The Housewarming

Working for a fashion magazine definitely has its perks, not the least of which is the opportunity to network with lots of beautiful, interesting professionals–and Nikki definitely fit into this category.

I’d been working as a layout designer for the past year at an up and coming magazine in downtown Atlanta. It was the kind of place I’d always envisioned myself working at: trendy, hip, lots of young urban professionals bursting at the seams with creative energy.

I first met Nikki at the editor’s housewarming party, on the eve of the 2008 presidential election. There were about twenty of us, mostly co-workers who had gathered at Laura's new two-bedroom condo, bearing gifts, appetizers and liquor.

Between talk about the election, and the general buzz of excitement in the air about the prospect of electing the first African-American president, there was another buzz in the room, and I wondered if anyone besides Nikki and myself noticed. We locked eyes when she first entered the room, and even though she came with Terrence, a mutual acquaintance of ours–and even though I was wearing a wedding ring–we both sensed an openness...an availability about the other. Not to mention, she was fucking gorgeous and I could barely take my eyes off the plunging neckline of her white, silk blouse, and the way it strained to contain her honey brown cleavage. She obviously saw that I was distracted by this, as when my eyes finally made their way back up to hers, she had one eyebrow raised and a half smile on her face, as if to say, "My eyes are up here, baby."

Soon after, with people mingling and making conversation, Nikki disappeared into the guest bedroom. While Terrance was deep in conversation with some other friends about his law school prospects, I took the opportunity to grab a few minutes alone with Nikki. As I entered the room, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, flipping through an old yearbook of Laura's. I sat down beside her.

"So…are you enjoying yourself?" I asked.
"Not a bad way to spend a Monday,” she replied. “It's a nice break from Law and Order." We both chuckled, as she continued turning pages.

At this point, I couldn’t tell if it was the beer, or her perfume that had me intoxicated. Being in such close proximity to this gorgeous woman sent my mind reeling. I glanced down at her silky-smooth legs and her perfectly pedicured toenails as I pondered my next words.

"So...how long have you and Terrence known each other?" I asked, as I took a swig of my Blue Moon.

Sensing the question behind the question, she gave me a raised eyebrow again.
"You mean, how long have we been fucking?"
I almost choked on my beer. “Um, well the thought did cross my mind,” I managed to reply.

Nikki seemed amused that I was taken aback by her bluntness. “Terry and I are just friends…with the usual benefits. And, he’s not really the jealous type anyway. She closed the yearbook and turned towards me, giving me her full attention.

So, what's your story? Why is a handsome, married man sitting here on a friend’s bed, flirting with a complete stranger?”

“Well, where do I start? After six years of marriage, there’s all of the usual clichés: we argue all time, don’t have sex anymore, and the list goes on.” I know it looks bad––“

Nikki interrupts me. “I’m not judging you, I’m just curious. We’re both adults, and well…I had a feeling we were gonna end up fucking when I saw you looking at me across the room.”

“And how exactly did you know that?” I asked, as I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. I half expected her to pull away, as Terrance, and a whole crowd of people were just a couple of rooms away. Instead, she offered me her tongue. We kissed slowly…sensually…as the reality of our awkward setting slowly faded away. I took a deep breath, as I savored the sweetness of red wine on her lips.

“Call it a woman’s intuition,” she said, as she ran her hand up and down my thigh.

“We’d better make this quick,” I whispered. I stood up, walked over to the bedroom door. After making sure that no one was outside, I closed the door behind us, and locked it.

I walked back over to the bed, where Nikki was now lying down. As I knelt above her, she looked up at me, and I saw the first hint of vulnerability in her eyes. Her confident, almost cocky demeanor had melted away, and all that remained was this beautiful, submissive creature waiting for me to do whatever I pleased with her.

I reached down and slowly parted her knees. Her legs felt like satin, as I ran my hands up and down her thighs, pushing her skirt up to just below her waist. As she raised her hips, inching her skirt up further, I could see the tiniest hint of pubic hair through her lavender lace underwear.

“This is going to feel really good…but don’t make a sound” I said, forcefully. She nodded, and smiled. I kissed the insides of her thighs, slowly making my way to her beautiful pussy. I pulled her panties to the side, and with my tongue, took one long stroke, parting her lips. Then another. From side to side, I licked, and teased her, until I could feel her silently begging me to put my tongue inside her. I parted her lips with my fingers, and gently darted my tongue in and out of her. At this point, she reached up and grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it. I felt her moans reverberate through her pussy, as I pressed my mouth firmly against her. As her torso began to stiffen, and her thighs tightened around my head, I could tell she was about to come. I pushed her legs back, and tongued her clitoris, coaxing her into a writhing orgasm.

As she lay breathless on the bed, I unzipped my pants. My dick had been hard from the second I sat on the bed with her. I quickly fumbled for my wallet, grabbed a condom that luckily I had stashed in there just a few days before.
“Turn over,” I commanded. “I want to see that sweet brown ass of yours.”

She rolled over on her stomach, and arched her ass up in the air. It was as beautiful as I’d imagined, soft and smooth, ready and waiting. I pressed the head of my pulsing dick into her dripping wet pussy, then pulled out again. I entered her several more times like this, until I could feel her pushing harder and harder against me. I grabbed her hips, and pushed all the way into her. She gasped, as she jerked forward for a moment, then braced herself before thrusting her ass back against my dick. I watched, as each thrust sent waves rippling up her ass cheeks like waves breaking on the shore. As our skin slapped loudly against each other’s, and the fact that there were people a couple of rooms away was now more of a turn-on than a distraction. Nikki obviously felt the same, as her moans gradually became louder and louder. I grabbed her hair from behind, and pushed her head into the pillow. Her arms reached for the headboard and gripped it tightly as her pussy contracted in orgasmic release. Feeling myself about to come, I thrust harder and harder into her welcoming flesh. I felt the condom expanding as I shot hot cum into it. The orgasm felt like it lasted several minutes, even though it was just seconds. I collapsed on top of her, kissing the nape of her neck.

“Damn.” she said breathlessly. "I wasn’t expecting this kind of a party!” We both laughed.

She gazed up at me, taking a more serious tone. “Well…I guess you don’t have to go to sleep sexually frustrated tonight.”

“Yeah…something tells me I'll have sweet dreams tonight," I said, with a smile.

With that, Nikki gave me a kiss on the lips, and disappeared into the guest bathroom before rejoining the party. Meanwhile, I straightened up the bed, ditched the condom and wrapper, and made sure there were no tell-tale signs left behind.

When I exited the room, all was as I’d left it at the party…everyone mingling and tossing back drinks. No one seemed to notice a thing.

Terrence was still chatting with the same group of people, except Nikki was now standing next to him, wine glass in hand. Terrence must have seen me looking in their direction, as he motioned me over.

“Hey Eric, how’s it been man, I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever!” he said, as he grabbed my hand and threw his free arm around my shoulder in a big man-hug.

“Staying busy, you know how it is. How have you been?”

“I’m good, gearing up for these GRE’s. It’s taking up almost every waking hour.”

I felt Nikki’s stare as Terrence and I made small talk.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t think you two have met, Nikki this is Eric, Eric, my friend Nikki.”

“Pleased to meet you,” I said, trying to sound as though I hadn’t just fucked her brains out.

“Nice to meet you too,” she replied, with a coy smile.

Terrance turned his attention to Nikki. “I feel like I’ve neglected you tonight. Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Oh, don’t worry about me,” she replied. “Your friends have kept me well entertained.”