Invitation for dinner to KillerMuffin and Thor's Hammer

[Guest]

I'd enjoyed our evening the first time I'd met Dr Muffin and Thor, I invited them the next week for dinner at my house.

I busied myself preparing an absolute feast, if I do say so myself. Fresh lobster stuffed with crabmeat, caught that very day in my lobster traps (often crabs get caught, even though that's not what you are going for), fresh salad picked out of my private garden, complete with fresh onions, tomatoes, spinach, radishes, califlour, broccoli and peppers. All freshly picked by me personally. The milk was fresh from the farmer on the mainland, and the butter from there as well. A full stocked bar lined one wall, to be expected of a club owner.

They hadn't seen my actual dwelling. It stood a ways away from the main drag that cut through the island, and couldn't be seen very well from the road. It was rustic from the outside, but very modern inside. Two story, and several rooms. I had my main bedroom off from the living room on the main floor, and upstairs was my sewing room, office, art room, and a couple of spare bedrooms. All in all, it was very spacious.

While awaiting my guests, I checked on the dinner. Everything was perfect, as I settled in my favorite chair and flipped on the TV to catch up on the latest world news. With the sound low, I looked at my music, and picked several CD's to put in the 6 CD holders for the stereo.

[Edited by MoonWolf on 11-17-2000 at 09:11 PM]

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor (back from his trip)

When I scrolled through my messages, the invitation on my voice mail had come as a surprise. I had taken a brief "business" trip to Norway and was still suffering the effects of jet lag and it took me a moment to recall...but the incredible evening with two lovely women was indelibly burned into my memory. I RSVP'ed - an answering machine's lilting tones welcumed me and requested my "brief message." I said, flippantly, "Are oysters on the menu, love? I hear they put lead in the pencil." Then, more seriously, "I will be there with bells on."

As I walked to my car - a spotless D Jag, maroon, tastefully understated salon body style - I wondered what the evening would bring. I felt sure that our last "dinner" at Moon's club was a one of a kind thing. We could never cum close...or could we?



[Edited by Thor's Hammer on 11-12-2000 at 03:20 AM]

 

[KillerMuffin]

I listened to the message on the voice mail in my office, head canted thoughtfully. Off in the distance somewhere, someone screamed again. I don't know why I even had to think about it, I called right back and let her know that I would be more than delighted to be there.

First, though, shopping. Yes, definately some shopping, I hoped Vickys was still open. Thankfully, it was. After expending a tremendous amount of frustrated energy I finally found something that I thought just might do. While paying for it, something caught my eye that reminded me so much of Moon. Impulsively, ah! Dr. Muffin never does anything impulsively!, I purchased it. The beginning of the new me, perhaps?

I was ready, my present to Moon was ready. I suppose it would be Thor's present as well, only he'd be unwrapping a differnt package with it... Climbing into the respectable Beemer a psychiatrist of my position is expected to drive, I headed down the coast toward Moon's.

 

[Guest]

Getting up from my easy chair, and flipping off the tube (it's really a big screen, no tube to it. lol) I set the table, and place fresh scented candles. Lighting incense as well and turning on the outside light, so they could find the house number, I finish preparing the final food item. Yes, Oyster Rockefeller as an appetite. Thought Thor might appreciate those.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

Slapping my head, I tool the Jag into a parking spot. "A hostess gift, how could I forget," I muse. Scanning the row of stores, I spy a liquor store.

"Not too imaginative," I think, as I look at the label of a very nice South Eastern Australia Chardonnay. Backing out, I head the softly purring eight down the coast road. The display of the GPS tells me that I need to turn left in about four miles. Tucked in behing the glowing taillights of a BMW, I drive sedately (for me) along the sea enjoying the last vestiges of the setting sun.

 

[Guest]

Re: Thor

Slapping my head, I tool the Jag into a parking spot. "A hostess gift, how could I forget," I muse. Scanning the row of stores, I spy a liquor store.

OOC: LOL...you are quite amusing, Thor my dear...

