The Christmas party at Lily and Mike’s was always fun. A few drinks with friends and a good time would be had by all. I didn’t notice anything unusual about this year’s party. I walked outside to tap myself a beer and looked up to see Lily outside with me. I’d known her since middle school- she was 35 with a pretty face, good sized breasts and a nice juicy ass. She had a reputation for giving a great blowjob back then. It took me by total surprise when she looked at me and said, “My husband says I need to be more aggressive with you” and started kissing me. I was half-drunk and didn’t stop her at all. After swapping spit for a minute or so, she said we needed to get back inside or it’d make everyone else at the party wonder what was going on.
My head was swimming. I always found her attractive but hadn’t even thought about anything physically going on between us since she had married Mike. She carried on at the party as though nothing had just happened outside while I was trying to wrap my head around the whole thing. An hour or so went by and the party sort of dispersed into different parts of the house. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lily head upstairs to use the bathroom. I decided this was probably a good time to hit the head myself.