I was pretty much settled into my new home and decided it was time to hold a housewarming party. I'd promised my realtor Rhys Collins he would be included on the guestlist since I still had to finalize my agreement with him about a discount on the fees he charged. In addition, I'd include his friend Liz in the invitation since she'd expressed an interest in getting together with me. Of course, a party with only three guests isn't much of a party.
I thought about extending an invite to Daddy since he'd gotten me in touch with Rhys when I started my home search. Perhaps I could suggest that Daddy bring a date and instantly thought about my former manicurist Kim, who was now known as Silk, having taken a position with Elegant Escorts. I would also extend an invite to my lawyer Laura since she was so helpful in getting me out of my marriage to Barry. Hopefully, Laura could bring along a date for the evening.
If I included myself and everyone accepted the invitation, we'd have a party of seven.
I could include Dick and Rachel Stark on my guest list to be neighborly since they might hear a party going on upstairs.
With my potential guest list complete, I started making some phone calls. Rhys was thrilled to hear from me and said he and Liz would be there. Laura accepted my invitation but wasn't sure she could bring a date. I emailed Daddy and extended an invitation, suggesting he bring Silk as his date for the evening. And finally, I walked downstairs and knocked on the Stark's door. Rachel opened the door and instantly invited me in.
"I'm planning a small housewarming party and was hoping that you and Richard could attend," I said.
Rachel smiled and instantly accepted my invitation saying, "I'm sure Dick would enjoy spending an evening with you."
I wasn't so sure Rachel would enjoy the evening as much as her husband, but I was sure she'd not let him attend without her.
Later that evening, I received an email from Daddy, who surprised me when he accepted my invitation and even said he'd bring Silk and Tiffany with him. I hadn't seen Tiff since our Cancun trip and was anxious to catch up with her.
I made arrangements to have a local caterer supply an assortment of hors d'oeuvres, stopped at the wine and spirits shop to stock up on drinks, and then picked up a case of beer to make sure I'd have everyone's favorite alcoholic beverages available.
The party was scheduled for Saturday evening. So, around five o'clock, I showered and got dressed, choosing a pair of fashionable white slacks and a dark blue button-up sweater over a sexy white lace bra and a matching white satin thong. While I knew that I'd promised Rhys a special night, I'd expected he and Liz would remain after the other guests left for me to fulfill my part of his commission discount.
Promptly at six o'clock, the food arrived, and as I walked downstairs to let them out, I taped a note on the outside of my entry door that read, "Welcome to my house warming party. The doors open, so please let yourself in and come upstairs. Angel."
A little after seven, I heard the door open and walked to the top of the stairs. Laura and her date had arrived. "Come on up," I said as they started up the stairs. Laura's date was a handsome thirty-something man with an olive complexion, dark hair, and eyes. "Angel, let me introduce you to Alexis," Laura said.
"Nice to meet you, Alexis," I said, extending my hand toward him.
"My pleasure, Angel," he replied. I detected a hint of a Greek accent in his voice and asked, "Where were you born?"
Alexis smiled and said, "I was born in Athens but migrated to the states to attend law school when I was twenty-one."
Laura explained, "I met Alexis in court; he was representing a gentleman in a divorce proceeding, and after the case was resolved, asked me out on a date."
"Make yourselves at home," I said as Rhys and Liz started up the stairs.
Rhys was wearing a big I'm gonna get fucked grin on his lips as he and Liz got to the top. Liz was dressed in a short, very tight black knit dress that showed off every sensual curve of her youthful body.
"Angel, so nice to see you," Rhys said as he gave me a firm hug. He was wearing a gray tee-shirt under his navy-blue suit.
While he hugged me, I whispered in his ear, "You and Liz are staying late, right?"
He smiled and replied, "Yes, we've got some unfinished business."
While I wasn't planning on serving everyone drinks, I did at least show Laura, Alexis, Liz, and Rhys where they could help themselves.
I was standing in the kitchen catching up with Laura when Dick and Rachel appeared at the top of the steps.
"Excuse me; I have more guests to greet," I said to Laura as I moved toward my downstairs neighbors.
As she shook my hand, Rachel stepped in front of her husband and said, "Thanks again for inviting us."
She was dressed to be noticed, wearing a burgundy dress that did nothing to hide her voluptuous figure. Her shoulder-length red hair was perfectly styled with sensuous waves, and her impeccable make-up featured a shade of lip gloss that matched the color of her dress.
"Wow, you look incredible," I remarked.
"Thank you, Angel," she answered.
Dick was dressed in a blue pullover sports shirt and a pair of grey dress slacks. "You're looking quite lovely tonight, Angel," he said as he shook my hand firmly.
"Drinks and snacks are over there," I remarked, pointing to the make-shift bar on my kitchen island.
As Dick and Rachel moved toward the bar, I heard the door downstairs close. I made my way to the top of the stairs and, as I looked down, saw Tiffany leading the way.
"Angel, how the fuck are you, darlin'," Tiff exclaimed.
"I'm good. Welcome to my new home," I replied as she reached the top.
Other than the Starks and most likely Alexis, everyone in attendance knew what I do for a living, but I politely asked Tiff, "Let's not talk shop tonight."
She moved her index finger to her lips and drew it across, indicating that her lips would remain sealed. But, unfortunately, her choice of clothing was a dead give-away. Tiff was dressed in an ultra-short denim skirt, a very low-cut blouse that showed off her incredible tits, and of course, a pair of stilettos that screamed fuck me.
I greeted Silk with a warm, friendly hug and a quick kiss on the cheek before saying, "We need to catch up sometime tonight."
"For sure," she replied with a broad smile on her lips. Silk wore a more conservative snug-fitting sweater that showed her petite tits and a knee-length skirt, stockings, and slightly lower heels than her counterpart.
