Rock River Ch. 05: Housewarming

It was the day of our housewarming party. Rachel and I had spent hours preparing our home to get everything in order and make the place presentable. We had cleaned ourselves until we were exhausted and then when the cleaner came to perform her usual daily duties, we paid extra to stick around for a few hours to help further. We had called Tariq to ask him to serve for us and he had agreed politely, and when we had enquired if he knew anyone who else who could bartend, he recommended a friend that he would bring along with him. We had also hired caterers to provide finger foods for the evening and they arrived promptly in the afternoon to deliver stacks of trays into the kitchen.

As I cleaned, decorated and rearranged the furniture Helena was at the forefront of mind constantly. I was still in absolute disbelief at what happened the previous evening. My thoughts repeatedly shifted between the awe of having this beautiful young fiery-haired goddess succumb to me, and the guilt I had felt for doing it behind Rachel's back. While I hadn't felt any shame after my first encounter with Jessica, and the face-full of ejaculate I had coated her with, this was entirely different.

As the evening approached Rachel entered the kitchen and watched the last of the food placed carefully on the counter. She paid the caterers and sent them on their way with a polite smile. In order to avoid a last minute rush she had decided to get ready early and was dressed in a vibrant yellow evening dress with her chestnut hair straightened and falling across her cheeks. She had decided to wear contact lenses instead of her usual glasses. With a few light steps she skipped over me with a wide beaming smile, pressed her fingers against my chest and leant upwards on her tiptoes to kiss me softly on the cheek. My thoughts of Helena melted away.

"You look hot sweetie." I said to my wife as I playfully ran my hand and cupped the soft curve of her arse through the tight dress. The mere feeling of her cheeks rolling in my palm as my hand manipulated them caused a stir in my lap. "Too hot. How long we got?"

"Not long enough for that. Tariq should be arriving in ten minutes or so," she replied with a wink and a swirl of her body that flicked up her skirt and revealed the briefest glimpse of her rosy skin and tan underwear. She sauntered over to the counter to survey the several stacks of trays all crammed with various delicious canapés. "When he arrives can you ask him to unpack a selection of these ready for when people start to arrive?"

I nodded in acknowledgement and glided my fingertips across the marble counter. "Sure babe."

Rachel tentatively paced around the kitchen quietly with a focused look and I could tell something was on her mind. "Rich I've been thinking," she finally broke the silence and turned to me with a gleam in her eye.

"About?" I replied turning back to her wondering what had made her seem so coy.

"Do you erm, Jessica..." she stammered nervously. "You know Jessica keeps saying we should invite someone to join us, in the bedroom?"

I nodded curiously and my attention shifted completely to her as I wondered if this was going where I hoped it was. "Well, I only heard her say it the once but sure if you say so."

"No seriously, she talks about it all the time. And with you, you know, thinking about other men," she continued to stutter sheepishly barely able to form sentences.

I stepped over to her to place my hands on hers as if to calm her. "Just say it."

"Do you want to have a threesome?" she finally blurted out and a smile slid back across her face. "Jessica won't shut up about getting you to try it and now I can't stop thinking about it. Especially the thought of you and another guy. When I watch you submitting to me when I wear the strap-on all I can think about is you sucking a real cock for the first time."

The thought of it had instantly caused my cock to grow firm and press against my jeans. I attempted to seem reluctant, as if she would have to persuade me, and as if I hadn't been sucking several cocks already for the past few weeks. "Well, I don't know. I told you I don't think about it all the time and you've been satisfying what curiosities I did have about it already," I replied calmly as a plot hatched in my mind.

"Please please please. It'd be so hot," she clasped her fingers together practically begging me. "And Jessica says this is the best thing for us both, to try out new experiences, together."

I raised my eyebrow and gazed into the space around her as if pondering for a moment. My mind would have already been made up before she had even asked if I had any inkling this was coming, but I wanted to use this situation to my advantage and if she knew how eager I was it might not be so easy to do so. Besides, if we did play with other people, maybe she would be more forgiving about my encounter with Helena. At least that's what I tried to tell myself.

