7:45.
Time to go.
On this Friday night he was meeting a group of friends for a movie night. Anyon was looking forward to a quiet night with friends. Work had been extremely busy this week, as the stock market had taken a plunge and Anyon, spent most of the week, calming concerns of his clients. As a financial advisor, he had become well aware of the fears people had when it came to market volatility. He recognized that those fears should be acknowledged and he always did his best, to help his clients trust their financial plan. Still, it had been a long week and he looked forward to losing himself into a movie for a couple of hours.
Movie night with Trent and Lisa and others had started about three months ago after Anyon had seen them in a bar in Boston. Usually, they would attend a movie in a theater, but earlier in the week Trent had called Anyon and informed him that Lisa wanted to have movie night at their home. Trent also informed him that two other couples and a women named Theresa would also be in attendance. Nothing really out of the ordinary for movie night, but Anyon had suspicions that they could be trying to set him up. Being single, Anyon told Trent he was not looking for a date.
Trent had laughed at this and said, “I know buddy, you do fine on your own! She’s Lisa friend and she just went through a divorce so I’m sure she’s not looking for a boyfriend. She just wants to be with friends and Lisa thought it would be a good idea for her to join. So just be here at 8:15 and have some pizza!”
That was the gist of their conversation and Anyon hadn’t thought much about it for the rest of the week, not that he had time. Anyon pictured Lisa and Trent for a moment.
Lisa and Trent had been married for years and Anyon suspected that both had lost interest in their marriage. He didn’t have any proof, just a feeling he got when he observed their body language. There seemed to be an unspoken distance between them. Not to mention a lack of physical contact. Regardless of their marriage, Anyon enjoyed spending time with them. He got along well with both of them and tonight they were providing a well needed distraction.
Anyon took one last look in the mirror before he headed out. His hair was parted to the side and he sported a wave in the front of his dirty blond hair. He wore blue jeans and a white V-neck white that presented his muscular physique in a strong, powerful way. Even if he didn’t plan to impress anyone, he still always wanted to create an image of success. His face sported some black stubble, as he hadn’t shaved since yesterday. It gave him a manlier look, he thought. Anyon felt confident and felt good.
Let’s go.
As he drove, to Trent’s house he listened to music and his mind wandered. Nothing like driving to clear his head. He always enjoyed driving in the sense that he sometimes did his best thinking on the road. Anyon had no idea why, but ideas just seemed to fill his head and he would forget about the day to day challenges. His navigation system told him to take a left and about 10 seconds later, a notification popped, informing him he had received a text message.
Anyon clicked the notification button on his car’s dash and read the message quickly.
I’m in town next Saturday night, you ready for me? You better be! I’m going to be nasty! Can’t wait to taste your cock…
Anyon’s cock sprung to life. He grinned. It was Iris. Anyon had been fucking her over the last three months. She was a flight attendant, who lived in Orlando. She must have had a layover in Boston next weekend. She and Anyon had been making the most of these layovers. Their time was spent hanging out and of course fucking each other hard until they both came and passed out.
Anyon thought of Iris. He imagined her warm, wet mouth wrapped around his cock. He imagined her dark brown eyes looking up at him, as she inhaled his prick. He imagined her brown pussy lips, glistening with her wetness. Anyon craved to lick her pussy.
His thoughts would not stop. Anyon loved the way her black tits bounced as she rode him up and down. Her hard nipples erect and sensitive. He loved sucking on them or at least trying to as her tits would bounce. She would moan loudly and cum deeply, while Anyon would pump his seed deep in her wet pussy.
Anyon wanted to stroke his cock. He wanted to release the tension building in his pants.
Always when I’m busy. Always when I’m out. Never fails.
Anyon smiled as these thoughts crossed his mind. He would have to wait, but no doubt, later he would stroke his cock and cum hard thinking of the sexiest black woman he had laid eyes on.
Anyon continued thinking about Iris. The last couple of months had been great. The both of them were not exclusive. He still hooked up with other woman. He was sure she was with other men. Despite that the two of them had grown close to one another, but neither one of them had broached the idea of becoming exclusive. At this time, they were both happy with the current arrangement and Anyon had no desire to make any changes. He was happy.
Still though his cock throbbed as he pulled into the driveway at Trent’s house. He immediately picked up his phone and texted Iris.
