We learned of each other through friends. You and I had to be the wildest people they ever knew. We often socialized with the same groups of friends yet we never ended up meeting face to face. Either you were away on business or I was tied up with other interests. When the parties that would have brought us together came around we inevitably would miss each other much to our mutual friends disappointment.
We had something in common. My best friend from college was engaged to marry your best friend and partner from your advertising agency. I have heard of your antics for the past two years from Janet on lunch breaks and various girls night parties. My favorite and eventually yours was the nasty little bachelorette party you whipped up with Jack for Janet. We were told it was going to be all her fantasies come true including a private male strip troupe that would entertain us. Thinking this was the most romantic gesture a woman has ever known we cheered Janet into accepting it. Janet and the rest of us took it hook, line and sinker.
We arrived a studio in the warehouse district. The main door was blocked by a twenty something buff blonde beauty in a bow tie and nothing else. As his wide uncut cock swept back and forth the table top with his movements while he welcomed us to the wildest event of the year. For an extra tease he assured us that noble Jack and his groomsmen went to great lengths to ensure that whatever goes on will not make it to any of the society pages of Vanity Fair. The sun bronze god announced the paper work that sat on the table had to be signed by each and every person invited and entering the door.
We all stood there baffled as he passed around a copy to each of us giving each partygoer a kiss on the cheek and quick tap on the ass. After whispering and the giggling stopped he explained the documents were in fact legal and binding. We were informed that by signing the agreement we are aware all the participants would get a copy of the tape to enjoy for later viewing pleasure. However, none of the tapes would be allowed to be distributed or reproduced outside the ones that were given out at the end of the night.
Becky, one of the two lawyers present was satisfied with the wording and assured I had no reason to question the contract because it was explicit in detail that copying or distributing for profit or personal agenda of the participants was a violation and would be prosecuted. All of the invitees were close friends that were either carrying medical licenses or had large enough companies that the repercussions were heavy should that happen.
I was famous for trying anything twice. Not a surprise that I am the first seen on video signing. I even slipped the tasty blonde one of my business cards and winked to the camera. The rest followed my lead and each kissed the shoulder back and cheeks of the naked host leaving him covered with lipstick when the video camera panned in for a close-up of him waiving the signed and notarized documents for proof.
When we enter the room we all gasped collectively. There were camera everywhere with men and women dressed up in corsets, chaps and collars. If it was leather and kinky it was there. I felt a rush of fear and anticipation go up my spine. Others started to huddle closer together for comfort. I knew that the happy hour we invaded earlier would kick in so I decided it was time to get the party started. I didn't do this every night and I knew the rest had chaotic schedules too. This was our chance to celebrate Janet's upcoming marriage and a chance to show Jack what he will have to deal with should he fuck up with Janet. The night would prove to defy the expectations of Jack or any of his groomsmen. The tape was proof.
Jack gets the tape and calls you to come over with the rest of the guys in the wedding party. After beers and pizza he pops it in the player. It is priceless. You see me signing the document and smirk. The lens pans in for a close-up when I am asked if I am ready to play. I answer in a voice you expect out of a high priced phone sex operator. While Jack chokes on his beer I purr for him to give me whatever he has got. You comment under your breath that you are watching the woman of your dreams.
The party went on for hours. You watched me be a whipping post and beg for more. I turned the tables and flogged a corseted red head girl who whimpered to taste me. There was nothing that I wouldn't do you thought to yourself. I liked the idea of being watched. I let a large heavy set man cover my shoulders and stomach with hot wax at one booth and at another I took a spanking laying over a desk. Other women were entertaining to watch as well but you could see this was exciting me. It wasn't a joke. That was what you had been looking for. The uninhibited woman of your dreams was before your eyes telling a submissive she was very bad and to kiss her feet.
When the tape ends you ask Jack to work some more of his magic. I was just what you wanted and Jack was going to make it happen. He comes up with the idea of arranging a pre-wedding weekend trip to Miami to have the wedding party make sure all is going as planned for the big day. It was a wedding that would be catered by the finest chef and entertaining guests with everything to live swans floating in a pond to champagne falling from ice sculptures at each table. With all the money going into the details it surely would make sense that we all go down and make sure that everything was going as planned. Besides the girls all needed to get fitted for their dresses at the boutique Janet's mom hired to make them.
Jack calls Janet's mom and makes the plans. Janet's mom will simply call her and summon the whole wedding party down there for a long weekend of fun in the sun and getting the last fitting on the tuxedos and dresses. Jack tells you the rest is up to you. He can't wait to tell Janet that her wild girlfriend is about to finally meet her match. You make him promise that I will not know of your intentions other than meeting the maid of honor.
Taking Jack's advice you call all the wedding party to inform them of the weekend and that their tickets will be sent by courier for the flight. You save my number for the last call. I answer in a breathless voice on the fourth ring. I sound so hot even in a rush. You give me the details and ask me to dinner the night we arrive to discuss the details of our job as best man and maid of honor. You have me write down your cell number and tell me to call you when I get to the hotel and settled in. I tell you I look forward to seeing what makes you such a big deal. You laugh and wish me a good trip.
The week passes fast and soon I am standing at the front desk of the hotel checking in. I get to the room and decide it is good as time as any to call you. I leave a you a voice mail to tell you I have just arrived. We will meet that evening for dinner. A trail of my clothes leads to the shower. It's clear and surrounded in glass. I stand under the hot water letting it massage my back. I wash my hair and let the lather cling to my breasts. I begin thinking of you and massage my arms with the sponge. I wonder what your cologne smells like, the size of your hands. Did you really like the video as much as Janet said you did. You had seen me. Now I wonder about what you look like. I start the scenario in my nasty little mind. Your hands are rough and strong as they squeeze my ass. I imagine the length of your fingers as they enter me and the taste of your mouth as it hungrily invades mine.
My heart beats faster at the thought of you. My mouth turns dry and I open my lips to the hundreds of drops of warm water falling down upon me like a child in a summer rain. I put the conditioner on my hair. Standing with my eyes closed I pinch my nipples and then stare down at them in pride. Will you bite them? Will you suck them hard asking for more. I imagine the sensation of your lips on them, surrounding them and biting them.