"Ok I'll do it," I answered finally, and she smiled happily in surprise and delight. "On one condition. I'll be with another guy, for you. Whichever guy you choose. But in return I want to share another girl of my choosing with you too."

Rachel was taken aback at my suggestion and rolled her eyes for the briefest of moments while she thought about it. "Done," she suddenly answered to my delight with a playful nod and jokingly reached out to shake my hand to conclude our deal.

"Sure?" I asked a little surprised at how quickly she had agreed to it.

"Sure."

I smiled and pulled her in close to kiss her and allow her to briefly feel my excitement at the idea pressing into her thigh. "Who are you thinking?"

"Tariq," Rachel replied abruptly as if she had been imagining it since our very first evening in Rock River when we had seen Jessica fuck him with her mouth. "I'm not even sure if he likes guys. Gonna ask Jessica later, and ask her to put the idea to him if he does. I'm too nervous to do it myself."

"Wait... so you mean tonight?" I asked slightly shocked at just how eager she was.

"Sure, why not?" she replied. "That ok with you?"

"Sure, why not." I echoed.

"Who are you thinking?" Rachel said turning to me with a tilted head and a sweet but inquisitive look.

"I'm not thinking at all yet. I'm still a bit surprised by all of this to be honest," I replied kissing her once more before shuffling away awkwardly as my erection pressed firmly into my jeans. "Give me some time to think about it and I'll let you know," I replied as I stepped out of the kitchen and went to get ready. I knew exactly who I was going to ask.

***

The evening quickly arrived, and the guests had even started to arrive before I had fully finished getting dressed. I heard the doorbell echo throughout the house a few times as I dressed in smart black trousers and a navy-blue shirt. I checked myself out in the mirror briefly before rolling up my sleeves and unfastening the top button from the collar before making my way back down the stairs.

Rachel was in the foyer greeting Tom, Holly, Meredith and Jack as I descended the stairs. The family turned to greet me as I stepped over and I welcomed them into our home. Jack had barely made any effort in his appearance and looked almost as if his Holly had dragged him over like a toddler during a tantrum, and his demeanour seemed to imply this too. The rest were all dressed smartly and happy to be here. As I guided them through to the living room I couldn't help but let my eyes wander across the women of the family. Tammy and Dale were already in the room being served canapés by Tariq and the two sets of neighbours all stepped forward to greet and hug each other as if they were old friends. Perhaps they were but I hadn't spent enough time with either family to know that much about them.

Tariq's friend Karen was behind the makeshift bar we had earlier put together pouring drinks for Peter and Jessica who were happily chatting and laughing with Joel to their side. I stepped over towards them and nodded with a smile.

"Good evening all, thanks for coming," I said to the three of them. I leaned forward to kiss Jessica on the cheek and shook Peter's hand before turning to my assistant and placing a hand on his shoulder. "I see you've met Joel."

"Sure have, didn't realise he was your assistant though," Jessica replied as she sipped at a glass of red wine leaving her dark red lipstick across the rim. "I'd sure love to have you at my beck and call."

Joel blushed a little and shifted his focus to the family I had just escorted into the room and glared for a moment as if in recognition, though I wasn't sure whether it was Holly or Meredith that had caught his attention. "Do you pay more than this arsehole?" he said as he turned back to me.

The couple laughed and I leant over the table to pour myself a glass of rum and coke while Karen ran over drinks to Tom and Holly. "Careful now, might pay you even less if you keep that up," I replied.

"Sorry, can't pay you honey but I'm sure we could reward you in other ways," Jessica added with her usual bold flirtatious manner.

"Man, now you're done for," I said and patted Joel on the shoulder as I heard the doorbell sound once more. I left Joel alone at the mercy of the couple preying on him with a wicked smile.

I headed once more back to the foyer to carry on my duties as co-host and continued to greet the guests as they turned up one after the other. Some further colleagues from work arrived and I motioned for them to join the others in the living room. Andreas soon followed and I introduced him to Rachel as they had not met quite yet. As some of Rachel's friends soon arrived and we hugged each other at the doorstep I saw Helena and Brendan walking hand in hand along the pathway.

