Lilly's Cock

Arriving at Wayne's house just after midday, I could hear voices and music coming from the back of the house, so walked down the side passage and through a gate into the back yard. There were about twenty people there, some in the swimming pool, some standing around the barbecue, others sitting on deckchairs. "Hey," said Wayne, seeing me. "Glad you could make it."

"Thanks for the invite. What should I do with these?" I asked, holding up the six-pack of beers I had brought?

"There's a bin with some ice over there," he said.

I pulled out one of the bottles and put the rest in the bin. Opening the bottle, I took a long swig, and surveyed the scene. I was pleased to see several attractive girls there who I hadn't met before. About two months earlier, I had broken up with my girlfriend of four years, and was enjoying my newfound freedom.

I spotted a guy named Brad who I'd met a few times before. He was sitting at a table with his girlfriend, a pretty Singaporean named May, and another Asian girl. I walked over to them.

"Hi, how's it going?' said Brad.

"Good," I said, sitting down. "It's a good day for it, eh?"

"Sure is. Hey, this is Lilly," he said, indicating the other girl.

"Hello," I said. "You from Singapore, too?"

"Yes."

"You on holidays?"

"Yes, but I'm going back tomorrow."

"I really like Singapore," I said. "Been there a few times for work."

"The air-conditioned nation," said Brad.

"Yeah, well, with the humidity there, I'm all for that. I s'pose you're used to it though, living there?" I said to Lilly, who smiled. She was really very pretty. She had long, glossy black hair, parted in the middle, lovely brown eyes and a cute mouth painted with red lipstick. When she smiled there were dimples in her cheeks. She was wearing a white cotton blouse and a navy blue skirt, and when she stood up to get some cigarettes out of her handbag, I took note of her trim, small-breasted figure.