"Rusty," Sharon started. "Did you want to go home."

Rusty had a sullen look on his face. He didn't want to ruin everyone's evening, but he needed to get out of here. He was about to speak when Brenda appeared.

"Rusty. Where have you been? There are a couple of young ladies who were hoping to meet you."

Rusty's ears perked up. "Why me?"

"I might have told them that you could get them tickets to see a taping of The Daily Show."

"Why would you tell them that?"

"Because John said I could have tickets to see him live. You'll thank me later."

Brenda lead Rusty to his new fans.

Craig was ready to crack up. "Does she ever stop messing with people's business?"

Sharon sighed, but then she cracked a small smile. Well, as they say, the party must go on.

Angela headed back out to the party. She caught up to David who was being talked to death by an accountant about the importance of tax deferral.

Fritz found his wife and pulled her into his arms. "You done meddling yet."

"For tonight."

"How about we get to meddling at home?" Fritz had been waiting all night to get Brenda out of this dress.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" Brenda said in her husky voice.

He kissed her softly. "Is it working?" he hissed into her ear.

"Yes." Brenda and Fritz said their goodbyes and then headed home.

The night went on. People chatted and drank and danced. Craig had Sharon in his arms. He whispered in her ear, "I want to take you home with me."

"You do have that jacuzzi."

"Is that a yes?" Craig had a toothy grin on his face.

Sharon answered him with a quick kiss.

Angela rescued Gabriel from the accountant. "Would you like a tour?"

"That would be great."

Angela showed him the ins and outs of the Prickly Pear. She showed him the top of the line kitchen, with spotless appliances, fresh produce, and very sharp cutlery. Everything had a proper place. Gabriel was floored. The kitchen was huge, even for a major restaurant. She showed him where they stored their wine, liquor, beer. They had an everyday liquor menu and one that came out for special occasions. She showed him the coffee lounge and the balcony they had upstairs.

"I'd show you the vegetable garden, but it's too dark out. You'll have to come back in the daytime."

"I sure will."

She showed him the offices in the back. There was one for her manager, one for her and one for payroll. She opened the door to her office. It was really nice, oak furniture, a very comfortable looking chair, nice lighting, a big window, nice artwork and a very nice looking book collection.

Gabriel looked around for a minute as he walked inside. He saw a bottle of Scotch on the top of the shelf. It looked very expensive.

"What do you think?"

"This office is to die for. I wouldn't want to leave it."

Angela laughed. "You think this is something, wait until you see my house. Did I say that out loud?"

"I believe you did." David closed the gap that had been between them. He leaned in towards her, maybe 80% of the way before her lips met his. Her hands found the back of his arms, and he pulled her closer. His hands found her hips. She smelled amazing, like honey and a spicy bourbon. His lips and his hands felt just right.

Their kiss was long and slow, starting with soft lips and over time became deeper and more eager. Over time, David's confidence grew and his tongue became more aggressive as it tousled with Angela's. Angela used her hands to pull David towards her as he kissed her.

Rusty was having fun again as he was distracted by pretty ladies. Girls like bad boys so Rusty was quite popular. He told them tales of his street fights and scuffles in school. The more they heard, the more they liked.

Back at home

Fritz was just pulling into the driveway. He had a hard time focusing while he was driving. Brenda's dress had been riding up her thigh the whole time. She gave him a sly smile, what me?

He opened her car door and they went inside. Brenda went to put her purse away and take her shoes off. Fritz was quite eager for this part of the night, his hands already finding Brenda's zipper.

"Can't I put my stuff away first," Brenda said with a laugh as she shooed her husband.

"Since when do you put things away?" He quipped as he ditched his tuxedo jacket and started to unbutton his shirt.

Brenda quickly found him and made quick work of his shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers and a bow tie. Her hands found his chest and her lips found his. She tasted like chocolate cake. She had a fair bit of it. Fritz smiled as he got Brenda out of her dress. She was wearing a matching lingerie set, it was black and lacy. Fritz scooped his prize into his arms and carried her to bed.