Helena smirked awkwardly at me and brushed a strand of poppy hair behind her ear as they approached.

"Helena, Brendan, thanks for coming," Rachel said as they stepped through the doorway and handed her a bottle of chardonnay. "That's so nice of you both. Thanks for this too."

"You're welcome," Brendan said and leaned into kiss my wife on the cheek.

"Hi boss," Helena said coyly.

I chuckled back at her. "Hi guys, welcome."

As I shut the door behind them Brendan turned to me and for a brief moment I had expected him to greet me with his fist and send me straight onto the floor. Instead he stretched out a hand to take mine and shake it. "I just wanted to say thank you for giving Helena a chance. She won't stop talking about how much she's enjoying this job and how lucky she is that you both moved in."

"Well she's amazing so I think I'm the lucky one," I replied politely watching Helena blush until I realised what I had said. "We're the lucky ones... the company I mean."

After more work colleagues of the both of ours' and a few more friends had arrived the party was in full swing. Rachel had selected an extensive playlist of a few hundred songs that one would expect to find on a lounge chillout compilation, and the music echoed throughout the various speakers throughout the house. Our neighbours, friends and colleagues all mingled with each other happily and their laughter and conversation filled every room. Tariq continuously paced throughout the room bring trays of various delicious foods to everyone making sure no one went hungry. Rachel did the same to make sure everyone was entertained and had been introduced to each other adequately.

As the evening progressed and I had worked my way through a dozen conversations with various groups, and a handful of glasses of rum, I felt the need to piss and took my leave briefly to head upstairs to the bathroom. As I approached the top of the stairs and turned the corridor I gasped as my body collided with Helena and she gasped in turn.

"Oh, sorry Rich!" she said a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry. It's ok," I replied and smiled back. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

As she peered up at me the dazzling blue of her eyes shone bright and she playfully flicked her hair aside once more. She was wearing a dark blue dress decorated with a bohemian pattern that I'd have expected a hippy to wear back in the late sixties. "Yes I am, thank you. Your house is lovely. Your wife is lovely too," she replied.

"Listen, I need to say something," I interjected quickly, and she looked up at me curiously raised eyebrow. "Come here," I motioned silently for her to follow and she obliged. Quickly I checked the corridor behind us was clear and escorted her back into the bathroom.

"What is it?" she said innocently as I closed and locked the door behind us.

I turned back to her, unaware how to put what I needed to say into words first and paused awkwardly for a moment. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry if I took advantage of you last night. You were a little drunk and we shouldn't have done that," I managed to say as she stared back at me hypnotising me with those beautifully serene eyes.

Helena glared at me for a few seconds. "Yes we should have," she replied abruptly.

"What?" I asked surprised and unsure what she meant.

"We should have done it. You've been thinking about me. I've been thinking about you. If we didn't do it we'd drive ourselves crazy. At least now its done," she explained as she sat herself down on the bathtub and smiled nonchalantly back at me crossing her silky caramel-toned legs.

"Oh. That's not what I was expecting you to say," I replied incredulous and leant back against the bathroom sink to face her. "Wait, you were thinking about me?"

"I was. Sure you're handsome, and that certainly helps but that's not why. I know its early days but you've changed my life, and when I see you staring at me all the time its hard not to think about how I should show my appreciation to someone who's clearly that into me. That's what last night was about," Helena explained as she rocked slowly on the edge of the bathtub. "If I'm honest, since then I can't stop thinking about you either. I've not been fucked like that in a long time, if not ever."

"Oh," I repeated awkwardly. The conversation was certainly not going as I had expected it to. "What about Brendan?"

"What about him?" she answered suddenly with an aloof shrug of her shoulders. "Sure we've been together a few years, and we live together and all that, but he's a bit of a sap. We're not all that tight. What he doesn't know won't kill him."

"Oh," I said again and she chuckled.

"Oh," she echoed poking fun at me while surveying me as I gathered and processed my thoughts.

I had thought about pulling Helena aside earlier in the day to have a conversation with her. I fully expected to apologise for going too far, draw a line through our brief infidelity and put it behind us so I could go on loving my wife. Now the idea of Helena being plagued by thoughts of our encounter was completely alluring, and she had sent my own thoughts into a frenzy once more.

