She had spent what seemed like two hours getting ready for a Christmas party and was decked out in a little black dress that left very little to the imagination. The dress barely covered her sweet little ass and her boobs were pushed up on display. The dress was practically backless. She was wearing a pair of tall high heels that even she called stripper shoes. She carried a little black purse about the size of my wallet.
We had been invited to attend a Christmas party thrown by one of the many client companies she represents as a manufacturers rep. There were a couple of twenty something girls in the company’s office that I wouldn't mind getting up close and personal with, so this was a perfect opportunity.
"What did you do to yourself?" I asked, not really caring what she had done, just extremely pleased with the results.
"All of the girls that I talked to in the office are wearing 'little black dresses' and we all vowed to show each other up. I just hope I don't fall out of this dress," she said stressfully.
"Don't worry about that. I can guarantee you that later tonight that dress will be ripped off of you and a lot more is going to happen," I promised. "Let's get going or we'll be late."
We live in a small town, over an hour's drive North od a large metropolitan area. There is a large tract of land that is private property adjoining a State protected area, with an old country road cutting though the middle. Woods and wetlands line the road for about twenty miles.
As we were driving to the party my wife commented, "Don't be surprised if I start shedding cloths on the way home. I am wearing a Victoria's Secret bra that is supposed to enhance and a pair of control top panty hose. And these damn heels are killing my feet already."
We arrived at the party at a popular downtown hotel on the water just as the bars were opening and several of the other girls from the company began to arrive. Three of the girls are single and brought girlfriends rather than dates with them. Diane was right, they all had 'little black dresses' on, or almost on. There were more legs and boobs visible than on the beach in July. And I wasn't complaining as they each came up and greeted Diane with a quick kiss and hug, then hugged me. Since I am over six feet tall I was looking down at heaven as they came up and then stood around talking.
One of the girls from the office had recently had breast enhancement surgery and was putting on a great display.
"Amber, I love that dress on you. It really shows off the new boobs," Diane said before I had a chance. With that she leaned over and gave Amber a peck on the cheek.
As I reached out to grab Amber for a hug and a peck I commented, "Everyone here likes your new look. Especially all of the guys here tonight. Stay close to me and I will protect you from the perverts."
"Who will protect her from you?!" one of the others offered. Diane has worked with the company for a few years and she has entertained them with stories of our sexual adventures while making her sales calls.
When we first got together Diane had been very shy about her body and very conservative in her appearance. But all that had changed gradually over the last few years after her first threesome and exhibitionist displays.
Amber's strapless 'little black dress' appeared to be held in place just by her nipples, which were hard and easily visible through the thin material. When she moved around checking out the most recent arrivals her boobs rocked back and forth. I slowly moved around to be right next to her and wrapped my arm around her.
Looking concerned I asked, "Are you cold?"
She snuggled in close and said yes. She asked if we could all go inside the dining area where it was warmer. We moved into the dining area and took a table close to the back corner of the room. Diane sat to my left and Amber to my right. I knew that before the night was over my wife would be a little tipsy and would be easy to take advantage of later.
The hardest part about eating was trying to listen to the women talk about their latest encounters with men. Amber had lamented earlier that she thought her latest boyfriend had broken up with her so that he didn't have to buy her a Christmas present. She said she was horny without a guy around and I offered my services any time she felt the need.
"Diane says that you're handy to have around the house, so I just might take you up on the offer. That is, if Diane doesn't mind."
"Call him any time you'd like. There is no satisfying him anyway," Diane grumbled.
After dinner desserts were served in the entry way where the bars had been set up before the dinner started. A couple of the people from our table of eight had made their way to the desert tables and returned with small little portions of cakes, pies and pastries. They looked like bite size samples rather than typical deserts.
Amber said she was going to get some desserts so Diane and I offered to go with her. On the way out to the deserts Diane said she had to run to the ladies room and asked if Amber wanted to go along. She said no, that she was going to see what was on the desert tables. There were several tables set up along the wall, from the center doors to the back corner. As we walked along the tables the lighting got a little darker and made the desserts hard to see.
"I guess they did that so that you can't see what you're eating," Amber lamented. "Let's see what's in the corner."
We made our way to the last table only to find small squares of key lime pie, cake like pastries with a dollop of frosting and other tiny delights. Amber got a small plate and picked up a couple of different types of desert and a fork.
"There aren't a lot of people out here getting desserts,” Amber said.
"Well, sweets and alcohol don't mix and I think a good number of the people have been drinking heavily since the liquor is free. Look at those two," I said, pointing to a couple in the other back corner locked in a deep embrace hands going all over each other. "They wouldn't be doing that with out a little help from booze."
Amber was lifting a piece of the frosted pastry to her mouth and when she turned to look, a piece had dropped into paradise. It was sitting at the top of her cleavage, slowing sliding down.
"Here, let me get that for you. You have your hands full and I’d be happy to assist."
I raised my hand and carefully reached for her cleavage and the lost desert. I slid my fingers down the cleavage and pulled most of the pastry out. I dropped it onto the busboys tray and reached back for the remnants, using my index finger to gather the crumbs and frosting.
"Can you think of a better way to get that off?" she asked mischievously, with a permissive look in her eyes.
"Sure I can!." I set my plate down and pulled Amber up close to me. Looking around to make sure there was no one close by, I pulled her top down buried my head between her luscious boobs and began to enjoy the opportunity. I grabbed her ass and pushed her against and continued to bury my head deeper down her front. I looked up and kissed her, long and deep, my tongue playing gently with hers. I held her ass with one hand and used the other to grab her breasts.
