"All right, come on," Howard sighed.
The woman glared and the men tried not to gawk as Howard led Gloria over to the handsome tennis pro. The only one not to lose his cool was Stan Wells. He just smiled calmly when he saw Gloria coming his way. Howard quickly introduces them and fled, and Stan shook Gloria's hand.
"I've been interested in meeting you," he said, "but my wife threatened to kill me if I talked to you. What's the deal? You have leprosy or something?"
"I wish it was that simple," Gloria sighed. "No, it's just that your wives don't want any unattached women around."
"Good thing mine's in the bathroom, then," Stan chuckled. "What can I do for you?"
Gloria held his eye in a meaningful glance, then said, "I'd like to know you better, Stan, but I don't want to make trouble for you here. Why don't you come over to my place later tonight?"
His eyes widened, but she didn't give him a chance to reply. She just smiled, turned, and walked home, hoping her gamble would pay off. No one else had heard what she said to Stan, so it was up to him. But her invitation couldn't have been clearer. If Stan wanted to step out on his wife that evening, he knew where to go.
Gloria changed into a low-cut black lounging dress, made herself a drink, and waited. It was just about two hours before the doorbell rang. She hurried to answer it, preparing a big welcoming smile. Stan Wells stood on her doorstep, and he was smiling, too.
"Well, hello there," he said, "you're looking fantastic."
"Thank you," Gloria said. "Won't you come in?"
She made him a drink, and they sat on the couch – the same couch where she'd fucked Howard just a week ago. Stan was wearing his tennis clothes, white shorts and short-sleeved white jersey, and she admired his tan tautly-muscled arms. He excited hell out of her. Unlike poor meek Howard, Stan looked just like a man should look.
"Let's not beat around the bush," Stan said. "I'm a busy guy. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you want me to get you into the scene here, yes?"
"That's right," Gloria said.
"And in return you'll do a few nice things for me?" Stan said, reaching out to caress her leg through the silky black material of her gown.
"Uh, yes, that's the idea," Gloria said, reddening slightly.
"No need to be bashful about it," Stan chuckled. "I can dig it. Those bitches won't let you in, so you're going to do it with the men instead. Yeah, I dig it and I admire it. So let's get down to business."
He slipped his hand inside the front of her gown and touched one big hot bare tit. Gloria gasped and flinched, then settled back against the couch. She hadn't expected such a sudden move, but she was glad of it. Like Stan, she didn't want to waste time. She smiled lazily at him as he caressed her naked silky breast.
"Nice," Stan said. "Mind if I take a look?"
"Be my guest," Gloria said.
He untied the sash of her gown and slipped the silky garment off her shoulders, leaving her naked from the waist up. He was obviously impressed with her perfectly firm grapefruit-size boobs and her lovely little pink nipples. He put his hands under her heavy hot jugs and playfully hoisted them, feeling their warmth and weight.
"Great boobs," he said. "My wife would eat her heart out. In fact all the wives are jealous of you. That's why they're scared. You're just too damned attractive, Gloria."
When in doubt, just smile – that was Gloria's policy. She'd never been in high society before, and often she didn't know what to say. So she smiled invitingly while Stan Wells squeezed and caressed her big creamy-pale jugs. His touch was expert and exciting, and she felt her starved little cunt starting to moisten and cream.
"You make it with Howard?" Stan asked.
Gloria blushed hotly. "If I did, I wouldn't talk about it," she said.
Stan laughed and said, "Oh, I figured you did. How else would you have been invited to the party today? And poor old Howard gave it away. He looked like he was going to crap himself, he was so uptight."
Gloria had to agree, Howard just hadn't been able to keep his cool. But Stan Wells would be different. He was a man of the world, clearly experienced with women. She got more and more relaxed as he played with her big sensitive tits. Soon her aroused box was leaking a steady stream of hot cunt-juice that moistened the crotch of her panties.
Then Stan bent down and sucked her left nipple into his mouth. Gloria gasped with surprise and pleasure. That was another thing her husband Eddie had never done to her, and she was delighted to discover how nice it felt to have a man suck her tit into the heat and wetness of his mouth.
"Ummmmmmmm," Gloria murmured.
Stan took the whole soft pink nipple between his lips and sucked gently but steadily. He lashed the delicate little bud with his slick hot tongue and massaged it with his lips. Gloria felt little shivers of pleasure streaking down her body, arousing her hungry pussy into swollen wetness. Slowly her nipple went erect and throbbing in Stan's mouth.
He released the taut pink bud and chuckled, "Look, now they don't match."
Gloria looked down and saw that the spit-soaked nipple was stiff and pointed, while her other nipple was still soft and rounded. "Then you'll have to do the other one, too," she said with a grin.
"Just what I had in mind," Stan laughed.
He bent down again and swiftly sucked her right nipple into his mouth. Gloria moaned softly as she felt his lips and tongue doing their work, and it wasn't long before the second nipple was going stiff in his mouth. Her pussy was red-hot with eagerness, her hungry little cunt leaking more and more steamy sticky juice. Stan's expert unhurried foreplay was driving her wild.
"Ohhhh, that's so nice," she sighed.
Stan released the pink pointed nipple and grinned at her. "I can think of something a lot nicer," he said. "But making it on the couch is kid stuff. Let's go in the bedroom."
Gloria blushed but got right to her feet. She'd made her bargain clear to Stan, and it was time to carry out her part of the deal. If she fucked him tonight, she'd start making friends tomorrow – or so she hoped. She led the way down the carpeted hall to her bedroom.
Stan eyed the king-size bed and said, "I guess you weren't planning to sleep alone when you bought that."
"Not if I can help it," Gloria said.
He turned to her and slipped her gown oft leaving her in just her black lace bikini panties. He ogled her curvy sleek body, and as he did so Gloria noticed the crotch of his shorts starting to bulge. Soon it was lewdly tented with a fierce hard-on. She could hardly wait to see his naked cock. She reached for his fly, but he gently moved her hand away.
"Uh-uh," he said, "I'm a big boy, I can undress all by myself. Why don't you lie on the bed and look sexy for me?"
Gloria dutifully trotted over to the bed and lay down on her back. She parted her long lovely legs just a little, giving Stan a tantalizing peek at the ripe red flesh of her pussy while she pulled off her skimpy panties. Then she closed her legs, too shy to show him more. After all, she'd never done anything like this with Eddie. She really didn't know how to be sexy because Eddie had never demanded it.
Stan stood at the foot of the bed and ogled her naked body as he removed his clothes. "Open your legs, baby," he said with a grin. "Show me your pussy."
Gloria really didn't consider herself a shy person, but she blushed hotly at his words. Still she had to please him to get what she wanted, so she slowly spread her legs wide, drawing them back at the knees, lewdly exposing every bit of her moist red gash with its delicate fringe of auburn curls. Stan's grin broadened.
"Nice," he said, "real nice. You got a fantastic body, Gloria. I'm sure glad you picked me to make your little bargain with."
"I figured you could do the job best," Gloria said pointedly.
"Well, you're right – in more ways than one," Stan laughed.