"So what now?" I asked knowing exactly what I wanted now.

Helena lifted herself from the bathtub slowly and stepped seductively over to me. She lingered for a moment as she drew close and I was instantly lost in the eyes that peered up at me until her mouth pressed suddenly into mine once more. She knew exactly what I wanted too, and my lips eagerly welcomed hers. Our bodies collided roughly into each other as we began to hungrily kiss again and it was as if the past twenty-four hours hadn't happened, and we were just resuming what we had started the previous evening. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and I allowed it in to dance around my own.

She moaned hard into me as my hands grasped across her body, enthusiastically shuffling from thigh to arse to breast until one had wrapped tight into the crimson locks of her hair. The other hand squeezed the flesh of her buttocks roughly and pressed her firmly into me so that she could feel the effect she was having on my cock which now throbbed aggressively, hard as steel. Her hips gyrated against me rolling her pussy around my erection as we continued to passionately kiss forgetting everything and everyone around us. I had even forgotten that Rachel was downstairs trying to organise a threesome for the two of us to cap the evening off with. As much as I wanted the threesome, all I wanted now was Helena.

Our lips tore reluctantly apart and for a moment strings of saliva were the only thing that connected us as she began to fumble at my belt buckle and trouser buttons. I moaned and looked back at my reflection in the mirror savouring the sight of this stunning girl over ten years younger than me dropping to her knees and releasing my cock for her to play with. My mouth was smudged with a fiery red lipstick that matched her hair, and my cock was soon coloured the same as she hungrily wrapped her lips around my throbbing head and instantly, and effortlessly, took me into the back of her mouth. Her throat showed no signs of struggling at the sudden invasion and she gave no audible gag. Instead she moaned so deeply and pleasurably around me that I started to wonder if she had been craving my cock since the day we had met, and the attention she soon began to show me almost made me completely believe it.

Helena's mouth moved slowly back up the length of prick and her lips wrapped tight around my swollen purple head. She took the base of my shaft tight in her fingers to hold me straight as she lovingly sucked on my glans and danced her tongue around my slit expertly milking precum from me. Her eyes rolled back as she first tasted it as if it was the sweetest nectar. With a swift motion of her neck she once more plunged my length deep into the furthest reaches of her throat, coating me with her saliva, and then back out with a gasp for air that echoed throughout the bathroom. Her head began to bob up and down violently sending me dizzy with pleasure, and all I could see as I peered down was a blur of neon red bouncing into my thighs. With every moan I made into the still air of the bathroom, she moaned even louder around my shaft in response. My hands gripped tight onto the bathroom sink as I lost myself completely in the pleasure of her lips.

I wondered if she sucked Brendan like this. She had showed such little regard for her boyfriend that I couldn't help but feel that there was no way she was putting so much joy and passion into her blowjobs with him as she was doing now, or at least she probably hadn't done in a while. I even wondered if she was sucking other cocks as well as my own as she was showing a level of expertise that I usually wouldn't expect to find in a girl of her age who was trapped in a monogamous relationship. If she wasn't then everyone was missing out. Everyone but me. I couldn't believe my luck.

She quickly released my lipstick-covered prick from her mouth with another audible gasp of delight and began to stroke me lovingly over her pretty face as if worshipping my cock. Her misty blue eyes peered up at me at either side of my shaft as she danced her warm and wet tongue along the underside of my cock ensuring no inch went without attention. My balls were suddenly and hungrily engulfed within her soft lips and they vibrated around them. Every moan that she made showed just how much pleasuring me was driving her wild.

Despite my efforts to look down upon her and relish the display of the stunning face and hair thrusting down into my lap I couldn't help but roll my head back, and my eyes with it. The warmth and wetness of her expert sucking was sending me dizzy, and I almost lost my balance as she grabbed each of my hands from the edge of the sink and guided them into her hair. I looked back down to meet her gaze and she smiled around my throbbing glistening shaft and released me once more from her lips and began to nod at me.

"Fuck my mouth. Make me your slut," she ordered and instantly sucked my length back in