A month ago Jennifer had called her very excitedly about becoming an Ann Summers rep. "Oh go on you have to have a party, you could be my first?" Feeling as though she couldn't say no and be supportive of her friend she agreed to it.
She had to admit she was looking forward to it, gathering all her pals, letting her hair down and just having some girlie fun.
Finally the evening arrived and the house started to swell with the laughter and cackles of women. The wine flowed and the toys came out. "Where is he then?" one of the women asked, laughing, as she looked behind the door of the lounge "I felt sure he would be lurking around here somewhere!?"
"Strictly no men policy tonight, he's down the pub!" She replied with a grin and a wink. He was sulking slightly that he had to be banished from the house but had been promised a good time when he came back.
The room soon became the hub of swapping sex stories, some disastrous, some sordid, some romantic but all entertaining. She couldn't quite believe some of the things she was hearing, but added a few jaw dropping experiences of her own in to the mix.
The party got going and the toys were passed around the room shadowed by giggles. There were so many toys to choose from, all of them promising so much pleasure. She found herself getting more and more turned on with each toy she had in her hands.
"Let's play a game!" Jennifer called out. There was a resounding cheer in the room. Before she could blink there were three of her friends sat on the sofa with a banana clenched between their thighs. Three more of her friends were now on their knees, blindfolded, hands tied behind their backs being instructed that the fastest person to put a condom on the banana using only their mouth and tongue would win a prize. Shrieks of laughter followed.
All too soon there was a winner. They toasted the precision of the winner who did admit she had done it before. "On a banana?" Someone shouted. "No on my husband's cock!" She replied with a laugh that would make a cavalier blush.
'Ok ladies let's talk lingerie,' Jennifer shouted above the growing noise of drinking women. "Would anyone like to try something on?" Hands shot up like children in a classroom.
Several ladies took themselves off upstairs to the bedroom to try on some of the lingerie and dressing up costumes, the shrieks and giggles echoed down the staircase and into the lounge.
As her friends paraded through her lounge wearing next to nothing, showing off their amazing bodies, and not caring about it she felt herself getting sticky inside her jeans.
After everyone had their own clothes back on the room was surprisingly quiet. All of the ladies were flicking through the catalogues and filling out order forms. She gestured to Jennifer, to come out into the kitchen. "How do you think it went?" She asked her friend as she poured another glass of wine. "I loved every second of it!" Jennifer replied with a twinkle in her eyes "I think I have found my vocation."
When the last friend had stumbled out the front door they both sat on the sofa and laughed at how successful the evening was. "Can I stay?" Jennifer asked. She paused for a second then said, "Of course." Trying not to sound disappointed. She knew he would be back later and was looking forward to have him pound her hard.
They opened another bottle of wine and added up how much money had exchanged hands this evening. She picked up one of the vibrators and switched it on. Instantly feeling a reaction inside her jeans without thinking she held it against herself. Jennifer looked up, "That's my favourite one too!"
She stood up, glass in hand, and walked over to the clothes rail. Slowly looking through the lingerie and costumes she finished her glass of wine and picked out the army girl costume. "Shall I?" she asked her friend holding it against herself. Not waiting for a reply she took her jeans and top off to reveal her bright red, lacy matching underwear which complimented her body perfectly, and put on the costume. She headed upstairs to look at herself in a full length mirror. Jennifer grabbed a pilots costume and ran up the stairs behind her.
