It Could Happen to Anyone

We were getting dressed for my university course reunion party. I was in a white lace bra and thong with black thigh high stockings. I was moving the brush slowly through my hair, which caused me to thrust my chest out as I reached the end of each stroke. Steve had stopped getting dressed and was just looking at me.

I could see an erection forming in his underwear so I continued to brush my hair even though I didn't need to, accentuating my breasts more with each stroke. It never ceases to amaze my how easily he gets aroused watching me do the most mundane things. I have looked after my body but I am no spring chicken. Then again, neither is he and I still love to see him in just his shorts or underwear. Also, lying snuggled up against his chest on the sofa when watching a film just can't be beaten – except, of course, for making love with him.

I looked down at his erection, now fully formed and poking out of the top of his boxers, then moved my eyes up his body to his face until I was staring into his eyes. When our eyes met he seemed to come back to reality so I moved my eyes back down his body, opened my mouth slightly and ran my tongue over my lower lip.

He walked across the hotel room and gently ran his fingertips down the exposed right side of my neck as I completed another stroke with the brush. I couldn't help but shiver with pleasure at the sensation and could feel myself getting damp between my legs. Steve moved up against my back, pressing his erection against me. I turned around, still brushing my hair and ended up staring almost directly at his crotch.

I put my brush down and ran my hands up his thighs and across his crotch. They met in the middle over his very erect penis, which was already leaking some pre-cum. What is a woman to do? I eased his boxers down so that his erection pointed towards me. Then I leaned forward and took the tip into my mouth. I ran my tongue over the head, removing the pre-cum and eliciting a groan from Steve. I them pulled his boxers back up over his penis, patted it and told him that I would attend to him later. The look on his face was priceless.

He obviously decided to try to convince me to take it further before the party. He reached down and cupped a breast with one hand, then closed his thumb and forefinger over its nipple through my bra. I could feel even more moisture between my legs as both of my nipples became erect. Steve dropped to his knees with his hands on my thighs. His hands moved up my thighs to my pubic area. He ran his hands gently over the top of my thong. I decided that I might as well go along with it so I leaned back against the dressing table, effectively present my crotch to him.

Steve slipped a finger under the front of my thong then moved it down towards my vagina. He lifted the thong from between my lips and gently ran his knuckle across my clitoris and through the lubrication at my opening. I had no choice but to open my legs wider and push my crotch at him. That was all the encouragement he needed. He moved the thong to one side then leaned in and ran his tongue from the bottom of my vagina, through my now prominent lips and up over me clitoris.

I groaned in pleasure as he continued tonguing my clitoris and used a finger to part my lips. There was one thing for certain, he would know how aroused I was by the amount of juices his finger would encounter. He eased one, then two fingers into my opening and started rotating them clockwise and anti-clockwise, stimulating the nerves at my entrance. My arousal increased quickly and I thrust my pelvis towards him then the pleasure overcame me as an orgasm washed over me.

He continued tonguing me but moved his fingers out of my vagina. He then gently caressed my lips with his fingers, spreading my moisture over them. Periodically he would insert a finger into me and before I knew it, I was orgasming again. I had no choice but to push his head away from between my legs so that I could come down from the high I was on. He then edged forward on his knees and straightened up so that he could kiss me.

I took pleasure in tasting myself on his lips as we kissed and held each other. As I was getting my breath back the 'phone in the hotel room rang. It was reception telling us that our taxi was here. Steve recognised the futility of trying to complete what had been started and we both giggled as we rushed to get ready and leave for the party.

I thought I might try to give Steve a treat at the party so when I finished dressing I removed my thong but didn't tell him. Although I was wearing a shortish black skirt, I checked to make sure that I wouldn't be exposing myself to all and sundry in the general course of events – although I might have to be a bit careful getting into and out of the taxi and it remained to be seen what the seating arrangements would be at the party.

As I thought, getting into and out of the taxi without revealing myself was difficult. I think I gave the doorman a quick flash judging by the smile on his face as he closed the door. Steve commented on the doorman's smile but just assumed it was an indication of the general high level of service at the hotel.

The journey to the party took twenty minutes and all the time I was trying think of a way I would be able to get Steve on his own and give him the reward he deserved. During the trip in the taxi I reached over a couple of times and stroked his crotch, ensuring that he was kept in a state of arousal.

When we arrived at the venue I was surprised at just how many people had turned up. The organisers had done well, ensuring there was plenty of seating, a large dance floor and a temporary bar.