He wanted to get down to it, but Brenda wanted some more foreplay. Her hands and lips roamed his body. She left kisses from his neck to his chest began to bite her way down to his thighs. Fritz leaned back, enjoying all of the attention she was giving him. Her hand surrounded his hardness, and she began to slowly stroke him.

"Fuck!" Fritz grunted as Brenda began to tease him.

"Do you like that?" She hissed as she slowly made her way up and down.

All he could do was grunt as Brenda had him just where she wanted him.

She smiled and then she took pity on him. She sucked him into her mouth and got to work. Brenda was still in a playful mood. She had a way of humming to herself as she bobbed her head up and down. The vibrations from her humming drove Fritz mad. All he could do was writhe and squirm beneath her as she sucked and stroked him.

Brenda could feel the tension building as Fritz became tenser and tenser. She got him close and then pinched him about an inch from the head, slowing his roll.

He looked at her, speechless, his eyes huge.

"Soon, Baby. I promise." Brenda flashed him a grin before she went back to work, and the second time around, she held nothing back. It didn't take too long for Fritz to lose it into her awaiting mouth.

Brenda gave him a couple of minutes to recover. Then she began to kiss his collar bone and scratch his back. She straddled his hips and pulled his hands to her breasts. "Touch me," she hissed into his ear before she bit it.

She only needed to say it once. With one swift motion, Fritz pulled her bra off and pulled her towards him, crashing his lips into her chest.

"Oh Yes!" She groaned as she felt his hot breath against her body. He pulled a nipple into her mouth and began to suck on it hungrily. His teeth gently grazed her sensitive nub as he swirled his tongue around it.

Brenda pulled him closer, seeking to intensify the contact. Fritz took his time sucking and licking her. He started to tug with his teeth, eliciting a loud gasp from his lover. She threw her head back and cried out for more. He switched sides, giving her other nipple the same treatment.

Her hips surrounded his thigh. She began to grind against him, her wetness very apparent. Fritz kissed his way down Brenda's stomach to her hips and bit on her hip bone, causing her to yelp. He grinned as he eased his way between her legs and began to kiss her thighs. Now, he had Brenda squirming beneath him as he attended to her calves and her ankles. He made his way back to her mound and gently rubbed her with his finger. "Do you like this?"

She grunted. She was so aroused. All she wanted was for Fritz to take pity on her and give her what she craved.

"How about this?" Fritz teased as he pushed a finger into her cunt. Brenda lurched forward, her eyes big and brown, and a moan escaping her lips.

"I think that's a yes." He added a second finger and begin to move in and out. Brenda's hands found his shoulders, and she steadied herself as she got ready to ride his hand.

"You want more," he hissed into her ear as she began to move her hips back and forth.

Brenda was on fire. Her skin was hot, her breath short, her breasts heaving. She sank her teeth into his neck.

Fritz got the message. He rolled her onto her back and started to lick her.

"Fuck!" she cried out as she felt his tongue flick her clit. She yelled and whimpered as he devoured her.

Fritz took his time with her, exploring every fold with his tongue and he started to fuck her with his fingers again. Soon, she was gushing into his mouth. He licked her clean and then he kissed his way back up to her face.

Brenda's lips met his face, and she began to cover him in kisses. "Make love to me," she whispered into his ear as she pulled him closer.

"You got it," he answered as they disappeared beneath the sheets.

The Party

While their rendezvous went on, the dinner event ended. People started making their way home. Angela and David were still in her office. His jacket was off and his shirt was half-way unbuttoned. Angela's assistant knocked on her door to tell her went to get her to tell her the guests were leaving.

Their kiss broke. "I should see them out," she told David as she got up and began to fix her dress.

