NEW NEIGHBORS
Chapter 2
"The Restaurant"
Jimmy awoke later to the tune of "Happy Birthday" being sung by
Mike, Barb, and his wife. The second thing he was aware of was that
he was lying on one of the lounge chairs on the patio without any
clothes on. The third thing he became aware of was that his cheeks
had burned slightly in the late afternoon sun and were a bit tender.
He sat up on the side away from the singers but facing the blonde
teenager who was drowsily awakening on the lounge chair next to his.
She too was equally naked, and despite his grogginess he couldn't
help but revel in the sight of the tight young body he had just had.
He noticed that her tan had evened out and didn't have any redness
from the exposure. Tanya stretched and faced the singers with a
smile.
At Jimmy's feet someone had placed his suit and robe, so he
quickly slipped them on and joined in the final words to the tune.
Dana had put her skimpy suit back on as well, but Barb was now
wearing a sexy French maid outfit and was carrying a cake with 19
candles on it. When she leaned over to put it on the picnic table he
noticed that she wasn't wearing anything under the skirt. She had on
high heels, a little bonnet on her dark tresses, a nearly sheer grey
skirt and white blouse. On her hands were short white lace gloves,
and sneaking out from under the skirt were garters holding up black
silk stockings. The stockings ended, though, about 12 inches above
her knees and from there up it was nothing but smooth skin.
Tanya looked a little embarrassed at the fuss being made on her
behalf, but came over to the table, closed her eyes for a moment, and
then blew out the candles. Mike, himself in a robe also, came over
and gave her a hug. Dana, Jimmy, and Barbara joined in and gave a
group hug.
"Thank you," Tanya said when they had released her. "This has
been my best birthday ever." Her eyes were moist at the corners.
Mike slipped back into the condo for a moment and then came back with
an armful of presents.
Dana leaned over to Barbara seated next to her at the picnic table
and whispered, "I wish we had known this was a birthday party. We'd
have brought a present...," to which Barb replied, "Don't worry about
it, please. You WERE the present." She leaned over and gave Dana a
little kiss on the cheek and a wink, and Dana smiled in spite of her-
self.
Mike insisted that she open the biggest box first, and when she
did she pulled out a satin dress the same deep green color as her
sparkling eyes. "Oh, Uncle Mike! It's beautiful! May I go and try
it on now?" He nodded and she hurried inside, her firm breasts
bouncing with each step. Barb began cutting the cake and dishing it
out to her guests. Moments later Tanya returned and it was obvious
to all that her petite figure did the dress justice.
"This will look great tonight - thank you both!" and she hugged
Barb and Mike in turn. She then set about opening the rest of the
gifts - unwrapping spike heeled shoes, black lacy lingerie, gold
dangly earrings, and a matching hair comb. She pulled her hair up
on the one side and put the comb in place to hold it there. She
added the earrings and she began to take on quite a mature look for
a teenager.
The five chatted for a few minutes and then Tanya excused herself
to go and finish getting ready.
Barb remarked, "She's made some friends around here her own age
and they are taking her to a club to celebrate tonight.
"I want to thank you two for helping us celebrate with her here
today. This is the first time in the year we've been having her at
our place that we've "shared" her with anyone. We just knew that the
two of you were special, and I think it was a great day for her."
Dana answered, "It may have been her birthday, but I think both
Jimmy and I are the ones who had a special day." Almost
embarrassedly she added, "We're glad to have met such kind people as
you and Barb.
"If Tanya is going out tonight," continued Dana, "would you two
like to go out to dinner with us? Our treat."
The four made plans to meet and go out a little later that
evening. Tanya bounced back out while they were making their plans,
ready for a night on the town. Her makeup highlighted her cheeks,
giving her again the look of a top-flight model. The silk green
dress clung to her supple body with tantalizing tightness. Her
tanned legs sported hose with black stripes down the back, and they
ended in petite feet nestled into her matching green spike heeled
shoes. She gave each of the four a kiss, pivoted on one foot and was
off for the night.
