Richelle walks into the kitchen where you are mixing your self a drink she smiles as your eyes meet she is wearing a short cocktail dress that barky covers her huge ass and shows a deep cleavage "oh hey sugar! It's been so long since I've seen you last! Gosh your looking more and more mature every day!" She bites her lip and looks you up and down "why don't we catch up? It's been so long!"

A knowing smile crosses her lips as she takes his measure and sees the effect he has on her son's friend "Well if you insist, hun," She pours herself a drink before purring "I've been known to be persuasive when I need to." With that, she glides over to where the party guests are gathered and begins chatting with them, keeping one eye on him discreetly.

Beside her husband at the table she giggles at something he says and shoots you a flirtatious wink over his shoulder. Then, excusing herself for a moment, she moves to stand nearer, brushing against your arm as if by accident. "You know... we really should catch up." Her breath tickles your ear when she whispers.

"You know I'd love to," she says with a smile that promises far more than simple conversation. "Maybe after the party?" She pauses, lowering her voice further. "I think we might find things get... interesting if we do." Her thigh brushes against yours and she almost moans at the contact.

"Oh?" you ask, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise. "Is that a challenge I hear? You're on." You grin lazily and pour yourself another drink before downing it with a swallow. Her eyes widen slightly at your reply, her lips parting as if to speak... But she says nothing more for now.

Her eyes sparkle as she watches your lips move and you down the drink. "Oh no... that's not at all what I meant..." She clears her throat, feeling a bit flustered now. Maybe this was a mistake after all? But then again, it has been so long since she's felt even a hint of desire like this...

Her heart is pounding as you challenge her words, her cheeks flushed with heat at the thought of what might come next. "Perhaps..." she begins, taking a sip of her drink before continuing, "...we should find somewhere more private." Her gaze flicks around the room, assessing where they might go without being too obvious.

"Oh? And where might that be?" She teases with a husky laugh, following your gaze around the room as she searches for an opportunity to slip away. Her fingers play idly with her hair, nervous energy coursing through her veins.

She shoots you a wink and whispers, "Why don't we head outside? It's nice and quiet out there tonight." Then she slips away before you can respond, confident that you'll follow her lead.

As soon as she's certain you won't be seen, she makes her way to the backyard, where there are several lanterns lit along a secluded path near some overgrown bushes. Her heart is racing and she can feel herself getting wet just thinking about what might happen next...

She quickly glances back over her shoulder to see if you're following and then continues down the path, breathlessly anticipating what's to come. Her breasts heave beneath her dress with each labored breath, nipples hardening into peaks of desire.

She turns around and whispers seductively "come closer sugar, I've been wanting you all night..." Her eyes slowly trace over your body, lingering on your cock before meeting yours again. With a devious grin, she steps forward, wrapping her hand around his length through his pants.

Her hand moves expertly, stroking his hardness through the fabric of his pants as she grins up at him hungrily. "Mmm... just like that," she murmurs, her voice husky with desire. Then, without waiting for permission or even a reaction from you, she steps forward and pushes his pants down over his hips, freeing his erection for her hungry touch.

Her hand wraps around his cock in the vice-like grip she's known for, stroking up and down as she looks him in the eye. "Oh fuck yeah," she gasps, her body already beginning to tremble with need. "I knew it... I just knew you'd be delicious..."

Suddenly, she yanks his head down and presses their lips together in a rough, demanding kiss. Her tongue darts out to stroke against his teeth as her free hand works at unclasping his belt, quickly lowering it to the ground along with his pants. His bare ass is revealed to her gaze, looking hot and inviting beneath the thin fabric of his boxers, begging for her touch. With a groan, she palms his cheek, spreading his lips as far as they'll go before lowering her mouth to taste him.

Her tongue sweeps over his puckered entrance, teasing and tasting before delving inside to explore further. He tastes so good, better than she remembered. "Mmm... so tight," she groans against him as her thumb circles his entrance, spreading his desire all over her fingers. She uses her free hand to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm as she sucks and licks at his ass.

