Always Faithful - Chapter Eighteen - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Eighteen

... quite satisfied making their statement quietly with fashion. There was a small dance crew entertaining with interpretive movement, and they drew an appreciative audience from time to time. Dan and Artsy stayed close; close enough that Dan felt her breast against his arm almost constantly. He felt comfortable here at this party. I think I am having a better time with Artsy tonight than I would with Laura. That may be disloyal, but it is the truth. We are having fun, a lot of good time fun tonight . Dan knew many people tonight; those he didn’t, Artsy introduced. Periodically, no rhyme or reason apparent, Artsy would turn and wrap Dan in arms for long sensual kisses. Once Dan tried to initiate, but was rebuffed. Artsy was in charge tonight, from asking for the date, picking his clothes, to determining the pace of the evening. Go with the flow Dan, you probably won’t get laid tonight, but you never know. As midnight approached there was a flurry of activity in the gallery to clear the entire floor. A tape deck, of all things, began to play traditional Guy Lombardo Orchestra music and the in crowd art community ushered in the new year slow dancing the waltz and foxtrot. Auld Lang Syne played at midnight to mark a new beginning with tradition. The gallery director announced a short break before the performance piece that would break with tradition. > > > > - - Greg began his exhibition hour stimulating Laura’s breasts. He pointed toward a tall, muscular black man who was chatting ...

... with three young women. “How does the black guy look to you?” “Like a maidens dream darling, but I should remind you I am not really a maiden.” “Oh, I think I’ve made you few times lately.” The pun earned Greg a sharp poke in the ribs. “What’s not to like about him? A well muscled and very bare chest. Those tights are all he seems to be wearing, and Baby he looks as well endowed as you, maybe even a bit more. There is not a hair on his body that I can see, nothing to get in the way of his very good body.” “Maybe I will send you after him next; right now I want to watch you dance with those three young guys over there.” Greg pointed to a group of guys in their twenties. “You want to watch me do some cradle robbing again?” “You got it; go get them.” A bold approach should work Laura decided that much as she went to them. Her undulating glide grabbed their attention and they were ready. “My date wants to watch me dance. If you three dance as well as you kiss, I choose you.” “How do you . . . ?” Laura’s lips stopped that remark. She kissed the man with an open mouth and tongue leading. Laura deliberately clashed his teeth with hers and bent him back. Laura’s aggressive onslaught amused Greg as he watched. When I say go get them, she gets after it. She might fuck them all on the dance floor. Although taken aback by the kiss this strange woman just laid on him, the young man responded appropriately. Soon Laura was bent back, held close to his waist, and was now on the receiving end ...