The Adventure of Ken and Kassi - Sex Stories

The Adventure of Ken and Kassi

I pulled on a black tank top and some dark blue jeans. I had been working out so this outfit was especially tight. I went into the bathroom to check myself in the mirror for the hundredth time. My super blonde hair was pulled up into a half pony tail. My lips were nude and my eyeliner was light. I loved the natural look. I flashed a smile and winked at myself. I was horribly nervous. I was going over to my parents’ coworkers place with them for dinner. Originally I didn’t want to. The husband was a total hunk; a bit taller than me, a bit of chub in the cheeks, dark hair and sexy stubble on his chin. The wife was also a hunk (can a wife be a hunk?); long highlighted hair, curves, and legs for days. They had two kids, Jenny and James. “Kassi, hurry up!” my mom shouted. With a smile I zipped up my boots and ran to the car. We got there before anyone else. Apparently there was going to be a crowd. It didn’t bother me. Cassandra, the wife was going on about not having enough wine so I offered to go pick some up for her. With a smile, she told her husband, Ken, to go with (he would pay but couldn’t drive as he had already cracked a bottle). Mom gave me the keys to her car and we went to the liquor store. The way there, we laughed and flirted. He was pretty easy going and fun to talk to. After purchasing the liquor, we got back in the car to head back. The drive back was like the drive there, fun and flirty. My heart was fluttering the whole time. When we pulled into the driveway, ...

... I patted him on the knee and said casually, “You’re pretty cool.” Then I very quickly got out and grabbed a bottle to take in. My heart was racing! Such a subtle thing like that had me so hot. It had been so long since I’d been laid!! Once we got back into the house I had to excuse myself into the bathroom for a tidy up. My panties were soaked! If things continued like this, I would not be able to last the night. James was outside with the dog playing in the last light so I decided to go out and watch them. We threw the ball for about half an hour when Ken came out and said it was time to eat. There was quite a gathering. At least seven other people showed up after us, I couldn’t quite tell though. I was never introduced to anyone and they never stopped moving. It didn’t matter though. I grabbed a plate and sat at the table with my mom, Cassandra, Ken, and Kyle, some other random coworker, while James, Jenny, my dad, and others were scattered between the living room and the basement. I kept making eye contact with Ken and smiling as I looked away and then back at him. It was kind of dumb, but it was my favorite subtle flirt. It was working. Every time I looked up, he would be looking at me, smitten like a kitten. When I was about halfway done I “accidentally” dropped my fork. Cassandra got me a new one, but as I was bent over picking it up, I made sure to look at where Ken’s legs were. Then, as soon as Cassandra was settled back in, I slowly reached out my leg and started to ...