Linda always had a good time at Christmas parties and since she'd organized this one herself she was making sure that the right people were there. No kids, that had been the first thing, and men – and women – who were sexy. She'd danced with all the men, except of course, Bob, her husband. Bob had been in charge of the music and had mixed in just enough slow stuff so that she'd danced close numbers with men she liked and was interested in.
She and Bob were in their forties and had had a pretty open marriage, with both having had affairs without any jealousy involved, but this was the first party they'd thrown that was purely adult. They'd added Bob's son, Gary, who was just 20 and his friend Hank, who was about 30, and some of their friends, just to see if it would work and so far it was working splendidly – for Linda anyway.
She loved to show off when she danced, showing leg right up to the tops of her thigh-high stockings and unbuttoning her blouse to show more than just cleavage. But now her friend Cindy had her top off, AND her bra, showing her sweet little girl breasts that all the guys loved.
She dancing with a nice looking guy called Mark who couldn't keep his hands off her bottom, when Hank came up on the other side, in front of her and she was sandwiched between them. They were both rubbing against her when the music stopped but this had made her very hot, so when Hank said he was going to get some more beer and wine she jumped at the chance, and said she'd go too.
While they were going out the door she found out that they were going in Gary's old pickup. She'd hoped that she and Hank would be alone, but the idea of sitting between young, tall, blond Gary and husky, dark Hank was a turn-on. Hank helped her up into the cab using his hands a lot, and they all squeezed onto the worn bench seat.
They hadn't gone half a mile before Hank's hand was on her knee. Next he reached over to check to make sure her seat belt was adjusted, feeling her breast as he did it. She turned her head and they kissed lightly, then passionately, tongues meeting and exploring each others mouths.
While they were kissing Hank's hand was moving up to her thigh and Linda felt a hand on her other leg. She pushed Gary's hand away firmly, then let her other hand fall into Hank's lap. She felt the firmness of his erection and left her hand there as they went on kissing.
When they got to the liquor store Linda and Hank sat up and Hank told Gary to park toward the back. He pulled out a joint, lit it and asked the others if they wanted some. Linda declined, but Gary held out his hand and took a drag. Linda felt guilty sitting here with her step-son while he smoked grass, but on the second time round took a drag and started coughing.
"God that's powerful stuff." She said as the others laughed.
"Here, have another." Hank told her as he held the smoking cigarette out.
The second drag was smoother and she passed it on to Gary. She felt Hank's hand on her leg again and covered it with her own. The talked about the party and Hank told her he didn't know which he liked better to watch her dancing or to dance with her.
"You two guys really had me cornered." she laughed.
"You loved it." As his hand moved up her thigh. "And you sure have a nice ass – and legs."
"You can say that again." Gary chimed in.
There was silence for a moment; they'd both forgotten he was there.
"I didn't know you'd noticed." Linda giggled. "You're not supposed to notice things like that about your step-mother."