 

[KillerMuffin]

I spotted her house not too far ahead on the dirt road. She lived next to a breathtaking view of the ocean, the moonlight danced on the waves... how apropriate. I wondered if she needed a roomie.

Nervously, I parked the car and went to the door, knocking almost hesitantly.

 

[Guest]

Crossing the distance to the door, I turn the knob and opened it to see Dr. Muffin standing in the doorway. A big grin spread across my face.

"I'm so glad you could make it, Muff. Please come in." I say as I stand aside to allow her entrance. The room she walks into has one wall to the right all windows facing the ocean. There is a grand piano in the far corner, the floor tile, the ceiling open. To the left of the piano stood a door into the kitchen. Beyond that emanated intoxicating smells of the glorious dinner being prepared.

Two carpeted platform steps took you up a bit to a dining area, which was illuminated by various candles. Smooth Jazz washed over us as my new dear friend entered my home.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

Lost in my reverie, I notice the BMW ahead is turning into a driveway. Slowing, I glance at the GPS and see it is commanding a turn at the same place. Deliberately, I cruise by the driveway and pull up at an overlook a half mile further on and gaze at the sea - sparkling in the moonlight. My razor sharp analytical mind has come to the conclusion that the Beemer must have been Dr. Muffin. Deciding to give them a few minutes to get reacquainted without our menage a trois arriving at the same time, I turn the engine off and watch the sliver of moonlight dance on the waves.

 

[KillerMuffin]

"Um, I brought this for you." I said, just as nervous as before. Damn Muff, what the hell ever possessed you to buy something as intimate as lingerie for her? Easy, idiot, something as intimate as licking her pussy did it. "I, uhm, saw it and I thought of you."

She smiled, caught by surprise at the ivory wrapped box and the name stamped on the paper. Victoria's Secrets.

"Thor isn't here yet." She said, "I've just about finished dinner, can I get you something to drink?"

I thought about it for a moment, but decided that I would start this sober this time. What if our previous get together had been a drunken aberration? "Just water, for now."

"Come on into the kitchen, then." She invited. "Should I wait for Thor to open this?"

Smiling, remembering the soft fabric and what it was designed to cover and reveal. "Perhaps it's a good idea to open it before he gets here, considering."

OOC: I'll leave it to you to describe your present Moon my sweet.

 

[Guest]

Pulling out a glass from the cubboard, I push a button on the fridge, and ice falls out. Another button brings out cool water. Turning I hand the glass of water to Muff. I then turn my attentions to the gift Muff brought. Opening the package, I pull out a gold colored satin chemise.

"Oh, Muff, it's beautiful. I think I'll put it on before Thor gets here.....

Slipping into the bath off the kitchen, I soon come out adorned in my new gift.

OOC: Instead of describing it....I went and picked it out. Take a look http://www2.victoriassecret.com/proddisplay/?prnbr=42-143278&cgname=OSSLPCMSZZZ



"Well, what do you think?" I ask Muff, modeling the chemise for her.


[Edited by MoonWolf on 11-14-2000 at 10:15 PM]

 

[KillerMuffin]

"Oooooooooooohhhh that looks good on you." I breathed, stunned. "Better than dinner looks. Thor is going be very uncomfortable for dinner."

 

[Guest]

Smiling I crossed to floor to where Muff stood, giving her a hug.

"Thanks, it's beautiful!" I say in response to her. "You think Thor would be uncomfortable? Should I put something over it?"

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Shy Thor in the car

The sea is beautiful. In a semi-somnolent state, I gaze over the silvered waves and reflect on the meaning of life...

 

[Guest]

Re: Shy Thor in the car

The sea is beautiful. In a semi-somnolent state, I gaze over the silvered waves and reflect on the meaning of life...

OOC: hehe, since when have you been shy.....

 

[KillerMuffin]

"Only if he's wearing tight pants during dinner." I grin slyly. She laughs, the merry sound quickly turning to an oooooooooooooohhhhh when I trail my finger down her spine and discover.... oooohhh no panty lines.

