[This story is based on a book club Jan is a part of and while not true, it tells of what I, Steve, imagine happening had the situations presented themselves. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did writing it.]
Nearly two years ago, Jan convinced Molly, an acquaintance at the time, to move to our neighborhood and have since become best friends. Since our kids are in different grades, Molly has met a few other cool moms, Josefine (Jo) and Rene, with kids in the same grade as her own, and introduced Jan thinking they'd really hit it off. She was right, the four of them hit it off and now they get together regularly for girls' nights, or brunch, or any chance they can get based on how busy everyone is and finding available times on the calendar.
At some point, they realized how much each person had been reading lately and decided it would be fun to start up their own book club, giving them another excuse to hang out and drink together. They collectively decided that each month someone new would host and they would also select the book.
The first few months were a hit, Jan came home super tipsy, and with that horny as hell, which I benefited from greatly. It was well worth getting some quality time with my kids for the evening and managing bedtime, when amazing sex was almost guaranteed. And since our kids are older than the other three families where we can leave them home alone for periods of time, I offered to be the DD, which had its own plusses, such as, listening to some of the drunken stories of the night, being groped by Jan's friends as I walked/carried them to their doors, as well as catching glimpses through the rearview mirror of alcohol-induced wardrobe malfunctions in the back seat.
After the second month, I realized that the title "Book Club" was mostly in name only, as the actual book discussion was minimal based on all the stories I heard in the car rides home. Jan did, however, read the chosen books and depending on what they were, talked about them with me.
The first few were celebrity biographies with some juicy details, but not my usual cup of tea. Molly let Jan host from her and Ben's house since we had just started our remodel right around when the book club got started. They drank wine and laughed, but as with the book choices, their nights were relatively tame compared to some of their more recent sessions. It was Jo's first choice where I was intrigued enough to read the book myself.
It was a sexy thriller about a young female author who is asked by a man to finish his wife's latest book, the wife having recently been in a serious car accident. She survived but her mental condition was impaired, or so we thought. The young author ends up living in the couple's guest room, having sex with the husband multiple times, but gets a haunting suspicion the wife isn't as impaired as she is letting on.
It was a page turner and the detailed sex was more fun than what the spy thriller authors I enjoy usually include. The best part was how the night ended after their book club meeting that month.
Since Jo chose the book, she hosted. She, and her husband Andy, have a great house with all the main bedrooms, kitchen, and living room upstairs with a guest room and a large space downstairs for throwing parties.
After picking up and dropping off the ladies at Jo's, I went home, fed the kids, got them in bed and caught up on the latest TV series I've been watching.
Four episodes in, it was 1:30 in the morning and I hadn't heard from Jan yet. I texted her to check-in and five minutes later, she confirmed she was still alive, a wee bit tipsy, and that I could come over to join them for a shot before taking everyone home.
I drove over right away, curious what I'd be walking into. When I pulled up into the driveway, the lights were all off, making me second guess I was at the same house from earlier. Double checking the address, I parked the car and started walking up the stairs to the door when the sliding door on the bottom floor opened slightly and a hand reached out, beckoning me in.
I walked back down the stairs towards the partially open door and walked into the dark room. I heard some moans coming from the corner of the room, I went instantly hard, imagining what was happening to produce those sounds. Continuing into the room with my dick straining against my jeans, I heard giggling before the lights, dimmed, were turned on.
"Surprise!" all four women whispered in unison, apparently not wanting to wake up Andy or their kids sleeping upstairs.
They laughed, all clearly drunk, making jokes at how shocked I looked before noticing my bulge.
Jan said, "Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you just happy to see us?"
Slightly embarrassed but not letting it show, I responded, "Definitely happy to see you, but that little trick of yours got me all hot and bothered."
We all shared a good laugh as Jo poured five shots, handing me one, and we all cheers'd before downing them.
Molly, Rene, and Jan were ready to go, which was good because I didn't want to be sucked into having another drink as the DD. I also didn't want to have three husband's wondering what the fuck I was doing for so long with their wives.
After helping the three wasted ladies into the car, I slid into the driver's seat, and Jan leaned over to give me a very sloppy kiss as her friend's howling in the back. When she was finished, she sat back, closing her eyes, with a huge grin.
I drove Molly and Rene home, walking them to their doors, making sure they each got inside safely. Jan had passed out in the front seat so she didn't see how each of her friends had their hands all over me, my arms, my chest, my ass, as I basically carried them to the door.
When we made it back to our house, I walked Jan to our bed and undressed her before jumping in bed, spooning her backside. My erection returned from earlier, nestled perfectly between the cheeks of her glorious ass, getting harder by the second.
The pressure from my cock must have woken her as she spun around, still dizzy from all the alcohol she consumed, straddled my legs before impaling herself on my dick. It was rough, her wanting to fuck, not make love, digging her nails into my chest.
Concerned for my own safety with the state she was in, I rolled her to her back, pinning her arms above her head with my own, fucking her like there was no tomorrow. Exactly what she wanted, she came fast and hard, her moans setting off my own orgasm, filling her pussy with my seed.
Jan was lightly snoring before I pulled my semi-hard cock out, rolling onto my side of the bed and falling asleep myself.
