Meet some more people in the kitchen

Jeanette and Nathan went together to the kitchen. Natasha was there as well of course, busying herself with putting some appetisers in the oven.

Jeanette couldn't help but take in the skin the men were putting on display: their prominent protrusions down below. Prominent ankle-bones, long toes, bulging heels, and more than a few veins. She licked her lips.

She wondered what their cocks were like. She imagined them well-hung underneath their trousers and underwear, their manheads concealed by only a couple of pieces of clothing. Perhaps fewer, if any of them happened to be going commando. Tender, meaty members. Each of them, she imagined, looking for a nice warm home.

She caught herself, and looked up suddenly. She caught the eyes of a blonde woman opposite her, standing between two couples. The blonde had an intense look on her face, almost hardened. As Jeanette met her eyes, though, her mouth curved into a slight conspiratorial smile.

Jeanette couldn't help but notice that the blonde woman had two very prominent points on the front of her shirt.

The blonde noticed where Jeanette's hand was dandling. Her eyes flitted down, and back up. Her chest puffed up as she took in a deep breath through her nose, and her eyes widened with surprise. Jeanette thought it would be nice to chat with her. "This way, Nathan," she said, taking him by the hand.

Jeanette walked up to the blonde. "Hi! My name is Jeanette. Do you know everyone here?"

The blonde smiled. "A few people. I'm Kathy," she said. "Are you with Nathan?" she said, her eyes darting to Nathan's feet, then to Jeanette's hand on his crotch, then slyly back to meet Jeanette's.

"Yep," Jeanette said, gently patting Nathan's bulge. Then she added: "Oh, but not in that way. We're not together, we're just good friends."

Kathy's eyebrows went up. "Pretty good friends from the looks of things!"

Jeanette shrugged: whatever Kathy might think, she didn't see anything wrong with flirting with Nathan a bit by feeling up his cock. "What can I say? I'm an affectionate lady."

"Hi Kathy," said Nathan. "Nice nipples," he added.

Kathy giggled. "Thanks," she said, blushing.

"I'm going to go say 'hi' to some friends of mine," Nathan said to Jeanette. "Shall I leave you two together?"

Jeanette brought a hand up to Nathan's shoulder. "You're such a gentleman, Nathan," she said, caressing his arm. She slapped his butt. "Don't leave without me."

Nathan chuckled as he wandered off.

Kathy said "bye" to Nathan, then turned and gave Jeanette a knowing look. "Okay, dish. You're not together, but have you, you know...?"

Jeanette shook her head. "No, though seeing him in bare feet is giving me ideas," she said, with a smile. "Yummy."

Kathy giggled. "You should have more than an 'idea', the way you're touching him," she said. "Is he...?"

Jeanette shook her head again. "That would be telling, and a lady never tells. But I think I can say that it wouldn't be a disappointment."

Kathy sighed and smiled. She looked around. "But this party, right? I'm looking at the men's feet, and I feel like I'm in a candy shop."

Jeanette smirked. "Imagining the lollipops they have under the counter, no doubt."

Kathy blushed furiously, and her nipples noticeably stiffened. "Yeah." She took a deep breath. "But you're the one going after the five-finger specials," she giggled.

Jeanette chuckled. "Touche," she said.

Kathy looked to Jeanette seriously for a moment. "Hey, I'll bet your bra is getting uncomfortable. No-one will mind if you take it off here, mine is just in the corner over there," she said, pointing at a nook in the kitchen where several bras had been deposited.

Jeanette thought for a moment, and realised that she couldn't remember why she had worn one to the party at all. And with all the bare men's feet on display, she was starting to feel a bit constrained. "Good idea," she said, and extracted herself from her bra, throwing it into the same corner. "I'm guessing it's pot-luck when we all go home," she said, smiling.

A tall blond man wearing khakis approached. "Oh, Jeanette," Kathy said, "let me introduce you to my boyfriend Carl."

"Hey babe," said Carl in a surfer's drawl, bending over to give Kathy a peck. Jeanette couldn't help but look down at Carl's big, beautiful feet. She could practically feel her pupils dilate. Her mind wandered for a moment, and imagined Kathy a very happy woman. She licked her lips.

"Nice to meet you, Carl," she said, casually approaching him and letting a couple of fingers alight on his fly. She felt something throb underneath.

Kathy whooped with surprise, and laughed out loud. Carl's eyebrows shot right up his forehead, but he didn't stop smiling. "Nice to meet you Jeanette," she said. He nodded down. "Nice nipples. Are you hard for me?"

Jeanette felt her nipples tighten, and something melt below. She nearly lost her composure, but in the end, it was only flirty banter. It was time to escalate.

"Right," she said, loosening Carl's belt slightly. "You were talking about five-finger specials, Kathy."

Kathy's eyes were white and wide open, but as Nathan predicted, she showed no signs of anger. "It's not a five-finger special if you ask whether you can have it, Jeanette," she said, as Jeanette fished a hand into Carl's trousers.

"Who's asking?" said Jeanette, as her fingers made it past Carl's underwear and grasped his very hard member. She looked up to Carl. "Sorry hon, you're mine to play with now. Well, this part of you anyway," she said, giving his cock a squeeze. "Maybe I'll give you back before the night is over."

Nathan wandered back. "How are you getting on, Jeanette? I see you've met Carl."

Jeanette answered deadpan, "We're doing real swell, Nathan, thanks."

Nathan looked to Kathy and Carl. "I apologise for Jeanette, I don't know what's gotten into her."

Kathy giggled. "Don't worry, I don't mind. Jeanette can have a play with Carl if she likes."

Nathan looked to Carl. "Do you mind?"

Carl looked to Nathan. "I don't really get a choice, do I?" His smile showed that it wasn't a problem.

Nathan gave a wry smile, and said: "No, I guess normally a man at a party like this wouldn't have a choice about whether a woman plays with his cock."

Kathy's eyes immediately shot to Nathan's groin, then quickly to Carl's. "That's very nice for people like Jeanette who can get away with playing with men's... cocks in public. I wish I didn't have to get a... my man in private to have fun like that."

Nathan raised his eyebrows. "Well, if it's normal for Jeanette to get handsy with anyone she likes at this party without upsetting anyone, it should be normal for all the other women at this party too."

Carl shrugged. "Yeah, makes sense to me."

Kathy looked at Nathan with new eyes. "You're right." She reached out a slender hand, and cupped his modest pectoral muscle, and then fairly directly reached down to put her hand down his trousers. His belt was loose enough to accommodate her small hand.

Kathy looked to Jeanette with an impish grin. "You were right. He doesn't disappoint."