Craig, Sharon and Rusty got into the limo. The first top was Sharon's condo, where Rusty went in to go to bed.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Sharon said as she and Craig headed towards his house. Rusty went up and went to bed. He was exhausted.

Craig was excited. He had Sharon to himself. His lips found her neck, and he began to nibble on her. Sharon leaned in closer. Craig's hands made their way down her stomach and to her thigh. He started to move his hand upwards towards her sex.

"Craig, what if your driver hears us?" Sharon was excited, but she did not want this to become a scandal. There was a partition, blocking the driver's view, but surely it wasn't sound proof.

"We'll have to be extra quiet," he whispered as his fingers made their way up her dress. His lips caught hers in a tender kiss as his hands pushed against the elastic waistband of her panties. He slid his hand in between her legs and began to rub her. He started softly and slowly as Sharon adjusted her body, so she was straddling him. As they got closer to his house, Craig got more aggressive with his movements. His fingers moved faster and deeper into her. Sharon moaned into his mouth, trying to keep quiet as he pleased her. Why did he feel so fucking good?

Craig could feel that she was getting close. Her hips were bucking against him quite intently and he could feel her shortness of breath as he kissed her. He slipped a third finger into her and began to move faster and faster. Soon, she bit down on his shoulder and began to shake. He held her through her orgasm and then returned her to her seat in the car.

The Prickly Pear

The guests made their way out. The parking lot was getting empty. Angela returned to a waiting David and gave him a quick kiss. "I've never been one for charades, so I'm going to just say it like it is. I want you to come home with me. I'm also exhausted and might pass out at any moment. How about we enjoy a nice shower together, go to bed, and then we'll have all morning to do whatever we want?"

"I like the sound of that." He kissed her on her forehead, and they headed out to her car.

She lived about twenty minutes away from the restaurant. They pulled into a driveway, and she parked her car in her garage.

"I have two dogs," she told him as they entered the house. When the door opened, her security alarm beeped. As she typed in the code, her dogs, Bowser and Peach came running to her. They were both mixes from the pound. Bowser looked like he was part rottweiler and part labrador, and Peach was some kind of husky mix. They were both excited to see a visitor, and Angela told them both to sit before they could jump on him. "Good dogs," she told them as she rubbed their heads. Peach started licking David's hand the first chance she got.

He wiped off the drool on the top of her head and then he followed Angela upstairs. Her two dogs rushed to the front; they always had to go first, and when she opened her bedroom door, Bowser went to his sleeping crate and Peach went to her puppy bed. Angela started to take off her dress and get ready to shower.

David was right behind her. Her shower was huge. It had two shower heads and it even had a steam option and a bench. "Most of my soaps are pretty girly," she told him. "I think the lemon is your best bet." She handed him the bar. She looked quite divine with her clothes off. She clearly worked out, her waist narrow and her body well-defined. She had nice round shoulders, hips and a bubble butt.

"Are you going to shower too or are you just going to watch me?"

David giggled, guilty as charged, and he began to cover himself in soap suds. Angela turned around and began to wash the suds off her back. She washed her hair and then put in her conditioner. David was ready to go to bed. He was tired too. After their shower, David dried off and headed to the bed. Angela washed out the conditioner and then dried off her hair with the hair dryer.

She wrapped her hair and joined David in bed. It was a nice bed, queen sized, comfortable mattress, nice silk sheets, and a big, thick bedspread. "Good night," she said as she dozed off to sleep.

Craig's House

Craig tipped the driver, and he and Sharon headed inside. As soon as the door was closed, Craig gave Sharon a big kiss, pulling her into his arms. "How about we get upstairs?"

Sharon grabbed Craig's shirt and lead the way. When they got to the bedroom, Sharon went past the bed and to the jacuzzi.

She grabbed the lavender bath salts and added them to the tub. They undressed quickly. Then, Craig returned her necklace to it's case. Sharon slipped into the tub, the hot water warming her skin. Craig was quick to follow. He began to grope her breasts as he necked her. She grunted and arched her back as he steered her towards the jets. The water felt very nice as it hit her back.