The four then finished their planning and Jimmy and Dana collected
their gear and said their goodbyes.
Back in their own condo, surrounded by unpacked boxes, Jimmy
decided that their new place would have to wait a while longer to
receive the necessary attention. They had other plans for this
night. He was in the process of choosing what to wear when Dana
came back into the room, still wearing her thong bikini, and he
felt closer to her than ever. He caught her eye and gave her a
smile. She smiled back, slipped out of her suit, and walked over
into his arms. They lay on the bed snuggling and sharing all over
again their experiences. They talked and giggled, melding their
fantasies-come-true together. Dana related about her Aphrodite scene
with Mike and Barb, and Jimmy told of his embarrassment at walking
around the patio in the buff, and of his experience with Tanya out
there. They held each other, basking in the closeness of sharing
some of their deepest thoughts and feelings.
Finally they decided they had better get dressed for the evening.
Jimmy found some khaki slacks and madras shirt with loafers, and Dana
put on a pair of calf-length tights and a cotton shirt with the tail
left out. She had decided to wear nothing else under either. The
tights were a pair she had bought that morning, and they lived up to
their name, hugging her to the point that they showed a bit of both
front and back cracks. The shirt covered for the most part, though.
They went out to the pool and met Barb, who told them that Mike
was bringing his car around. Barb looked ravishing in a leather
skirt, no stockings, and a bare-midrif top. She had done her hair so
that it had lots of body. She had added some make-up around her dark
eyes, giving them almost an oriental look that was very alluring.
The smooth swell of her bosom beneath her shirt reminded them both of
the fruits hidden beneath that they had so recently tasted.
Dana recalled her time in the "play" room that afternoon and found
herself wishing to be back there with this gorgeous creature.
A red TransAm pulled up at the open end of the pool where the
parking lot came closest and beeped its horn. They piled in, Dana
and Jimmy squeezing into the close quarters of the back, and they
roared away. "Where're we headed?" Jimmy directed to Mike.
"The Goal Post Restaurant. A friend of mine by the name of Tom
owns it, and they have pretty good food there. Anyone hungry?"
They all responded positively. Dana and Jimmy held hands as
though they were back in their younger years double-dating. The car
was a stick-shift and Mike had it humming and purring around the
corners and over the hills. Jimmy noticed that Barb had reached over
and was handling Mike's "stick shift," and looked to be wearing out
the clutch.
They arrived, nevertheless, safely and all headed into an attrac-
tive looking bistro. The place was a bit noisy inside with TVs
placed frequently around the walls. A crowd had begun arriving, an-
ticipating a fight later on the restaurant's closed-circuit channel.
They were ushered over to a table near the back.
The decor of the place was most definitely sports-oriented, but
the tables had floor length table cloths, a candle inside a fancy
glass holder, and cloth napkins.
They all ordered their meals and then fell to talking. The men
continually found themselves glancing at the TV screens and got into
discussing the intricacies of the nearby city's football team's
latest defeat. At one point, though, Jimmy noticed Barb lean over
and whisper into his wife's ear, who nodded and smiled.
Barb turned to look at the TV behind her and accidentally knocked
her purse onto the floor. She leaned over to pick it back up, and
disappeared! Then Dana's purse "accidentally" fell to the floor and
she too disappeared. Jimmy heard giggling from under the table, and
something about "let's see 'em watch TV now..." Then he felt hands
pulling his knees apart. "They wouldn't!" he thought to himself, but
then he felt his zipper being lowered and knew that they would. A
hand reached into his pants, and released his swiftly stiffening
muscle. Glancing across the table told him that a similar fate was
befalling Mike as well. The table cloth covered him from the waist
down, so he leaned back and gave himself over to his mystery woman
beneath the table. Then he felt a wet tongue licking his penis like
a lollypop. Long strokes up from the base to the tip. Jimmy gripped
the table with one hand to hold himself still during this escapade.
