Mindy was getting dressed to attend a party that Brenda had asked her to. It was a party for business types and Brenda had been invited a couple times before as a guest of one of the organizers. It was for executive types, older men in their forties and fifties and young, beautiful girls were wanted to mix with them and serve as eye candy, of course.
Mindy had gotten out of her bath, where she had carefully shaved her long, beautiful legs, along with her cute little mound, and then under her arms, and then washed and rinsed her hair, before soaping all over, rinsing and getting out. She dried off, then applied lotion all over her supple tan skin, to make sure it was soft, and felt good to her. She fixed her hair, lightly applied her minimal make up, checked to make sure her fingers and toes were perfect, the nails done in the french manicure she loved. She then stepped into a tiny, black satin G string, mere strings that had only one tiny patch at the front, barely covering her perfect pussy mound, and narrowing as it went back over the lips between her legs to the little string that disappeared between her soft butt cheeks.
She pulled on a little black dress, with a deep v between her full breasts, the two sides were held by spaghetti straps that went over her shoulders to crisscross on her beautiful, tan, bare back, and then went through little loops at the sides of her breasts and tie at her back. The back of the dress was very low, almost exposing the split between the two cheeks of her firm round butt. The hem of the dress was angled, coming to a low point behind her and coming very high to a point at one hip, sloping downward to barely cover the little mound of hers that was protected by the tiny G string panties. She slipped on her tiny high heeled sandals and buckled them at her ankles, grabbed her purse and went out the door just as Brenda pulled up.
They left for the party, laughing and giggling as they talked. Both girls were incredibly hot in their dress, classy yet totally sexy and totally provocative.
Mindy and Brenda walked into the party at one of the smaller party rooms in the largest hotel in town. The room was filled with thirty to forty men in suits, along with about twenty to twenty five very sexily dressed younger ladies. As it turned out, a lot of the men were from out of town, staying at the hotel, and the girls were rounded up to be the distractions from business for the evening.
The men were, for the most part, wealthy, assured and confident, both in their appearance and manner. The girls were young, healthy, gorgeous and vivacious, dressed sexily and made up perfectly, blondes, brunettes, redheads, African, Latino, Asian, anything a man could dream of. Drinks were flowing, music was playing, the lights were low, and some were already dancing. The two girls began circulating, laughing, chatting, and enjoying all the attention of the men, who were falling all over themselves, trying to impress the young ladies in attendance.
Two hours later, after dancing and several drinks, Mindy and Brenda both were tipsy. They had been the focus of attention of a small group of guys from out of town for about an hour. The men in the group had been flirting with the girls, keeping them giggling and in plenty of booze. One of the men was from Chicago, a businessman and was about fifty, of average height, appeared very fit, and was tan, with slick dark hair, and dark eyes. He was sitting with Mindy at a table, and they were both oblivious to the distractions around them. His name was George and he was trying to persuade Mindy to go to his room with him.
She was attracted to him but reluctant to be alone with him and reluctant to leave Brenda alone with the others. She was about to say no again, after about ten attempts on his part, when Brenda walked over to her, leaned down and whispered in her ear that she was going up with a couple of the others. Mindy nodded, took a long look at George, and then nodded to him as well. They stood together, and eased over to the door, slipped out and caught an elevator to the fifteenth floor. When Mindy stepped out of the elevator, she saw Brenda disappearing into a room with two of the men from the party.
Mindy let herself be guided to a suite at the far end of the hall, where George unlocked the door and let her into a posh sitting room. He locked the door, and then turned to the beautiful girl standing just inside the door. He slipped his arms around her, and gently turned her, finding her lips with his, and initiating a passionate kiss. Mindy enjoyed the kiss for a few minutes, his lips caressing hers, and his tongue playing in her mouth with her own. She broke the kiss, and walked across the room to look out the window at the cityscape below.
She was feeling the alcohol in her system, and feeling a little bad because of the wedding ring on the man's finger. She knew he was married, and that he had kids, as she had overheard him talking about them to another man at the party. She shook it off, feeling the sparks of desire begin in her body. 'Oh well' she thought, 'this is a one time thing. I'm not trying to steal him from his family, only give him a thrill and have one for myself.'
George put on some music, and then sat on the couch. "Would you dance for me, Mindy?" He smiled at her as she walked over to him. She began to move to the music, slowly shaking her body to the beat, as she slowly bent her knees to lower herself to just above him, facing away, letting her dress ride up, and she felt his hands, hot and demanding, begin to caress the bare skin of her thighs, and then on up onto her buttocks as her dress reached her waist. She slowly turned and then straddled him, a knee on either side of his legs, sinking onto him on the couch. Settling onto him, Mindy pressed her mouth to his again. She reached down in front of her to feel his hard cock, pressing up under the fabric of his expensive dress pants.