Going to a movie tonight, but you’re leaving me with my cock hard and wanting your tight pussy. You’ll pay for that…
Satisfied with his message, he placed his phone in his pocket and went to the door of Trent and Lisa’s house. As he walked he adjusted he cock and tucked it into his pant, hoping that it would become flaccid as he walked. He reached the doorbell and pushed the button. Hoping his cock would retreat.
Lisa opened the door and greeted him. Definitely did not help the throbbing in his pants.
Anyon was taken aback. Lisa looked incredible. She wore a black cocktail dress that was strapless. He couldn’t help but notice how her tits were pushed up, straining against the material. There was a large crevice formed between her tits. The ample cleavage was a delight to look at. He looked down further and noticed she was wearing black heels that accentuated her legs. Her blond hair was straightened and her face was dolled up with just the right amount of make-up.
Anyon was puzzled. He had never noticed Lisa in a sexual way before. It never crossed his mind despite them having spent time together over the last three months. Now all of a sudden he was looking at Lisa with lustful eyes. Maybe it was the fact that he was already bulging in his pants from Iris, but still she looked ravishing.
Lisa smiled at him. “Anyon” she said elongating his name. “My favorite guest has arrived.” She raised her arms up, opening for a hug. Anyon reciprocated and held her tight for a brief moment, inhaling her cherry blossom perfume. Lisa’s smell and the way she looked continued to keep his cock hard. His mind filled with thoughts of bending her over right there and taking her from behind.
Lisa squeezed him and whispered in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine.
“I’m so glad you came. I’ve been looking forward to seeing you. This should be fun. Come in, everyone is already here.”
Lisa’s mouth was so close to his ear, he thought Lisa would lick him. His cock throbbed against the pants. If she leaned into him in just the right way, she would feel his bulge. Anyon pulled back his hips just enough.
Am I reading too much into this, but is Lisa trying to push her hips into me. I must be way too horny. Need to get out of my head. Slowly back away.
After a brief few intense moments for Anyon, they released their embrace and she grabbed his hand bringing him into the house. As she walked away, he could not help, but admire her thick ass as she sauntered away. He couldn’t help but imagine what her thong looked like. He imagined a G-string being swallowed up by that voluptuous ass.
As Lisa walked she turned around to look at him. She caught him checking out her ass. She looked down for a moment and then looked back at him and smiled.
A brief moment of guilt crossed his mind and some form of embarrassment, but one other thought overpowered it. He wanted her. He wanted her bad.
Anyon entered their living room where other guests had been mingling and chatting. Trent came right over to him and shook his hand.
“There he is. How’s it going buddy?”
Might be better if I was fucking your wife right now. Definitely don’t say that.
Anyon smiled at him. “Doing well. How’s things?”
“Ah you know, work is work, but I’m really glad you could make it tonight, buddy. You’re doing me a huge favor! Appreciate it man!” Trent slapped Anyon on the shoulder.
Anyon was a little perplexed by this.
“It’s just a movie night, it’s not that big of deal. Happy to be here,” Anyon responded.
“Yeah, movie night, but still it means a lot. Come on, let me introduce you to the others here tonight. Some really good and fun people.”
Anyon was introduced to the two other couples. He didn’t know them, but they seemed pleasant. He took his time and got to know each couple individually.
Tom and Catherine were both practicing attorneys. They had been married for four years. Tom seemed more like an intellectual guy. He was somewhat fit, with a hint of a beer belly. He had black hair and asked Anyon many questions about financial markets. Tom, was a real estate attorney and seemed like he was always trying to find ways to make money.
His wife Catherine, was a divorce attorney and ran a practice with a friend of hers from law school. Anyon found her attractive. She had black hair with a slim figure. She work black pants and white blouse that hid her chest. She was very nice and friendly. She too asked Anyon questions about financial markets, but she also talked about how a recent client of hers had lost money in a divorce settlement and needed ways to make up for retirement. Anyon offered his services and Catherine said she would provide his information to the client.
Overall, Anyon liked them. He answered their questions with broad answers. Giving them a little, but never really providing a recommendation. Anyon preferred to ask them questions with the intention to change the subject since after the tumultuous week, the market had experienced, he would have liked to talk about something else, but he knew why people were asking him. People were concerned about their money, and Tom and Catherine were no different.