Mac's Little Slut

It had been nearly four weeks since my wife had last been home from her latest overseas trip and day by day I was missing outside, the female company more and more. My moods had become dark and foreboding with little to do when I returned from work other than watch TV and think about the sex that I wasn't getting!


When my friend Mac phoned it came as a blessed relief. He and his wife were inviting me to their house for a party the following evening. Actually, they were inviting me and my wife - they were obviously unaware that Jan was still away. I explained that Jan was still in Hong Kong.


"It must be about three or four weeks now isn't it, Bill?" Mac's wife Lilly piped up. She was obviously on the extension phone. "You poor dear! You must be getting lonely. Come on over by yourself, there will be about twenty of us!"


Normally I wouldn't have bothered going to the party without my wife, but Lilly was right; I was feeling a little sorry for myself, and the thought of seeing Mac's gorgeous wife again was too much to resist.


"Okay, guys, that's great! About nine?"


Both Mac and Lilly confirmed the time and hung up. I sat and thought for a while. When we were younger, Mac, Lilly, and I all used to hang out together. She was - still is - a very sexy brunette with long legs and a stunning figure. She's also a complete nymphomaniac but, as she was Mac's girlfriend, out of respect I never even attempted to make a pass at her. As I sat and thought about that gorgeous little figure, I began to develop an erection. I started to think that, friend or no friend, I should have at least tried with her!


The party was already in full swing when I arrived. Mac and Lil had swung the large french doors in their lounge wide open and had lit a barbeque outside. The air was warm and a little humid and the friendly aroma of grilled steaks assaulted my senses. Mac showed me the way to the bar and poured me a cold beer. He seemed a little distant and nervous around me but I put this down to the pressure of hosting a party in its early stages.


"Back in a while, Bill," Mac called to me as he began to wander off, "just got to see to the guests. Make yourself at home!"


Left alone, I began to look around and study the other guests. My heart sank. All couples! I wandered outside into the night air gripping my beer. The smell of cooked meat started to make me feel hungry and I walked in the direction of the grill.


"So glad you could make it, Bill!" A voice behind me said.


I wheeled around and caught my breath as I laid eyes on the vision that was Lilly. As I've said, the night was warm and most people had dressed down a little. But Lilly had excelled herself. A short, black chiffon dress that did little to hide her underwear - or figure - adorned her sexy frame. Black stockings and high-heeled shoes complimented the outfit perfectly - she looked like a real slut and I could hardly take my eyes off her!


"Wow, Lil! That's some outfit you got there."


Lilly laughed. She flicked her head back and tossed her long, brown hair back over her shoulders.


"I know! Mac dared me to wear it. I feel like a cheap whore. Fantastic!"


I joined her in a hearty laugh and tried not to stare too openly at her barely covered tits.


"How about a dance, Bill?"


"Well, actually I was just about to get a bite to eat," I replied, "how about us..."


"You can eat something later!" Lilly interrupted me with a wink, "come on, I want to dance!"