>I recall that the party was for someone celebrating a birthday. The room was fairly crowded as our hosts had arranged a bar. Another room next door had been cleared to allow dancing. There were several single or unaccompanied males like myself and with the exception of about a half dozen nurses all the other women were wives.
I was quite attracted to a woman who appeared to be on the edge of a group of seven, all talking away and drinking but she seemed to be rather aloof. I knew most of the men in the group, they were mostly American or Swedish. It was then I heard a whisper in my ear. 'If you are thinking that you would like to get to know Kate' said the voice, 'Forget it, in our village she is known as the Ice Maiden.' If only the owner of the voice could have seen into the future.
I turned, the speaker was the wife of another American, a woman in her mid thirties named Bridget. "Hello Bridget, why the Ice Maiden, is she new to the American compound?" I asked, "I have never seen her before."
"No, Simon, she is certainly not new out here, I am very surprised to see her at this party, usually she turns down the invitations although her husband Chuck always attends." Bridget paused, as if to weigh up what she was going to say next. "She's a Brit and thinks she is a cut above us, yes, I know Simon, you are British too, you know very well I have spent a lot of time in England, I like the British but oh dear, Kate does try my patience." Oh Bridget how wrong you were. Within a week the Ice Maiden had her glorious lips wrapped around my dick as she sucked me off, her husband a scant 100 yards away. Inside a month we diced with discovery as I shafted her, my prick deep inside her hot cunt, my balls swinging as her husband washed his car in the drive just the other side of the window we were looking out from.
