"Okay, but make it light," she finally relented.

"Now that's more like it." Clay smiled as he walked over to a bar on the far side of the room.

When Clay returned with Jan's drink, he sat down next to her on a couch.

"I'm serious," said Jan after she'd taken a sip of her drink. "What are you doing home in the middle of the day?"

"Things were quiet in the office," he explained. "So I decided to come home and have a little party with my wife, but she isn't here."

"What a shame," giggled Jan. "Here you are hot to trot and no one to trot with."

"That's right," he grinned. "I was almost ready to start without her when you rang the doorbell."

"I'm sorry," teased Jan. "Do you want me to leave so you can play with yourself?"

"No thanks," laughed Clay. "I like your company and I think you're pretty."

Some time later when Clay walked over to the bar to fix them another drink, Jan accompanied him. Being alone with the handsome man had made Jan even hornier than ever.

"You and Val get along very well together, don't you?" she asked, standing next to him by the bar.

"I suppose we do," he replied. "We don't have any serious problems."

"How about your sex life?"

"What d-do you mean?" he stammered, shocked by her question.

"Are you getting all the ass you need?"

"I-I suppose so."

"Then you're lucky," she sighed. "My husband sure doesn't give me enough."

"He must be out of his mind," he finally spoke. "You're a beautiful and desirable woman."

"Do you think I'm desirable enough to fuck?" asked Jan.

"God yes!" he gasped, looking into Jan's smoldering gray eyes beneath her dark bangs.

"Then why don't you do it?"

"What?"

"Fuck me," she whispered. "I'm so hot I could explode."

Unable to control himself any longer, Clay grasped her waist and pulled her lovely body up against him. Shivering with excitement, Jan could feel his hard cock throbbing against her.