House Party: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  I pulled the door open and sure enough there was Ethan and Jennifer smiling at me. I stopped for a moment and stared in stunned silence at Jennifer. A T-shirt that plunged low enough that I could see her cleavage and the gentle curves of the inside of her tits. That was a sight I’d only gotten to enjoy a couple of times when she leaned over and I caught a quick glimpse of her tits and now they were on display for the world to see. I could also see what looked like a bright green bikini.

  Oh yeah, the pool party idea had been pure fucking genius.

  Down below she had on a pair of shorts so ridiculously fucking tight that it looked like they’d been painted on. I only got a quick glimpse, didn’t want to be too obvious about checking out another man’s wife when that other man was standing right next to me, but I thought I could see a hint of green down there as well. We’re talking the kind of shorts that are so tight, so short, that Daisy Duke herself would probably stop and ask herself whether or not she was being a little too risque.

  Fuck!

  I moved my eyes back up to their smiling faces. Again, didn’t want to be too obvious. Though from the way Ethan was grinning I wondered if he hadn’t just caught me checking out his wife. Whatever. If he wasn’t trying to start a fight over it then I wasn’t going to worry either.

  “Good to see you two!” I said, holding the door open for them and gesturing in. “Come on in.”

  “Good to see you too, man,” Ethan said.

  Jennifer didn’t say anything, but she did lock eyes with me as she stepped in behind her husband. She did make sure to move close enough as she stepped by that she was brushing against me. Brushing against my cock. She smiled and bit her lip as my cockhead pressed against her stomach, and then she was inside.

  I took in a deep breath and held it for a moment. Closed the door. There was plenty of room in the entryway. She didn’t need to brush against me like that. Oh yeah, that hottie was primed and ready for some fun! I turned and followed them into the house. Part of the reason why I held the door open in the first place was so I could get a look at Jennifer from behind, and damn did that view not disappoint in the least. The way her ass moved in those shorts was hypnotic, and as I stared openly without worrying about someone catching me I saw that yes, there definitely was a hint of green from her bikini bottoms peeking out. As well as her ass cheeks, of course.

  Ethan moved into the living room where I had the TV on and a game playing, though I didn’t plan on that being on for much longer. No, the festivities were going to move outdoors as soon as fucking possible. I needed to see Jennifer in a lot less than what she was wearing right now. She stopped at the edge of the living room and leaned against the wall, turning and smiling at me again and then looking back to her husband.

  I knew an opportunity when I saw one! As I walked past her I reached out with my hand and gave one of those hypnotic ass cheeks a squeeze. Gentle, but firm enough that she knew I was there. Firm enough that she knew I intended to do it. I wanted no doubt in her mind. I thought I heard her moan quietly, but it was hard to tell. If it was a moan it was quiet enough that it could barely be heard over the TV, and I had that turned down.

  I kept right on going after I gave her ass a squeeze. It was a wonderful reminder of all the fun we’d had in the kitchen, but I figured if she was being this forward at the beginning of the night before the booze had truly started flowing then it definitely said good things about the potential for fun through the rest of the evening. I figured there’d be plenty of time later to find a nice quiet spot away from everyone else to explore this a little more, and then I could tell Emma all about it later if she didn’t happen to be close enough to watch.

  Speaking of telling Emma all about things… I moved into the kitchen where she was back at the vegetable tray chopping away. I moved up behind her and pressed my cock into her ass. I felt her tense and then she melted against me as I wrapped my arms around her.

  “Did you let our guests in?” she asked.

  “I sure did,” I said. “I also might have done something like this to one of our guests…”

  I illustrated exactly what I did by moving my hand down and cupping my wife’s ass. It was different from Jennifer’s, but no less sexy for it. She took in a sharp breath and I felt her shivering under my touch as she imagined my hand brushing against our sexy friend’s ass. I gave her a squeeze and that gasp turned to a quiet moan of her own.

  “You didn’t!”

