Lust: "Just Looking"

by John of altjiranga mitjina

It was one of those parties where Lisa knew almost no one. They were there because Jason said it was good for his job. She was on her second rum and coke while Jason was across the room talking with some bleach bottle blonde with a top that was cut too low for Lisa’s tastes. Jason said something that caused the girl to laugh and Lisa watched as her breasts jiggled in reaction to her husband’s words.

Jason arrived with a fresh refill for Lisa, which was the purpose of his trip in the first place. “A new friend?” Lisa tried to keep the sarcasm out of her voice, but failed.

Her husband handed her the drink, ignoring her tone. “She works for Tuttle, she was giving me some pointers on how to handle the new presentation I have to go over with him next week.”

Lisa sighed, but Jason was already turning away from her. He watched as another woman walked by.

A voice called out Jason’s name and he waved at the man calling him. “Look, Honey, I gotta go talk to Henderson. I’ll only be a few minutes, ok?” He left before waiting for her response.

She stood on the side of the room and watched her husband talk to Henderson. They were deep in conversation when a young woman in a short dress walked by. The two men stopped talking and Lisa watched as their eyes ranged up and down the woman’s body as she moved away from them. They laughed and looked one final time at the retreating form of the young woman. Lisa could feel the heat from the two men all the way over on her side of the room.

Another woman, slightly older than the one that had just walked past them, joined Henderson and her husband. She was dressed in slacks and a blouse. The two men said something to her and while she answered them their eyes dropped to her blouse. Replying to whatever she said Jason reached out and gently took ahold of her arm, giving it a slight squeeze. Moving his hand away he gently grazed her breast.

By the time Jason rejoined her Lisa was finishing up her drink. He asked if she wanted a refill but she declined. He knew she was mad at him but the look in her eyes and the angle of her shoulders. “What’s wrong, Honey?”

She turned away from him. He really had no idea what she was pissed about. Well, he had an idea, but to him it was silly. “I’m only looking, Lisa. Would you rather I do something?”

To him that was the answer. As long as all he was doing was “just looking” it was okay. He wasn’t acting out on his lusts, just drooling whenever he got the chance. “Do you have to act like such a school boy when I’m around, Jason? Couldn’t you at least rein it in when I’m with you?”

Jason laughed, a little louder than he meant to. A few people turned towards them, but he just smiled and they went about their business. “I’m sorry, Lisa, but do we have to get into this now. These people are people I work with, people I do business with. It doesn’t look good if I’m having a fight with the wife in front of them.”

Lisa smiled at him and kept her voice calm and level. “But looking down a colleague’s shirt is acceptable behavior. I guess as long as she has a good set of tits it’s alright.”

A few heads turned on Lisa’s words, but she just smiled at them like her husband had and they went back to their conversations.

Lisa handed Jason her empty glass. “Get me a refill, please.”

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While he was at the Shannon McNally concert tonight John discovered he couldn’t escape the theme of this week’s issue. The concert was at the Parish at the House of Blues. The Parish is a smaller venue upstairs that the HOB uses for acts that couldn’t sell out the main hall. While waiting for Shannon to come on he noticed seven paintings around the room. Guess what they were paintings of? The Seven Deadly Sins. Read more about Shannon and other things at altjiranga mitjina.