When we arrived Steve went to the bar to get a couple of drinks while I looked around the room and tried to recognise the faces. Steve came back to say that it was a free bar, courtesy of the funds left after the organising costs had been removed from the proceeds of the tickets. The party progressed with periodic free rounds being called by the bar staff. Over the night Steve and I separated to talk to different people, would get together for a dance and a chat and then do the same with others.

The bar staff called another free round and I decided to sit this one out. I looked up to see a decent crowd gathered around the bar but no sign of Steve. I then saw him making his way over to the bar looking around for someone – I assume, me. His eyes seemed to lock to someone and he headed off in the opposite direction. I moved to follow and saw him approach someone who was dressed in clothes very similar to mine and even had hair that looked like mine. I realised that it was Lisa, a good friend from the course but someone I hadn't seen since we graduated.

Lisa was leaning forward and slightly bent in order to reach for her drink. She was talking to someone who I couldn't see. As I watched, Steve moved up behind her and reached across her to get a drink. But what had really caught my attention was when I saw him as he pressed his crotch area up into Lisa's backside. He then just started to slowly push it upwards even more into her ass. I wondered what he thought he was doing, then I realised that in his slightly merry state he thought that he was behind me. Where they were was a slightly darker area and I could only see what was going on because I was about ten feet away in an even darker area.

I considered tapping Steve on the shoulder but then I decided to see how far things would progress. I thought Lisa might turn around and say something but perhaps she liked being felt up by strange men. Then again, she might also have been slightly the worse for wear from the drink and, perhaps, did not even notice him pushing his crotch up against her.

As I was watching, I saw Steve turn his head around some and look to see if anybody was watching. I assume that with the bar being so crowded with other partygoers and the reduced lighting, no one could really see what he was doing. I saw him turn his head back around and look downwards at Lisa's backside, which was covered in a black skirt that was slightly shorter than mine. Obviously Steve could not see the difference. I then saw him reach into the top of his pants, lower his hand down into his crotch area and reposition himself in his trousers. I could now clearly see that his erection was sticking out a little from the front of his trousers.

Another round of drinks was set on the bar and everybody once again reached over each other for their free drink. Sure enough, Steve reached over Lisa's shoulder to get his drink. When he did this, I saw him lower his legs a little. He then carefully eased his covered erection between Lisa's cheeks and kept it there. Again, I was surprised that Lisa had not turned around and said anything and couldn't help but feel a thrill when he started to slowly dry hump up against Lisa's cheeks.

After watching him do this for about 2 minutes, I saw him starting to push his erection upwards into Lisa's bum a little harder now. I thought to myself that she had to feel what he was doing behind her now but when I looked at Lisa, I saw that Lisa was still just talking to the woman next to her. I was pleasantly surprised to see Lisa raise her bottom up just a little to meet his crotch. She just pushed her bottom back some and slowly slid it down over Steve's crotch area. Steve started to dry hump Lisa's bottom even harder now.

I then saw Lisa reach behind her and under her skirt. I assume she was stroking Steve's tool but I now wanted to see exactly what was happening so I approached them. Initially I walked up behind Steve and pressed my pelvis against his, forcing him forward and into Lisa. Steve looked around to see who was pushing against him and his mouth opened in surprise when he saw that it was me. I moved to his side to ensure that everything that was happening has definitely hidden from the rest of the room them turned Steve's head to me and gave him a soft lingering kiss.

When we broke apart I put my fingers to his lips. I then reached under Lisa's skirt and found Lisa's hand stroking up and down Steve's shaft. She had managed to loosen his trousers and free his penis from his boxers with one hand – very impressive. Steve's prick was leaking pre-cum as if it was going out of fashion.

I stroked my hand up Lisa's stocking and reached the top of her thigh where the stocking stopped. I then worked my hand between her legs as she adjusted her stance to give me space to work. This woman was hot. I took hold of Steve's hand and put it under my skirt and onto my naked crotch. He reached down and rubbed his fingers across my slit as I moved Lisa's panties aside and did the same to her. She was as wet and leaking juice as I knew I was.

I felt Lisa adjust her stance again then I felt Steve's penis against my hand. I moved my hand out of the way as Lisa eased Steve's penis across her lips. Steve bent his legs slightly, moved forward then straightened up. I assumed that he had just slipped inside her. I reached under and between Lisa's legs and, sure enough, Steve's penis was wedged inside her vagina. Because motion was limited, Lisa was using her fingers on the portion of his length that was outside of her as she rocked her hips gently.