  “I did!”

  I pressed against her with more insistence and she started gasping. Loud enough that I worried they might be able to hear is even in the living room. Loud enough that I fantasized about them hearing us even in the living room and let me tell you that sent one hell of a thrill coursing through my body. I imagined Ethan thinking of pressing against my wife’s body. I imagined Jennifer thinking about me grinding against Emma and wishing it was her in here with me just like last time.

  Emma tensed. The knife she was using to cut vegetables clattered to the counter and rattled. No mistaking that sound. Her body started to shudder and I knew she was close. So very close to that delicious edge. I wondered if she would cry out or if she would try to stay silent this time, because I was so close myself that there wasn’t anything that was going to stop me from enjoying the hell out of this experience.

  The doorbell rang. I groaned in frustration as I was hoisted by my own petard. All it would take was another couple of minutes, but that was another couple of minutes that Emma didn’t seem in a mood to give me.

  She whirled around. Leaned up and kissed my cheek. Then she was slipping away from me even as my cock brushed against her stomach.

  “Where are you going?” I asked even as the answer was fucking obvious because the doorbell was ringing again.

  “We have more guests arriving,” she said with a smile and a twinkle in her eye. “I wouldn’t want to keep them waiting, would I?”

  And with that she was gone, leaving me standing there with a hard cock that was twitching. All it would take was pressing against it and I’d blow my load, but I didn’t. If I was going to come then there were far more interesting ways that could happen this evening. Yes, far more interesting ways.

  I turned back to the counter, thinking I could at least finish what Emma started and got interrupted doing so many times this evening, but I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned towards that movement.

  Jennifer was standing right there looking so fucking sexy in that barely-there outfit.

  Oh yes. There were far more interesting ways for me to have my fun tonight.

  4: Emma

  Damn Ryan. He knew exactly what he was doing when he pressed up against me like that. The man loved to tease me. At least I had the satisfaction of knowing I was leaving him just as unsatisfied for the moment, though as I breezed past the living room towards the front door I noticed it was just Ethan in there watching the game. No Jennifer to be found anywhere.

  I smiled. I had a feeling she hadn’t gone off to the bathroom to powder her nose.

  I pulled the door open and saw Owen and Alyssa standing on the other side smiling. I looked Owen up and down quickly. He was looking pretty good, though he didn’t hold a candle to his wife. Alyssa. Gorgeous Alyssa. Alyssa who was one of the only women to ever dominate my fantasies, but damn did she dominate those fantasies in a big way! I wasn’t sure what it was about this girl, but every time I looked at her I felt like I had to have her. Had to feel her against me.

  She was looking particularly delicious tonight in a pair of shorts and a tank top that made her bra pretty damn obvious underneath. Seeing a bra there sent disappointment running through me. No bikini. Was she not going to be taking part in the pool party tonight? I knew Ryan had his ulterior motives for having a pool party in the first place, but I wasn’t going to complain if I was going to get to enjoy the eye candy right along with him.

  Still, even with just a bra in evidence she was so hot! Other girls didn’t do that for me, so wha
t was it about Alyssa? I licked my lips as I looked at her, then shook myself and realized what I was doing. I was leering at this girl while she was standing right there with her husband, though it was a quick enough leer that neither of them seemed to notice.

  Or did they? Alyssa looked me up and down too, and did she just bite her lip? I’d pulled that move often enough myself to know that was the universal symbol for being interested. Color me intrigued.

  “Glad you two could make it!” I said with a cheery smile.

  “Glad to be here,” Owen said. “Can’t wait to hop into that pool!”

  “Yeah, very glad to be here,” Alyssa said as she stepped in behind her husband. Once more she looked me up and down, only this time she was standing close. So very close. I took in a deep breath and inhaled her scent. God, even smelling her was enough to set my body on fire. And the way she was standing so close. All it would take was leaning forward slightly and our bodies would be pressing together.

