I have always hated house parties. The one today was for my candy ass brother in law and was no exception. This grand event was to celebrate some promotion he ass kissed towards for about five years. The family is all so proud of him so I made sure I bowed twice when I came in the door. Like hell I did.
They had invited the usual group of his work buddies, mostly idiots with five degrees that have to use both hands to find their ass and couldn't hardly figure out how to find their way to work. And of course there is the regular assortment of country club tennis set bimbos, lots of sun tan, lots of bleach and lots of fingernails and jewellery. Probably the odd ass tattoo but who wants to look.
Anyway, I mingled through the crowd thinking about the hockey game that I was missing. I just cringed to myself as I looked into the living room. May as well make the best of this and actually had to look around to find a beer as this was a champagne and martini crowd. I'm sure I got looks of disgust as I snapped the top and took a long pull on it from the can.
I took my beer and journeyed to the far corner into a narrow area with a couple of large sofas and sat in the corner of one. Didn't hardly get seated before the worse horror imaginable happed to me . My Aunt Irene had found me. That could be a fate worse then death. She still wants to kiss you and tickle you like she did when you were in diapers. I was treated to the usual hugs and the usual slobber and lies about how sweet I am. As always she manages to get around to telling me about the new pills Uncle Charlie is taking for his indigestion and god knows what else. Right about now I'm wishing he had taken viagra so he would have her busy somewhere else.
A few more people start to gather in the area and I moved to the end of the couch putting me past the end of the large table that was set there with the silly little sandwiches, sushi and other assorted types of finger foods. You know, the kind that you eat all night and then stop for a hamburger on the way home so you dont starve.
As other people moved in I noticed directly across from me a rather cute little brunette with a bit of a snotty look on her face. She looked down her nose toward me and then away. I think to myself that she was really full of herself. Had to admit though she looked pretty damn good but I dont give her any acknowledgement and continue the chat with my aunt.
Aunt Irene eventually left and I'm there by myself finally. I happen to glance across and I have an excellent view as I can see the little brunette's short skirt has rode up and I'm getting a nice look of her very shapely tanned legs. The thought enters my mind instantly about how nice it would be to have my head between them. I snickered to myself and decided I best rid myself of that train of thought as she continues to chat with the people she sat down with. Out of the corner of my eye I notice her kind of rubbing her crossed legs together. Interesting, I think to myself and I am pretty sure she saw me looking at her one time when I didn't look away quite fast enough.
She gave me a glance and for a brief second we had eye contact and was sure I noticed a bit of a smile. I caught her checking me out again a few minutes later and noticed her beginning to rub her legs a little more. Without even looking my way she uncrossed them and sort of leaned towards the people I tried not to look but she was right in front of me so it wasn't easy. She had moved her legs apart I was treated to a wide open view right up to the crotch area of her black panties and it really looked nice in there.
She moved a bit and changed her angle again. I could really see without any trouble at all now. She listened intently in her conversation then turned her head and glanced towards me and made eye contact again. I saw her run her tongue between her lips as she looked away. I knew right then for certain that the little bitch was aware of me and as I suspected was teasing me.