“That’s ok, Baby Girl, it’s just going to be a long ass night,” Brian says moving up behind Elsie. He slides his hands up her legs to cup her ass, “These are some of the sexiest pantyhose I have ever seen. I don’t know if they’re going to make it through the night though, Elsie. We just might have to get you lots of these,” he murmurs against her neck, as he nibbles on the exposed column of white flesh.
“Brian, if we start that shit again we’ll never be presentable to greet everyone, and they’re going to start arriving any minute,” John groans through gritted teeth, sexual frustration is gnawing at his balls.
As if on cue, they hear a car pulling into the driveway. “Shit, why the hell did we have to decide our first night together be tonight? I’ll go down to greet them, and give you two a minute,” John says before he drops a quick kiss on Elsie’s lips, then turns and leaves her, with Brian’s hands still cupping her ass.
“Are you going to stay attached to my ass all night, Brian, or are we going to go down separated,” Elsie asks turning her head to look at him, standing behind her, with a little smirk on her lips. She is digging the fact that she’s able to turn on two of the sexiest men she has ever known. The knowledge of their arousal turns her on.
“Actually, Baby Girl, I think I may need to have a look and a taste of those beautiful breasts first before I let you go,” he says as he turns her around and lifts her to sit on the dresser. He pushes her legs open with his knee as he pulls down the top of her dress, freeing her breasts.
Elsie lets out a deep gasp at the wantonness of his actions.
“You are so damn sexy, Elsie, everything about you,” he growls as his hands each cup a globe, and his mouth begins to suckle one pink tip.
“Oh God, you two are going to kill me,” she moans as she pushes herself further into his mouth.
“I just wanted a taste, Baby Girl. If I keep it up, I’m going to rip those hose off you and fuck you so hard, they’ll hear us downtown. We’d better get downstairs.”
Brian has a shit-eating grin on his face as he pulls Elsie’s dress back up to cover her. He bends to give her a quick peck on the lips.
“You’re not just going to tease me like that and leave me worked up like this, are you?” she asks, looking at him like he’s out of his mind.
“Yes, I did and yes I am, and plan on a lot more of that from both of us all night, Darlin’. We aren’t going to be the only ones with blue balls,” he says winking at her.
“Oh, this is going to be fun!” Elsie huffs as she slides off the dresser.
Brian laughs and takes her hand to lead her to the party. The sounds of male voices drift up from downstairs, along with the music and sounds of plates clanging and doors opening and closing. If they don’t go down now their late arrival will cause a few heads to turn and eyebrows to rise. If the guests only knew what they’d already done and what they will be doing later.
Downstairs, a few of the guys from Evolutions have arrived, but Elsie doesn’t know any of them. There is a music mix playing with pop, alternative rock, and holiday music, it’s a perfect blend for entertaining. John has laid out the hors d’oeuvres and the vegetable and fruit tray and he must have gotten the bar set up while Elsie was upstairs getting dressed. The back, sliding glass, doors are open, allowing the party to flow effortlessly inside and out into the back yard. Elsie had been so busy decorating the inside earlier, before being distracted by Brian and John, that she hadn’t even noticed the back part of the property. The lights hanging from the trees pull her outside. The beautiful sight takes her breath away.
The property has a large lawn which slopes down to a canal. There’s a small pier with a double swing looking out onto the water. The flagstone patio, just off of the porch, features an outdoor kitchen and a large table. A gazebo offers shelter with an outdoor sofa, table and chairs and a fire burns in the huge copper Chiminea off to the side. The music can be heard out here as well, the songs softly floating through the December, early evening air. The property sparkles with white lights hanging in the trees, bushes, and along the house. The white bulbs are draped across all of the outdoor living areas. Everything has a romantic, magical, feeling to it.
Elsie can’t remember the last time she was this happy, a huge smile plays on her lips as she is swept away in the magic of it all.
“Do you like it, Angel?” John whispers in her ear, as he comes up beside her.