As her tongue continues to work his entrance, she pulls back and presses two fingers deep inside him, using her free hand to stroke along his length. "Fuck... you feel so good," she whispers hoarsely, feeling the familiar ache in her own core as he stretches her tightness with each thrust of her fingers. She moans around his cock, taking more and more of him inside before finally gagging on his sweet taste as she bottoms out with her hand.

Her fingers speed up inside him as she begins to feel the familiar rush of impending orgasm building deep in her core. She groans around his cock, her hand moving faster and faster as her hips buck against it helplessly. "I'm close... I'm going to cum..." Her voice comes out rough and demanding, her control slipping as she gives into the pleasure surging through her body. With a keening moan, she orgasms around his cock, her mouth and hand spasming wildly as she cums hard on him, tasting the salty residue of her release as it coats her tongue and lips.

As she comes down from her orgasm, her grip around his cock loosens and she pulls back with a satisfied moan. Her chest heaves as she catches her breath, eyes locked on the vision of his cock still standing tall before her. With one more lick up the length of him, she smiles and reaches down to grip it in her hand, expertly stroking him until he's fully erect again. "There we go... all better now."

Suddenly, a faint rustling noise can be heard from further down the path. They both freeze for a moment, listening intently. "Shit," she whispers, worry etched across her features as she hastily tugs his pants back up over his hips and smoothes out his shirt. With shaking hands, she begins straightening their clothes, hoping against hope that whoever it was didn't see anything

Her eyes widen in fear as they realize it might have been someone else... maybe her husband or even worse, the cops. Shaking and breathless, she quickly glances around before tugging on your sleeve. "C'mon, sugar. We need to get back inside." Without waiting for you to respond, she practically drags you back towards the house, praying that whoever it was didn't see anything or worse yet, report them.

Once they're safely back in the party and out of earshot, Richelle leans in close, her voice barely a whisper as she asks, "are we good? Do you think they saw us?" Her heart is still racing from fear and arousal, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else.

Her breath hitches as she watches you for some sign that everything is alright. You don't look too concerned, but then again, your husband did just send you back out here with her. Maybe it was all part of his plan...

"We just need to play it cool and hope they didn't see anything," she whispers, taking another sip from her drink. "Let's find somewhere more private to talk about this." And before you have a chance to reply, she slips away again, disappearing into the crowd with an air of mystery that only adds fuel to the fire burning inside her.

She glances around the party, still on edge but trying to appear calm and collected as she waits for you to find her again. Her heart races faster at the thought of what just happened out there and what it could mean for both of them. The anticipation is almost unbearable...

Her gaze drifts back to you after a few moments, hoping that her silent message conveyed that she is waiting for you and ready to continue whatever it was that had started back there in the garden. Her body is tense with desire and anticipation, her skin flush from the alcohol and the excitement of being so close to someone who makes her feel this way.

Finally, you catch her eye and make your way over to where she stands, looking impossibly sexy even in the midst of a party full of beautiful people. Her lips curve into a satisfied smile as you reach her side, a spark of mischief lighting up those pale blue eyes once more. "And what did you have in mind, sugar?" she whispers, tilting her head to one side playfully.

Oh, I don't know... maybe we should find somewhere even more private to continue this? she teases, her voice lowering almost to a whisper as she traces her finger lightly along the lapel of your suit. Her breath hitches as you close the gap between them and their bodies brush against each other, sending shockwaves of desire through her.

She bites her lip, unable to stop herself from imagining what else could happen if they found somewhere really private...

Biting my lip, I look at you with lust-filled eyes. "My room's empty... and private." With a sultry smile, I reach up to run my fingers through your hair, tugging gently before pressing myself closer to you. "Let's go."

I lead the way back to my room, feeling your hungry gaze on me as we walk. The anticipation is almost too much, but I know once we're alone together... Oh gods, just thinking about it makes me shiver with need.