I looked past Lisa and saw that the woman she had been talking to was Wendy, another good friend. She was asking Lisa if she was okay and Lisa was just nodding her head. Too right she was okay, she had my husband's penis embedded well inside her and was definitely enjoying the sensation. Wendy looked across and saw me and commented that Lisa seemed quite flushed. I agreed and said I'd take care of her. I took hold of lisa's hand that was resting on the bar and moved in front of her so that I was facing her.

I moved in close and that forced her further back of Steve's prick. She opened her eyes in surprise and, I think, saw me for the first time. She staggered slightly and groaned. Wendy asked if I needed a hand but I told her that my husband and I would be able to manage. Lisa then looked behind her and saw Steve, at which point she turned back towards me and started to apologise. I just shushed her and told her we'd take her to get some fresh air. Steve took the opportunity to withdraw from her and she whimpered slightly in disappointment. He moved to the other side of Lisa as I turned her around and we walked to the doors.

As we exited the hall, Lisa was explaining that she hadn't had sex for six months and couldn't believe her luck when someone started feeling her up so she'd just gone with the flow and decided to make the most of it, not caring exactly who it was. I told her that I didn't mind but that I thought we ought to finish it off properly.

Outside we made our way through the garden to a table at the far end, away from the light spilling from the hall. I moved to the far side of the table and encouraged Lisa to bend down and place her hand on the table. I then reached forward and started undoing her blouse. I reached in and took a breast in each hand, pinching her nipples between my thumb and forefinger in the same way that Steve had done to me earlier in the evening. Lisa moaned her pleasure.

I looked over her shoulder and saw Steve approaching her. He then flipped her skirt over her bum and took hold of her panties. Lisa was too far gone now. She closed her legs to let him ease her panties down her legs and lifted each foot in turn so that they could be removed completely. I saw Steve fiddling with his trousers and I knew he was freeing his penis. He took hold of Lisa's hips and moved right behind her, embedding himself inside her completely. He then withdrew slowly and as he did Lisa tried to move backwards to keep him inside her. I took a firm grip on her nipples and prevented her from moving too far.

When Steve's penis was just at her entrance again he thrust forward and then started a rhythm. I could hear the juices squelching, giving testament to how aroused Lisa was. I released Lisa's nipples and placed my hands so that her motion backwards and forwards with Steve's thrusts caused her breasts and nipples to rub across my hands.

After a few minutes Lisa was moaning loudly and as I didn't want anyone coming over to investigate I moved forward and placed my lips over hers. At first she resisted slightly but then she opened her mouth and allowed my tongue to invade. We had a quite passionate kiss and I continued to hold her breasts as Steve's rhythm continued. Lisa then groaned into my mouth and her legs almost gave way as she came. That encouraged Steve to increase his pace and within another couple of minutes he was coming inside her. By that time our kiss had finished but I was still holding her breasts.

Once Steve had stopped coming he leaned forward over Lisa and rested his hands on the table. He commented that her vagina was still contracting around his penis. Eventually her contractions stopped and he was able to ease out of her as his penis softened. At that point Lisa's legs almost gave way and she scrambled to find a seat. Steve came around to my side of the table and we hugged. Lisa looked over at us as we embraced and thanked us for a wonderful time. We all embraced then Lisa and I headed to the Ladies whilst Steve went to get us some drinks.

Once Lisa had cleaned up she joined us at a table back in the hall and we spent the rest of the night talking about our lives since graduation. Steve was sitting between us and periodically his hand would stroke my thigh and then move across my slit, keeping me aroused and ready for another session when we got back to our hotel. From the expression on her face and the difficulty she was having keeping track of the conversation at some points, I assumed he was doing the same to Lisa.

Lisa was staying at the same hotel as us (a special deal having been arranged by the organising committee) so when the party ended we shared a taxi. On the way back the taxi driver got an eyeful as Steve continued with his ministrations of both Lisa and me. Once we arrived back at the hotel we all went to Lisa's suite where Lisa made up for her recent abstinence and Steve did me proud by maintaining an erection long enough to satisfy both of us women again. Eventually we returned to our own room and managed a few hours sleep before breakfast.

At breakfast the next morning Steve cheekily offered Lisa her panties back but she said he could keep them as a souvenir. Then she used a marker pen to write her 'phone number on them. I am sure we will be inviting her over for dinner sometime soon.