“It’s so beautiful, John,” Elsie murmurs, her eyes wide.
She is captivated by the night.
“Yes, you are Angel,” he tells her.
She smiles into his face. He smiles back just as broadly.
“Brian hung the lights earlier while we were working inside, he did good, didn’t he?” John asks as he looks around at the scene before him.
It’s lovely, much like a secret garden where you sense the perfumes of the flowers growing along the path floating on the breeze as butterflies flit back and forth between them. You can’t help but feel like something very special is going to happen.
“Yes, he did,” Elsie beams.
“Elsie!”
Elsie turns to see Janie standing on the porch. She looks fantastic in black leggings, an off the shoulder jersey, and her blonde hair blowing in the breeze. Her skin is glowing from the run today, she looks radiant. Elsie starts to walk towards the house when Janie bounces down the short steps from the porch.
“This place is amazing, John. Have you lived here a while?” Janie asks him.
He chuckles at Janie, knowing where this line of questioning is going, he’s already been through it with Elsie today.
“I’ve lived here alone for about three years,” he answers her, hoping to put her mind at ease.
“I’ve already gone there, Jay,” Elsie informs her friend, as she rolls her eyes.
Janie shrugs her shoulders, looking almost apologetically at John.
“Great minds, huh?” she chuckles at him a little embarrassed.
“I guess,” he laughs lightly and shakes his head.
“Hi!!” comes Elizabeth voice.
The three of them turn in time to see Elizabeth and Marco coming down the porch stairs towards them. John and Marco do their whole handshake production as the girls hug and air kiss each other.
“The place looks great, Bro, you guys did an incredible job,” Marco compliments his friend.
“Well, I can’t take too much credit, I did the basics out front and inside. Elsie created the masterpiece with the food table and the Christmas art inside while Brian did the lights back here. I finished up the food today. Did you bring some egg nog?”
“Yep, it’s already set out at the bar for you, Brian gave us a hand,” Marco answers nodding his head.
“Which reminds me, I should be greeting and fraternizing with the other guests.” John turns to look at Elsie, “I’ll see you in a little bit, don’t let any of these goons from the gym try to steal you.”
“Me? Hah! I’d have them pulling their tail out from between their legs before they even knew what happened,” Elsie snaps.
Smart ass Elsie is back.
“I don’t doubt it,” John laughs. To Marco, Elizabeth, and Jane he says, “Have fun and let me know if you need anything, help yourself, the bedrooms are upstairs, mi casa es su casa,” John smiles at them before leaving.
“You two look like you just came out of a magazine photo shoot. No two people should look as good together as you guys do,” Elsie tells Elizabeth and Marco.
She’s right. Marco has chiseled features and striking good looks, he’s the perfect complement to Elizabeth’s light skinned beauty and European features. She’s wearing a scoop neck, winter white, jersey sweater that clings to her small frame with matching leggings and Marco has on a body-hugging, navy, cashmere, V-neck sweater and perfectly fitting jeans. The man is a walking god and she is his muse.
“She’s right, you two make me sick. Go blacken out some of your teeth, would ya please?” Janie teases them.
“I’m going to go get us something to drink, would you like anything in particular, Baby?” Marco asks Elizabeth as they both laugh at their friends’ comments.
“Just some cider for now, thank you,” Elizabeth answers him as he lowers to peck her lips.
“Can I get you ladies anything,” Marco asks Janie and Elsie. This guy is too perfect and too imperfectly perfect as well.
“Yeah, a big sexy beast, to go please. No need to wrap him, I’ll take care of the trimmings myself,” Janie answers him with her hands on her hips.
“Well, there’s a room full of them, I’ll see what I can do,” he laughs.
As he walks away, Janie throws a hand up in the air and exclaims, “What the hell?! I’m the one who’s had a boyfriend for how many years now, ten, and you two probably have more sex in a week than I do in a year. There is something seriously wrong here!”
“Sorry, Janes, probably more…,” Elizabeth says with a playful expression on her face.