The licks were getting harder, as was his cock, and then a moist
mouth wrapped itself firmly onto him. He took his other hand and
grabbed the table. The mouth began moving up and down, sucking as it
went. Jimmy saw that Mike was leaning back, his eyes closed, arms
locked behind his head, looking rather content. Out of curiosity he
let go of the table with one hand and lifted the cloth just a bit.
The dark head of hair near his lap told him that the two wives had
switched off. Barbara was giving him a delicious blow-job, and his
wife Dana was doing the same to Mike right there in the middle of the
restaurant. The idea of it sent shivers of added excitement up his
spine just as Barbara's tongue-lashing was sending shivers of
pleasure up his shaft.
The lady knew her stuff, for she was able to begin getting him
really worked up, but then would slow down the pace and ease off the
pressure. But eventually he felt that he was going to reach a point
of no return.
Mike was now leaning over and gripping the sides of the table as
well. Jimmy smiled across the table at him and suggested, "How's
about a wrist-wrestling match?" hoping that that would give him some
cover for the little moans that kept escaping his lips.
"You bet, buddy!" Mike returned quickly.
They locked hands across the table and began grunting and groaning
in an apparent stand-off. Other patrons of the restaurant who were
standing and watching the TV in hopes that the big fight would come
on soon noticed the struggle and began congregating around their
table. "Just what we need," grimaced Jimmy, "spectators."
Under the table Barb heard the people beginning to root for the
men, but figured that the fight had come on the tube. She figured
that as the noise increased she would be able to bring Jim to his
climax without undo notice. She broke away from her mouth action and
whispered to Dana, "first one to get him off wins," and turned back
to what she had been doing.
Dana took up the challenge and began pumping Mike's cock with her
hands while trying to engulf it with her mouth. She and Jimmy had
done lots of oral sex, and 69 was her favorite position. It allowed
them both to give and take simultaneously, and she preferred to
climax to Jimmy's tongue over his cock, but she wasn't picky about
it.
But again she was reminded by the cock in her mouth that this
wasn't Jim's prick. This was thicker, and filled her mouth more
fully than Jim's did. Still, she was pretty adroit at getting one
down her throat without gagging, and that was what she tried now.
The noise above the table had risen perceptibly, so she bobbed her
head on Mike's engorged manhood until he finally pumped his juices
down her throat. He came a lot and she wasn't able to keep it all in
her mouth but she did her best, squeezing it at the base to force all
of it out. Mike's rigid body finally relaxed and she heard a loud
thump on the table above her and a shout of triumph from Jimmy. She
glanced back to see that Barbara was just now pumping him frantically
into her own mouth, so she knew that she had finished first. She
turned back to her victory and finished licking the semen off his
deflating dick. She tucked him back into his pants and zipped him
back up, and scooted over to help Barbara do the same.
When Jimmy was all back together the two hugged in quiet glee at
what they had accomplished. Barbara then gave her a kiss, and the
taste of her tongue was the flavor of Jimmy that she knew so well.
She returned the kiss with a passion that surprised them both. When
they broke apart Barbara whispered, "I have dibs on you for later,"
and then scooted out from under the table.
Mike saw his wife emerge from down below looking like the cat who
had eaten the canary. Dana had gotten him off first, and when he had
relaxed Jimmy had smashed his hand to the table, still tense with
anticipation. That was a smart ruse for Jim to come up with, he
thought. He then saw Dana emerge looking pretty happy with herself
as well. The crowd has dispersed when the winner had been decided,
but he was just as content to have lost the match, especially before
anyone had caught on to the real reason for their body language.
Mike reached under the table, found Barb's knee, slid his hand up it
and under her skirt until he found her pubic mound. He gave her a
quick caress and a silly grin and said, "The match we just had really
sucked!"
Dana and Jim both broke out laughing, and the four went back to
their intimate dinner in the midst of a whole crowd of people.