Chapter 12

The week passed quickly, Jen and I talked several times during the week finalizing arrangements for the party. Even though I had not talked to Beth in several weeks, I did notice Lance had moved back home. I tried to put it out of my mind, it was beyond my control.

We arrived at the party about nine o’clock that night and Jen introduced to me to all of her friends. Several I had met previously at the office party for Christmas. Finally Jen introduced me to Carrie, her best friend, the hostess of the party.

“Ahhhhh, so you’re Jeff.” she said, extending her hand.

“Is that a good or bad Ahhhhhh.” I replied, shaking her hand.

“Oh, it’s a good Ahhhh, trust me.” she answered with a smile and a wink.

We talked for a while, then she excused herself to mingle with her other guests. The night moved along well and the food, music and company were all good. I guess it was about thirty minutes to midnight when Carrie pulled me aside privately.

“Jeff, you make sure you kiss my best friend properly for the New Year or you will have to answer to me, Mister.” she demanded.

“Properly?” I quizzed her.

“She is crazy about you, Jeff. Open your eyes, don’t let her get away.” she answered.

“Really?” I stammered.

“Oh, yea.” she shot back, “Now go and be a very good boy. And she is my best friend, you mess up and you have to deal with me.”

We went back to the party, no one noticing we had been gone for a few seconds. I moved to the back of the main room and found Jen talking to a couple next to the fireplace. I walked over and joined them. A couple of minutes before midnight everyone started pairing off with their significant others getting ready for the countdown. Jen looked nervous as hell, giving me a very weak smile. Finally the crowd started...

“Ten, nine, eight, seven...”

I looked at Jen, she looked back at me. On the count of one, I put my arms around her and leaned in to kiss her. My lips found hers, soft and moist. Softly at first, but soon she was pressing her lips into mine. I felt the tip of her tongue on my lips. I opened my lips and my tongue found hers. She was a remarkable kisser. I am not sure how long we stood there, our lips together, but when we finally broke apart, the entire party applauded us. Obviously we had been lost in the moment.

Carrie moved over to me and whispered in my ear.

“You did real good, Jeff, real good.” she whispered.

The party continued for about another hour, then people started filtering out. Jen and I found Carrie and thanked her for her hospitality. Carrie thanked us for coming and told me she hoped to see a lot more of me in the future. We waved our goodbyes and left.

As I drove home, it came to me that not once that night, had I thought of Beth. In fact, I had a really good time, and felt totally at ease with Jen. We got on the interstate and headed west to home. We were nearing the exit I would have to take to bring Jen home when she leaned over to me.

“Jeff, I had a great time tonight, thank you so much.” she said softly.

“I really enjoyed it as well, Jen.” I replied.

“I really don’t want to go home.” she whispered to me, placing her hand on my arm.

“Would you like to get some coffee or something?” I offered.

“No.” she answered, “I want to go back to your place tonight, if it’s ok with you.”

I swallowed hard, I was not expecting this. I thought for a second, a million things running through my mind.

“Are you sure?” Was all I could get out.

“Yes, I am sure.” she quickly responded.

So I passed her exit and continued on to my house. I noticed that she had slowly worked her way to me and now was leaning against my shoulder. We arrived a few minutes later in my drive. We entered the house and moved to the great room.

“I really have to get out of this suit.” I told her, “I am just not comfortable.”

“Oh, go ahead.” she replied.

I went to the master bedroom and changed into jeans and a tee shirt and returned to find her looking out into the sun room. She looked at me and replied she wish we had stopped at her place so she could have gotten some lounging clothes. I told her I was sure I had something that would fit her and led her to one of the extra bedrooms that I had turned into a huge closet. I told her to help herself and closed the door behind me. She returned a short while later dressed in one of my NFL Jerseys and from what I gathered, just panties and bra underneath. The Jersey came down mid thigh, but looked very good on her.

“I hope you don’t mind?” she asked.

“Heck no, it looks better on you than it does on me.” I laughed.

“Ok, let’s go.” she said, grabbing my hand, “I have to try out your Jacuzzi.”

I agreed and walked out to the sunroom. I turned on both the jets and the heater, and we both got in. The only lighting we had were the lights in the Jacuzzi. I noticed as she stepped in, I could see her figure, through the mesh holes of the jersey fabric. Because she always dressed so business like, I had never really seen her true form. She had a very thin waist, nice hips, and firm backside. She sat directly across from me in the Jacuzzi and extended her legs into my lap. I took her foot in my hand and began massaging it as we spoke. We talked for a few minutes, then she asked if she could sit next to me. When she got up the jersey clung to her body and I got a full view of her for the first time. She sat next to me gingerly, and reached over and took my hand, intertwined my fingers with her and looked at me.