  “Feel free to make yourselves at home,” I said. “Ethan’s in the living room watching some sports game Ryan put on, and we’ll be heading out back to the pool any minute now.”

  “Actually I was hoping you could help me with that,” Alyssa said, putting her hand on my arm which sent a thrill running through me. I wondered what she would think if she knew how turned on I got at the simplest and most innocent touch from her? Would she freak out, or was there some definite interest in her eyes earlier?

  “Of course. What do you need?”

  Alyssa bit her lip and her eyes moved to her husband for the briefest of moments. Then back to me.

  “Well like an idiot I forgot my suit back home. I was wondering if I could maybe borrow one from you considering we’re close to the same size?”

  “Sure! Do you want to get something now or wait until we’re out at the pool?”

  Again that glance over towards Owen. Though when I turned to look at him, to see if there was anything on his face that might give away that they were up to something, he was turned away and moving into the living room. I heard him say something to Ethan about sports.

  “I think now is as good a time as any,” Alyssa said, a slight catch to her voice.

  “Right. Well let’s go upstairs and see what there is to see!”

  Just walking up the stairs behind Alyssa gave me an opportunity to see plenty, though. The way her ass moved back and forth was positively hypnotic. I’d always known Ryan liked walking behind me on stairs because it gave him an opportunity to sneak a peak, but it was never something I’d truly appreciated from his point of view until this moment when I found myself so distracted by the sight of Alyssa’s ass moving in those tight bottoms that I very nearly stumbled and fell forward. I barely managed to catch myself on the railing at the last minute.

  I really wished I could figure out where these feelings were coming from. I’d never really felt this way about a girl before. Sure I’d looked at girls and thought they were pretty. I’d known objectively that they had a nice body. Alyssa, though, was the first woman I’d ever looked at and immediately felt a clenching in my stomach and wetness between my legs.

  In short, she was the first girl to really “do it” for me, and that had been an endless source of both arousal and amusement for Ryan. Talking about it, about the things I’d like to do to her, had become a fixture in our dirty talk when we were fucking. And that dirty talk just added into a feedback loop that had me thinking about it even more while associating Alyssa with some of the most mind blowing orgasms I’d ever had with my husband.

  And now all of that was running through my head on repeat as I stared at her ass for the brief moment of heaven before we reached the top and the show was over. Damn it. Then again if she was going to be trying on some of my suits I figured I had a lot more to look forward to.

  “So what were you looking for? I have everything from scandalous beach vacation attire to frumpasaurus one piece for taking the kids down to the neighborhood pool.”

  The kids were at the neighborhood pool with their aunt right now, actually. Though really I’d only worn the frumpy one piece on one occasion before I realized that the neighborhood pool was something of an excuse for all the stay-at-home MILFs in the neighborhood to show off their time at the gym and their expensive suits. God help me if Ryan or some of the other husbands in the neighborhood ever realized what a target rich environment that pool was during the day.

  “I was thinking scandalous is the name of the game tonight,” Alyssa said. She locked eyes with me and I felt fire running straight from her gaze down to my pussy. “What do you think?”

  I licked my lips. I felt like we were suddenly talking about a hell of a lot more than bathing suit fashion.

  “I think you’re probably right.”

  Alyssa’s face broke into a huge grin. “Great! Then break out the scandalous suits!”

  I moved towards the walk-in closet. As I made that short trip I saw Alyssa turning towards the door and I almost thought I saw movement out there. Only when I turned around of course there was no one at the door. I had to be imagining things. This was the sort of night where the imagination could run wild, after all.

  I picked out one blue and one bright pink number. Both of them were special orders Ryan had grabbed from one of those companies that was famous mostly for sending out catalogs that teenage boys could jerk off to back in the days before Internet porn was a thing. Both were just thin strips of material that barely covered anything.

