The New Year's Eve evening was moving toward the new millennium as
Sarah, my female neighbor and I were talking about champagne. We
were in her kitchen and she was putting out some more vegetables onto
the dip tray. She said that she had not drank much champagne in her
life, but she liked the way it bubbled in her mouth and the feeling
in her throat as she swallowed it.
I jokingly said, "She should have her husband pour someone her pussy
and drink and lick it off sometime!"
I must add I had never talked to this neighbor about sex, or anything
even close to this before. Maybe because she is about 20 years
younger than I.
She replied, "My husband would never do anything like that!"
"Why wouldn't he?" I asked.
"He isn't into anything oral except receiving a blow job." She
replied.
We both laughed and finished refilling the vegetable tray. Since it
was a very warm evening, some of us wandered out onto the second
floor deck of their home. Sarah came out a while later and we began
talking about how warm the weather was.
"The champagne is making me even warmer," she said.
We were leaning on the deck railing looking out into the woods behind
her house. She moved closer to me and leaned against my shoulder.
In almost a whisper, she asked, "Have you ever done the champagne
thing to a woman before?"
Surprised, I glanced around the deck to see if anyone was on the deck
with us. "I haven't" I replied. "I've only heard about it being
done before."
She then looked around to see who was on the deck and turned back to
me, rubbing her small, but very firm breasts against my arm as she
did. "Would you like to show me how the champagne thing works?"
Still somewhat surprised, not only by her asking me such a thing but
also how she was rubbing her tits against me, I replied "Yes, I would
like to do that sometime."
She looked at me with a very sexy look in her eyes, and with a low,
husky voice and said "What about showing me now?"
My cock was instantly hard at the thought as I replied to her, "Where
and how would we do it?"
She replied, "We could do it on the chaise lounge here on the deck.
I can lock the bedroom door, and anyone that would want to come up to
this deck must go through the kitchen downstairs. We will hear the
door open, and will be able to hear them coming up the steps before
they could see what was happening on the deck."
"Well, it would make a mess on the lounge, and maybe spill off and
drip below" I reasoned.
She replied, "I can say that I set my glass on the lounge and it
tipped over, spilling my champagne."
Since her answers convinced me we would not be easily discovered, I
readily agreed to show her. She quickly went into the bedroom and
shut and locked the bedroom door. Being dark in the bedroom after
she shut the door, I could not see what she was doing.
She came out through the French doors onto the deck motioning me to
the chaise lounge. "Are you ready to show me?"
Anxiously, I replied "Yes, if you're sure that's what you want."
She took my hand and led me to the chaise lounge. As she straddled
the lounge and started to sit down, she deftly pulled the full skirt
of her dress up above her waist. As she was sitting down and laying
back onto the lounge, there was enough light for me to see that she
was not wearing any panties.
So that was what she was doing after she closed the bedroom door…
taking off her panties! I moved over to the lounge and sat down
between her spread legs.