"Not here," she said cautiously. "Lets go to the men's bathroom."
"But I might have to share you in there," I protested.
"So?"
We made our way towards the bathroom just as Diane appeared.
"I should have gone with you,” she said to Diane. "Now I have to pee really bad."
"There's a line at the ladies room. You might want to get him to check the men's room for you and wait while you use that one," Diane offered helpfully, then looking at me added sarcastically, "if you don't mind."
"No. I was going to go too, so I'll just have to wait for her to get a stall."
Diane headed off towards the deserts and I headed for a quickie with Amber. We got to the men's room, and the attendant raised an eyebrow. A twenty brought a quick smile to his face and he suggested the handicapped stall, since there were two of them.
There was room for at least four wheelchairs in the stall and we got in and I turned the lock. When I turned around Amber had hiked her dress up over her ass and pulled the top part down to show her beautiful breasts. The dress looked more like a scarf than a dress and it revealed the fact that Amber had come without panties or bra. She grabbed me and locked her lips on mine while her hands fumbled to undo my belt buckle and unzip my pants.
"Hold on." I mumbled into her mouth as I grabbed my belt buckle and quickly had my pants down around my ankles. " Just slow down and enjoy."
I let my mouth find its way from her lips to her lightly scented neck. I nipped and nibbled her neck while one hand continued to massage her naked ass and the other hand fondled her breasts. I heard her moan into my hair.
"Touch me down there," she whispered breathlessly.
My hand worked its way free of her breasts to be replaced with my mouth and tongue, and I slid my hand slowly down her body and found her mound. I gently caressed her clean shaven mound as she ground her hips into my hand. I was kissing the bottom of her tits as my finger found it's way inside her. I felt her body shudder as I worked another finger inside her and then began to getting withdraw them and slowly work them back inside. She continued to moan and tremble and my fingers did their magic. My tongue continued to draw little circle around her nipple. Her nipple was pierced and I carefully took the piercing bar between my teeth and pulled my head away from her.
My finger had quickened their pace and Amber shook in my grasp.
"Oh, God! I'm gonna come," she practically screamed. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Uhuhuh, here I come." With that she went limp in my arms as I pulled my hand from her and brought them to my mouth.
"Ummmm! You taste delicious! I should just eat you now."
"No, now it's my turn. I'm sure I can make you very happy."
She pulled herself up against me and kissed me deep and yet softly. Her lips played across my mouth feeling warm and tender, almost like a soft breath against my lips. She stroked my chest with her hands and her hair. She rested her head against my chest and let out a slow sigh while her right hand worked its way to my dick to free it from my briefs. Already hard from our encounter, she wrapped her hand around it while she softly purred with her head still against my chest. Her head followed her hand while she continued to pull down my underwear with her other hand. With my cock totally free of confinement, she guided it towards her waiting mouth while she cupped my balls in her other hand.
With one smooth motion she took my entire cock into her mouth and moaned. I felt one hand leave my cock as she continued to work her magic. Her breath felt warm and wonderful on my cock as she guided it in and out of her mouth. My hand found her hair and my fingers were soon woven into her curls.
I swear I felt her vocal cords vibrating as she slowly sucked and I realized she was moaning as she continued to suck. I looked down and saw that the hand that had left my balls had found its was down between her legs. She was enjoying a cock in her mouth and pleasuring herself again with her own fingers!
Soon I was on the brink of coming and quietly warned her I was about to explode. This just quickened her fury as she mover faster on my cock. I felt myself coming and grabbed the back of her head with both hands and pulled her into my crotch. I shuddered as I came down her throat. She swallowed a couple of times and then slowly slid her mouth off of my cock, wiping it clean with her lips as she moved away.
"How was that?" she asked coyly. "Are we even?"
"No. It will take at least another encounter or two, or three to try and even things up."
"Well, I'm available and Diane has given us her permission."
We gathered ourselves up as best we could and made our way out of the stall. There were several guys standing near the sinks with big smiles on their faces. Two of them gave Amber their cards with cell phone numbers hand written on the back.
"Throw-away phones their wives don't know about," I told her, "That way the misses doesn't find out about their extracurricular activities."
We got back to our table and sat down as some people were starting to leave. I looked at my wife, Diane and saw that she had been taking advantage of the open bar still going on inside the dining area.
"Are you about ready to go home and get out of that dress?"
"Did Amber have to get out of her dress?" she asked playfully accusing.
"Nope. We just rearranged it," as Amber smiled a wide smile. "We made due with the situation."
As we were walking out of the party Diane came up on my left side and Amber was on my right. I reached over and wrapped one arm around each of them saying, "It will be cold outside, but I'll keep you warm while we wait for the valets to get the cars.'
While we waited for the valets to get both cars I let my hand drop down the Amber's back until I found the bottom hem. Knowing she wasn't wearing any panties I pulled the back of her dress up a little and slid my hand between the crack of her ass. She sighed as leaned into me as my fingers explored her womanhood. I could still feel how wet she was and dipped my fingers in side her. I worked them slowly to get them good and wet then moved my hand back to insert my index finger into her asshole. She jumped a little and took a quick breath, but then relaxed as she realized I would be gentle.
"Sweet," we heard from behind us and I turned to see one of the valets on break watching us. I moved my hand and dropped Amber's dress back over her bottom, as I felt her move away from my grasp.
She turned and dropped the top of her dress to reveal her tits to the young man. "He got to play with these earlier,” she said quietly as she then reached down and lifted the bottom of her dress, "and he got some of this."
Giggling, she turned back around fixing her dress and wrapped my arm back around herself.