Swing by Mary's Place

As much as Spencer had enjoyed Cindy's company, he decided that she was right: variety is the spice of a sex life. This weekend, the spice he wanted was the finely-aged Mary, with her slender body and piercing hazel eyes. He might even get to taste a few more women if he's really lucky.

"Spencer?"

"Hey. So about that party?"

"It's still on if you want to come."

"I sure do." Spencer smiled at the double entendre.

"Be at my place at 7:30. Make sure you've eaten, as you'll need all the energy you can get."

"How many will be there?"

"Three other couples."

"Do I need to bring anything?"

"Just yourself."

"Perfect."

"Any other questions?"

"Nope."

"Well, I'll see you then Spencer."

Spencer spent the rest of the day preparing for the wild night ahead of him. He tried to guess who else would attend the party. Were any of the other teachers invited? Or maybe he'll encounter some of the moms that had been fawning over him the last few years. No matter who he was going to meet there, Spencer knew he was going to have one hell of a time.