“I do hope we don’t bump into anyone,” said Alice as they got ready to leave the apartment.
“Why? We will be okay, it is only down a couple of floors,” replied Charles.
“I know, but you are dressed in a tuxedo and I have a bloody long coat on; if we bump into anybody who knows us they will wonder why, when we are not even leaving the block, we are dressed like we are,“ said Alice, looking at Charles with a concerned face
“Well, we'll just say we are off to a works charity evening,” said Charles, “and that we are just popping in to see Catherine and Robert before we head off. Unless somebody then sits outside the apartment they have no reason to know that we didn’t leave.”
“Still doesn’t explain why I am wearing a full-length coat in the middle of summer,”
“Well, how about we say, we are off to a Bond and Burlesque night, which will most likely end up with us having sex with our neighbours,” said Charles with a laugh.
“Ha ha; let's not, shall we,” said Alice scowling at Charles. “Still, I am looking forward to tonight; wonder what made them think of having a theme?”
“Well, I imagine they decided that the men will look very hot dressed in a tux and you girls will look very sexy in Basque’s and stockings; you certainly look gorgeous.”
“Good of you to notice. Well, let’s get down there,” said Alice buttoning up her coat.
“You're keen to get the party started,” said Charles as he opened up the front door.
They managed to get down to Catherine and Robert's apartment without bumping into any other neighbours. The others had already arrived when Charles and Alice were shown into the living room by Catherine, who was wearing a white Basque with intricate flower patterns on the two side panels. She complimented the top with a white thong which, at the back where the white strip of material disappeared between her tight arse cheeks, was in the shape of a heart. Her legs were covered in white stockings and she had a pair of white high heel shoes on her feet.
Charles looked around at the other guys; while all were wearing tuxedos, only Robert had gone for the traditional black bow tie. Richard’s was blue whilst Michael had decided to leave his shirt undone and drape an untied bow around his neck, giving him an air of the strong determined type. Charles knew that Alice liked that look.
Lucy walked over to Charles; she was dressed in a blue corset with black stockings on and a pair of blue knickers with black frills.
“Good evening, Miss Moneypenny, the name's Bond,” said Charles trying to say it in a Sean Connery Scottish accent.
“Not Miss Moneypenny, they flirt in the films but never get together. I, on the other hand, intend to bed you before this evening is out,” responded Lucy.
Charles was a little shocked at how forward, Lucy was but quickly composed himself. “In which case, what is your name?”
“Ooh let's see, I think I will be a Russian spy, Ivana Onatopp,” said Lucy, “What do you think of my outfit?”
“Then you must be the sister of the Russan spy Xenia from “Golden Eye”; your outfit is very nice, but you have told me you are a spy so you have just blown your cover,” responded Charles.
“It’s not the only...” started Lucy.
“I think you had better stop there; let’s go and get a drink,” interrupted Charles laughing and looking at Alice.
Alice and Lucy laughed as Lucy did a twirl, showing off her blue corset, “I did have a little black hat and long black gloves to go with this outfit but thought they might be a bit over the top.
“Not at all, is that not all part of the burlesque scene?” asked Charles.
“I don’t know,” said Lucy, “I just looked on the internet for ideas, Alice, what about you?”
“Pretty much the same,” said Alice. “We have always talked about going and watching a proper Burlesque show but have never quite got around to it.”
Joining the rest of the group, the conversation revolved around favourite Bond films and Burlesque, although everybody agreed that they knew very little about burlesque other than Dita Von Teese and that it involved women in sexy lingerie.
Catherine and Robert played the perfect hosts, making sure that everybody’s glasses were full and had even put out a few nibbles for the guests to eat, although nobody was keen to eat much as the nerves were too great. As the conversation flowed all were wondering how things were going to get started.
Catherine placed her drink down on the table and announced: “Ladies, Gentlemen if you so desire shall we make our way through to the bedroom where we can get more comfortable.” She turned and held out her hand to Richard, who took it, and she headed towards the door.
Lucy quickly walked over to Charles, and in a fake Russian accent said, “Well Mr Bond, I think we have some business to discuss.” She put her arm through his and together they followed Catherine and Richard.
Realising that there was obviously some unwritten rule at play tonight that the ladies were choosing the partners Alice looked at Michael and smiled, “Shall we follow?” she asked.
“Yes, lead the way,” said Michael putting his arm around her. “What was that about Bond and business?”
“Oh, it was a little joke they had when we arrived this evening.” replied Alice.
Michelle looked across at Robert. She was pleased that she had ended up with Robert; she felt comfortable with him and knew that he would be gentle and take things at her pace. She had not been sure when they had arrived if she could have gone with either Michael or Charles, but had no qualms about Robert. She now knew that tonight she would experience the thrill of being fucked by another man.
Robert took her hand and started to lead her toward the bedroom to join the others.
Michelle pulled him back, “Let’s start in here, please.”
“Of course, whatever you wish,” said Robert and he turn towards her, leant in and kiss her.
Alice and Michael got to the bedroom door and stopped. The room was dominated by a large, king-size bed which was flanked on either side by two small oak bedside tables. Opposite the bed were fitted wardrobes; it did not come as any surprise to Alice to notice that the doors of the wardrobe were mirrored, and in front of the bed were two chairs.
She looked back to the bed; on the far side Lucy and Charles were already kissing, one of Charles' hands rubbing Lucy’s arse whilst his other hand was caressing her back. There was a sharp pang of jealousy as she noticed that Lucy was rubbing her hand over Charles' crotch. 'Pull yourself together, Alice,' she thought, 'You can’t start feeling jealous now.' She turned to Robert, “Let’s go and join our partners on the far side, shall we?”
Moving round the bed, Alice stood next to Charles and Lucy, turning and looking up at Michael she bit her bottom lip and then leant forward to kiss him. Michael responded in kind and quickly they started to caress one another’s bodies.
Michael slid his jacket off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Alice’s hands were shaking as she reached up to undo the buttons on Michael’s shirt, excited and scared in similar measure. She stroked his chest as she moved down from button to button. Once she had undone the last button she slid it off his shoulders and it joined the jacket on the floor. Alice was unsure if she should continue to undress him, but Michael at this point returned to kissing her as his hand wandered to the back of her corset and ran down her back to her arse.
Michael ran his hand slowly down her arse, stopping at the base of her cheeks, and then retraced their journey back up to the top of her knickers. His hands traced the elastic across the top and then he slipped his hand inside and gently caressed the flesh of her flesh. A thought flashed through Alice’s mind that no man had been this close to her since she started dating Charles and this man had every intention of fucking her... and she wanted it to happen.
Alice ran her hands down the front of Michael, pausing only briefly at his belt before continuing their southward journey. She brushed the bulge and then drew the zip down, slipping her hand inside. She heard Michael gasp as her hand rubbed his cock, which was quickly getting hard. Withdrawing her hand, she struggled to undo his belt, and Michael moved to help her.
Quickly, Michael kicked off his shoes and let his trousers fall to the floor, stepping out of them; he was unsure as to whether pulling down his boxers would be going too fast but decided to pull them down anyway. Before he could do anything about it, however, Alice started to pull them down.
She slowly sank to her knees and looked at Michael’s now freed and upstanding cock. Out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Lucy, who was busy sucking Charles cock. Turning her head quickly to look over her left shoulder she saw Catherine, who was lying on the bed with Richard between her thighs. She couldn’t see Michelle and Robert but she could hear low moaning coming from Michelle; it appeared to be coming from the other room.