A New Year's Surprise - Sex Stories

A New Year's Surprise

I stood in the corner of the crowded room watching him. Watching the man I have been lusting after from the moment I saw him. John was fifteen years older than me, with grey starting to show throughout his hair, but I didn’t care. There was something about him that called to me. He flowed through the room with ease. Everyone seemed to move for him and they all wanted his attention. Myself included, but he never seemed to notice me. As if he heard my thoughts, John glanced my way and I swear he gave me a slight wink. My eyes instantly dropped and blush rose across my cheeks. That seemed to happen every time I looked at him. My husband Chris and I had been friends with John and Meredith for three years, and in those three years I’ve never been able to look John in the eyes. I took a long drink, finishing off my fourth glass of champagne. I was starting to feel warm and I was beginning to not feel so overwhelmed by the amount of people in the room. Normally I didn’t come to large New Year’s Eve parties, but Chris insisted that we come. I looked around the room trying to find my husband. It was getting close to midnight and he promised he wouldn’t leave me, but he had. He always wandered off, leaving me to fend for myself. I didn’t see him and I let out a sigh in frustration. “Are you not having fun?” The soft deep voice caressed across my ear sending waves directly to my secret spot, making me shiver. I turned slightly to my right as John put his arm around my waist. The ...

... movement caused his hand to glide across my bottom. At least I thought it was me turning towards him, but once I was facing him he didn’t remove it. He leaned into me and whispered again, “Are you not having fun?” On the word fun he gripped my cheek. I gave a slight squeal and leaned into him. We were so close and for the first time ever I was staring into his deep brown eyes. I was completely lost. John’s other hand touched my chin, holding my face in place and I just knew he was going to kiss me in the middle of this room full of people. Instead he leaned back down and said, “Go to the coat room and wait for me. Now.” Then he let go and walked away, leaving me wobbly on my heels. I immediately looked around knowing that everyone at the party had witnessed our exchange, but no one looked scandalized or accusingly at me. Actually, no one was looking at me at all. I had a moment of indecision, but I knew that I would listen to him. I couldn’t help myself. My head was held high and I walked slowly so my steps didn’t falter. I almost chickened out when I passed Meredith and she smiled and waved at me. There was no stopping now though; John had ordered me to go. I was shaking and my breathing was accelerated. I leaned my head against the cool wall, listening to the soft music and joyous laughter of the people just on the other side of the wall. A few moments later strong hands gripped my breasts and a tall, lean body pressed fully against me. “You are so fucking hot in that red dress,” ...