  I’d been annoyed when he first ordered them because I figured there was nowhere I could actually wear the things unless we went on vacation at some far flung tropical island where people were more libertine. That was before I discovered what a hotbed of scandalous fashion the local HOA pool was. Now I could kiss Ryan for ordering these things since it meant I’d get to see Alyssa wearing them!

  I turned to walk out of the closet and nearly screamed. Someone was standing right there. Though the adrenaline pumping through me from sheer terror rapidly turned to adrenaline pumping through me from sheer arousal. Alyssa stood right there smiling as she looked between me and the bikinis in hand.

  “You weren’t kidding when you said those things were scandalous!” she said.

  Alyssa moved past me and grabbed the pink bikini out of my hands. I had a thought for leaving the closet to give her some space to change, but she didn’t exactly give me an opportunity to clear out. No, she just lifted her shirt and then I was staring at the curve of her back and the muscles underneath.

  Yeah, it was obvious Alyssa was the kid of person who watched her figure. Which made watching her figure all the more a pleasure!

  “Are you sure…”

  Alyssa turned around and put a finger to her lips. A finger that she almost seemed to kiss before she reached around and undid her bra. I never thought I could get turned on by the mundane sight of seeing a bra coming loose after the snap was undone. It was something I’d seen countless times before when I did it in front of the mirror, after all.

  Only this time around looking at this young married hottie was enough to send me into overdrive. I stared where she was pulling her bra down, but a bump pulled my attention away.

  I whipped my head around towards that noise. What the hell was that? There shouldn’t be anyone up here but me and Alyssa. As much as I hated missing the show that was undressing right behind me I had to make sure there actually wasn’t anyone up here. I didn’t want Owen wandering up here and seeing us, though on second thought it’s not like there was anything we’d really done that was wrong.

  Right? So why did it feel like this was the sort of compromising situation I didn’t want to get caught in? Unless maybe Ryan was the one doing the catching, of course.

  I peered out into the bedroom and didn’t see anything at first. Then something moved and my heart leapt, but only for a moment. I shook my head.

  “Mr. Whiskers! Get out of here you bad kitty!”

  The cat had to be what was going on, b
ut I looked at the door just to be sure. No one in evidence there. Okay, the coast was clear and it was time to get back to some of this forbidden fun I was suddenly enjoying with Alyssa. My body was shivering and shaking as I turned to see what there was to see.

  Unfortunately the part of the show I really wanted to see was already over by the time I turned around. Damn it. The good news was she’d already changed into my bikini which meant she was already in my bikini. My mouth watered and I wondered if this is how Ryan felt when he saw me wearing that thing. If so then I could suddenly understand why he was so insistent on buying the things!

  “Damn,” I said.

  “I was having a little trouble getting this tied in the back. Could you maybe help me out?”

  I swallowed. I very much wanted to help her out. That low fire burning between my legs was turning into an atomic explosion of arousal. I was in a daze as I stepped forward. As she turned around giving me another view of her backside. A view that included her ass in that bikini this time around, and oh boy did I want to just get down on my knees and bury my face between her legs.

  Instead I reached out and grabbed the ties. I looked over her shoulder as I tied it in place. That shoulder looked so inviting. Her neck looked so delicious as it curved down to her shoulders and then to the gentle rise of her tits.

  I was still in a daze. I was having an out of body experience where I stared down at myself unable to stop what was about to happen. There was just something about that curve of her neck. Something about seeing this innocent housewife in that naughty bikini. I wondered if her husband had ever seen her in an outfit like this, and what his reaction would be when he saw her.

  I wondered what his reaction would be if he saw me leaning down and brushing my lips against her neck. I meant for it to be just a little kiss, a quick touch and then I’d be done. Just a quick sample of that pleasure. Only once I got started I had trouble controlling myself. I opened my mouth a little and started sucking. I imagined that it was Ryan doing this and got even more turned on. I kept up the pressure until I was in danger of leaving a hickey, and at that moment Alyssa’s hand came up to press on my head and gently push me away.