The two made out intently, kissing, necking, biting, and scratching each other as the jets fired away at them and the smell of lavender filled the air. Sharon picked up her legs to wrap them around Craig's hips, and she straddled him.

She managed to find just the right angle where the jet was firing water towards her sensitive clit. She moaned and growled her hips began to writhe. She could feel Craig's erection, pressing into her stomach. She slipped her hand around him and stroked him gently. "Ready for bed?"

He picked her up and put her at the edge of the tub, giving her a quick kiss before he went to retrieve the bathroom towels. They dried off and Craig took the opportunity to rub Sharon with lotion, covering every inch of her body as he massaged her skin.

He carried his lover to bed and knelt in front of her. He looked like a painting sometimes, perfectly crafted muscles, deep blue eyes and a gorgeous smile. Sharon grinned as he pulled her into his arms and began to kiss her neck.

She leaned back, her back hitting the sheets and she told him, "Take me now."

He put on a condom and covered his throbbing member in lube before he pressed into her. Ironically, spending time in a jacuzzi can dry you out. The lubricant was cold and had a weird texture. It made Sharon squirm as he pushed his way into her. She let out a groan as he filled her. How does he feel so good?

He slowly began to thrust. He loved being inside of Sharon. After a minute or so, he had gotten into a rhythm. Now it's time for a new position."Push your legs together," Craig whispered into her ear. Craig leaned forward onto his forearms, so Sharon could close her legs. Craig set his legs outside of Sharon's and kept his weight forward. As he thrusted, his shaft provided friction for Sharon's clit, driving her mad.

"Do you like that?" He husked into her ear.

"Oh God! Sharon grunted. Her clit was very sensitive. She could only handle so much. After a few minutes, she screamed out and began gushing. Craig kept pounding her, nipping at her neck as she screamed. When she was done, he pulled her to the edge of the bed, putting her feet on his shoulders and began to fuck her.

"I'm going to fuck you, until you're screaming my name."

That can be arranged, quite easily Sharon thought as she grunted and growled for more. His thrusts were quick and shallow, allowing him to hit her g-spot quickly and repeatedly.

"FUCK!" She hissed as she felt herself getting wetter and wetter. Craig knelt beneath her, allowing him to get a better angle, so he could thrust deeper. "Oh Fuck! OH FUCK!" she cried out as her heart pounded into her chest.

Craig rolled her onto her back and pushed her ankles towards her shoulders. He began to thrust at a moderate pace, enough to keep Sharon excited, but not enough to drive her over the edge.

She was going mad. She wanted it so bad. Her cheeks turned a rosy read as sweat started to drip from her forehead.

"Please!"

"Please what baby!"

"Fuck me!"

"You want it now!"

"YES!"

Craig smiled. He got her onto her hands and knees and began to pound her.

"Oh YES! FUCK! FUCK! OH CRAIG!" she screamed as she began cumming all over the place. Craig didn't let up at all. He kept pounding away until he was ready to shoot his load. Afterwards, he collapsed next to her.

They spent the a minute or two catching their breath. He rolled on top of her. "I want to make love to you," he whispered into her ear. He had quite a great time fucking the daylights out of her, but now he wanted it slow and gentle. He wanted her all night long. He stripped the bed and changed the sheets as Sharon went to get a drink. She needed to cool down after their escapade.

She returned with a bottle of wine and some water. This was going to be quite a night.

He gave her a tender kiss. He smelled so good, like firewood, vanilla and sex. She opened the bottle, pouring two glasses as Craig pulled her hair out of her eyes. They had a drink break and then they returned to bed.

Craig put on a rubber and sat with his legs crossed and Sharon straddled him, wrapping her legs around his hips and her arms around his back. Craig held her in his arms and began to gently rock her back and forth. She's so beautiful he thought as he started to nibble on her ear.