultimate desire.
She looked in the mirror before leaving the bedroom, and said to herself, I look fucking hot! She was ready for anything.
Joan and her husband rang the doorbell of their neighbors, the door swung open and our new neighbors greeted us with big passionate hugs and kisses. Joan felt Doug's hand slide down the back of her red dress, all the way to her bum. She did not pull away. Kay gave Joan's husband a long warm embrace and kiss as well.
As Joan and her husband moved into the home, they saw the party was in full swing. Drinks and warm conversation flowed smoothly among the dozen guests already at the party.
The party went quiet as Joan entered the room, she had the full attention of everyone, Joan felt the love that surrounded her, it was almost like she was a special guest as they all gathered around to welcome her to the party. She knew the party was for the Smiths housewarming, she was just another guest.
Joan's mind started running, do all these people know about the other world I live in where I crave lust-filled sexual attention and love to be completely taken, used, and abused to satisfy my sexual needs? How could this be? Most of the guests including the hosts were getting together for the first time.
Joan lost her husband in the crowded room. Doug showed up by her side with a drink in hand for her. His hand ran around her lower waist as he handed her the drink. Doug commented, "Relax and enjoy yourself, you look beautiful, we want to make this evening special for you, in all ways." Joan did not know what to think of what Doug had said.
Joan was feeling a warm attraction to Doug as the afternoon went on. She thought maybe it was the attention he gave her, his constant touching and caressing of her body, or even his handsome demure and the manly fragrance flowing from him. She felt the heated lust building inside of her.
Doug stayed by her side and kept her glass full of his favorite rum punch, which was quite strong, as they moved about the room, and had conversations with the other guests.
Doug offered to give Joan a tour of their new home. She said, "That will be great, I would love to see your beautiful home, I have a feeling the four of us will be spending a lot of time together in the future." Doug took her hand, holding her close, as he guided her through their home.
He spent a lot of time explaining the special features of the home. He pointed out the mirrors above the bed, and how well they worked when making love. There were also cameras and a sound system throughout the house. Doug went into great detail about all the features, including the video room, how they worked, and how pleased he was with the home.
Joan was being shown the master bath when Doug closed the door behind them. He pulled her into his arms and passionately kissed her, as his hands slid down her back, cupping her ass. Joan's arms went around his neck, hanging her body against his, not wanting the kiss to end. She gave a big smile as Doug released her body, letting him know she wanted more. She gave out a little giggle as she looked in the mirror to fix her lipstick. "I love your home, especially your master bedroom and bath."
When they returned to the party everyone was talking and laughing they all seemed to be having a good time. Yet they all seemed to be waiting for something special to happen. Joan had no idea what that might be.
Dance music started playing in the background. Joan had lost track of her husband but she was not worried. She knew he was enjoying himself or would have come to her and suggested they leave.
Doug slid behind Joan as a romantic song started playing on the sound system. His arms completely encircled her, she felt so warm and comfortable in Doug's arms, she was lost in his world, nothing around her seemed to matter. She could feel and smell Doug's body as he pulled her close. He took her hand and spun her around, she was now his to romanticly dance with in front of everyone else as he spoke, "Everyone join in, let's all come together and enjoy one another. I know Joan and I are feeling the mood. Pick a partner, any partner, that you feel attracted to, and get to know each other as you dance to the music.
Doug pulled Joan in close to him as they danced. She felt her dress come loose as Doug slipped the straps from her dress down her arms. Doug's hands were now caressing her bare back, all the way to her butt. She buried her head in Doug's chest, inhaling his fragrance. Her dress was slowly sliding down her body as the erotic lust grew inside of her.
Everyone was in a great mood, thanks partly to the generous servings of Doug's famous rum punch. More guests joined Doug and Joan as they danced to the romantic music playing on the sound system. The conversation was muting and the sounds of couples coming together were heard throughout the home. The mood at the party was changing.
Joan caught a glimpse of her husband dancing with Kay, from what she could see they were intimately dancing and taking liberties only a couple with a passion growing inside them would take. Joan's mind drew back to her needs as the music continued.
Joan's dress had slipped below her heaving breasts as Doug encouraged her to expose the heated passion building inside of her body. Joan whispered into Doug's ear. "I have nothing on under my party dress, just be aware that if you drop my dress, I will be completely exposed.' Doug let out a groan of approval as her dress continued to slide down her smooth body until it fell to the floor. Joan did not panic or care that all the guests could see her naked body as they continued their romantic dance of love.