“This totally sucks!” Janie huffs and rolls her eyes.
The three of them laugh because it is funny.
“And what’s going on with you and John,” Elizabeth asks Elsie wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
“Tonight is going on with me and John,” and Brian she adds in her head. “I decided to say fuck it and just, well, fuck it I guess. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s just tonight.” ‘Cause I don’t know if he or Brian will still want me when they see how damaged I am, the worry tries to creep in and ruin her night. She pushes it out refusing to let it.
“Holy shit girl, I want to know details, how long, how big, positions,
E V E R Y T H I N G! You hear me?!” Janie practically pins her to the ground with her glare.
“I get it, you need to get laid through me. Got it!! Now down, girl, down,” Elsie laughs.
“Yeah, I’ve already wanted to cut a vein over Elizabeth’s fucking sexcapades, now it’s your turn. I have no life, GOD!” Janie shakes her head in mock disgust.
“Well, honey, it looks like your troubles just might be ending. Lookey, lookey what the cat’s dragging in…,” Elsie says, looking over Elizabeth’s and Janie’s heads towards the house.
More people have spilled out of the house onto the lawn and a good-sized crowd has arrived. Marco makes his way through the people, standing on the porch and down the stairs with Scott close behind him.
All three ladies turn to look at the two men approaching them. Janie’s mouth is open, maybe in surprise. Elizabeth is smiling like a kid and it’s all she can do to keep herself from jumping up and down with glee.
Elsie is looking at Marco as he’s walking towards them smirking.
“I’ll be damned, that cocky son of a bitch knows exactly what he’s doing,” Elsie says more to herself than to the girls.
“Oh, yes he does,” Elizabeth coos, a satisfied grin plastered on her beautiful face.
“Alright, Liz, keep your panties on,” Elsie laughs.
“I’m not wearing any, he ripped them off before we left the house,” Elizabeth tells her friends with a naughty smile.
Elsie and Janie’s mouths both drop open as Elizabeth looks at them sweetly, batting her eyelashes.
“Shut up,” Elsie laughs.
“I so totally hate you,” Janie moans.
“Hi, beautiful, been waiting for me?” Scott asks, as he walks up, smiling at Janie.
“You’re a good boy, Marco, Elizabeth can keep you. And as for you, Big Boy, yes, I might have been waiting for you after all,” Janie answers Scott with a flirty little smile on her face.
“I’m glad you approve,” Marco chuckles, winking at Janie as he hands Elizabeth her cider. “Here you go, Baby.”
“Well here I am Gorgeous, and may I say you ladies are looking lovely this evening,” Scott says as he greets the other women, complimenting them as well.
“Well, Big Fella, it looks like you might be a keeper too,” Elsie says smiling at Scott.
“Why El, you could be right,” Janie says looking at the big, sexy, burly man standing in front of her.
“Why, I think I might have to prove to you that I am. Lucky for me the night has just started,” Scott takes a step closer to Janie, close enough that if he lowers his face he could kiss her. “But I am a gentleman, so we’ll have to wait until we’re in the right place, Beautiful.”
“I knew there was a reason I liked you,” Janie tells him as she loops her arm through the crook of his elbow.
Scott moves to Janie’s side, close enough to let her know this is exactly where he wants to be, but with enough space between them to keep it from getting awkward if things should shift.
“Marco, did you sign up for any matches?” Scott turns his attention to Marco.
“No, I’m not into the sport to compete, I just love it. Did you?”
“Yeah, I just hope I get placed with someone who is not with the gym. I’d love some fresh competition.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Elsie asks Scott and Marco.
“Evolutions is participating in upcoming exhibition matches, it’s done every so often. You girls should come and watch, it’s pretty exciting, and the guys love the support,” Scott answers her.
“Yeah, John and Brian are both competing. I’d like to go, do you want to go and watch, Babe?” Marco asks Elizabeth
“Yeah, I guess so. I think it will be exciting, but scary, at the same time. It’s not going to be the same as what they do when they spar, is it Scott?” Elizabeth asks him, her face animated with excitement and concern.