Backing up a step, I quickly lift the bottom of the chemise and am confronted with bare pussy. "Oh my." I say, awed.

"None of that now, I'll burn dinner." She teases.

Sliding my finger inside, "You're burning alright."

OOC: I think he just wants to see two women getting it on before he mysteriously leaps on the scene. LOL

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor - dozing in the car

OOC: caught me dammit - Muff exposes Thor

 

[KillerMuffin]

what I picked up for myself at Vicky's if you wanna see Ms Moon. Not nearly as gorgeous as you, but I try.
http://www2.victoriassecret.com/proddisplay/?prnbr=42-136508&cgname=OSBRPBARZZZ

Smooooooches Thor, I'm sure Moon will do her best to help me accomodate your desires.

 

[Guest]

what I picked up for myself at Vicky's if you wanna see Ms Moon. Not nearly as gorgeous as you, but I try.

OOC: Why I think that's gorgeous!
Do you have it on under your clothes? http://cgi.tripod.com/smilecwm/cgi-bin/s/scorchio/sgrin.gif



[Edited by MoonWolf on 11-16-2000 at 09:48 PM]

 

[Guest]

Sliding my finger inside, "You're burning alright."

"Oohhh...Muff..." I say, as I gently but firmly remove her hand. Raising her hand to my lips, I slip it into my mouth, and suck the juices off, before letting go of her hand. "Hmmm, more of that later."

Placing my hands on both sides of her face, I look intently into her eyes.

"You are so beautiful." I say, then gently kiss her soft lips. "But I must finish dinner, or we will be calling for delivery chinese."

I saunter away sensuously, smiling as I envision the rest of the evening.

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: Of course, you think I'd drive down the coast in nothing but that? Don't answer that...

IC: I followed her to the kitchen, vowing to keep my hands off, at least until she was finished. I kept my vow too. Moving up behind her, to see what she was cooking, I noticed the elegant curve of her neck and just had to nibble on it. Nibbles led to licks, licks led to kisses, and somehow she managed to keep cooking through all of her moaning.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

Rousing myself from my reverie, I glance at my watch. Shaking my head, I realize that I am now 'fashionably late.' Bringing the powerful eight to life, I flip on my lights, reload my GPS, and turn back down the highway toward Moon's.

 

[Guest]

OOC: Of course, you think I'd drive down the coast in nothing but that? Don't answer that...

OOC: No, you silly....just making sure you had it on, and not in your purse or something! LOL don't have time to post right now..will post later tonight.

 

[Guest]

Nibbles led to licks, licks led to kisses, and somehow she managed to keep cooking through all of her moaning.

It was difficult to do, but I finally managed to finish the final preparations. The harder I concentrated on the food, the more I wanted to turn around and ravage Muff. Reaching to the oven, I begin to pull out the main course, Duck...er uh, lobster. (Muff had me so enthralled, I forgot what I was cooking.) Baked lobster stuffed with crab meat.

Setting that down on the table, I turned to Muff. The look I gave her was a firm, 'Now I want a taste.' Taking a few steps toward her, I pushed her up against the fridge, and planted my lips firmly on hers. My tongue probbed deeply into her inviting mouth. A hand found one of her supple breasts, and I fondled it through the material of her clothing. Her moan was buried as my mouth captured hers. As the passion builds, I break away. Slowly I turn and cross the floor to the stereo, and flip a switch. Soft jazz fills the room. When I turn back to Muff, she is just recovering, and has taken a couple of steps away from the place I left her standing. A smile crosses my face. I'd gotten to her all right.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I staggered across the kitchen to her, then lifted the hem of her chemise and dragged my fingers up her thigh to her firm rear. Oh my, no panties. My fingers trailed through the soft hair at the firmly closed juncture of her legs. She moaned, "No, not yet. The duck. Lobster."

"Yes lobster." I mumbled, dropping to my knees and licking where my fingers were playing. "Yummy lobster."

Somehow, she managed to pull away before she fell over.