“No, it’s a lot more intense. The guys don’t hold anything back in competitions and exhibitions, and it gets down and dirty. It’s a place for the athletes to really show what they’ve got.”
“We should go, all of us, I know I am. I want to see it and I want to return the support the members showed for me this morning, at the race. That was an incredible turnout. You guys made it amazing, thanks so much,” Janie tells Scott.
“It was for the kids, but I would have gone anyway, just to see you in that running gear,” Scott wiggles his eyebrows at her.
“Did you like it, Big Boy?” Janie laughs at him
“Best way I’ve started my day in a long time.”
“It doesn’t look like we’re going to have to wait until the competition to see what John’s got,” Marco says looking over Elizabeth’s head towards the house.
All five pairs of eyes turn in the direction Marco is looking.
John is standing on the porch with Rico. And it looks like the match bell is about to ring.
“I didn’t know John invited him?” Elsie says with a nervous tremor in her voice.
“I’m not surprised. John always tries to make the newcomers feel welcome. He remembers being the new kid in town and how much it sucks,” Scott says almost absentmindedly, his gaze fixed on, what appears to be, two opposing opponents.
John is standing with his feet planted firmly and slightly separated, his chest is bowed and his shoulders squared. His fists are clenched at his sides and it’s obvious he does not like what’s going on. Rico has a sarcastic, cocky expression on his face, and is smirking at whatever he’s saying.
I cannot believe the balls of this guy! John thinks to himself, looking at Rico with disbelief on his face and anger quickly rising within him.
“So tell me army boy, how did you get a place like this again? On a service man’s salary? Hah, that’s funny,” Rico laughs at him. “It’s pretty impressive, Dude, even for you.”
“I’m a Marine, but I wouldn’t expect you to be able to remember that much. And it’s none of your business, Boy. Now, this is a party, and I’m supposed to be a host, don’t give me a reason to forget my role, understand? Boy,” John tells Rico coldly, as he moves close enough to his face to let him know he’s very close to getting what he’s asking for.<
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“It just seems kind of strange, you know, that you got a pimped out truck, this big house, and all that other shit, but you don’t work. You some rich, trust fund, kid or something?” Rico asks him waving his hand in the air in the direction of John’s house.
“I’m going to say this once, Negro, and I hope you can understand it, even though you come from, the ‘hood and shit, I’ll ‘splain it slowly. You are a guest in my home. Act like it. Understand?” John states, getting in his face and cocking his head to the side.
“We cool, Bro, no need to get your panties all up your ass and shit, hah,” Rico laughs and holds his hand out to shake John’s.
John takes Rico’s hand but it’s obvious that the exchange has been tense, and the underlying confrontation is far from over. Both men are probably resisting the urge to crush the other man’s bones to dust in his hand.
“We cool, now let me get you a drink, what would you like?”
John has regained his cool composure and relaxed his body, as much as a Marine can relax, with a hint of aggression still lingering in his face.
“Just some water, gracias.”
That surprises John. He was sure that Rico was the type of guy that liked to party and show off. He certainly dresses like a player with the expensive clothes, slicked back hair, expensive cologne and diamond studs in his ears. All he needs is a big-chested blonde bimbo on his arm and he’d look like a Mexican drug lord. The guy is good looking, he’s got to give him that, but he’s an asshole.
“Sure thing, and don’t worry, if you’d like to have a drink, we can call you a cab, it’s no problem.”
“Gracias, but I don’t drink. I like to keep my head clear, you never know,” Rico tells him with a wink.
Yeah, ‘cause you can’t be trusted, you think everyone else is going to put a cap in you, dickhead, John thinks, trying not to let his thoughts show on his face.
“Of course. I’ll be right back. Make yourself comfortable. There’s a lot of guys from the gym here, so you should know some people,” John says before walking away and passing Brian as he goes.
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