He called early in the week and asked her to meet him at a party, a special costume party, on Friday. He was sure she would enjoy it. Intrigued she agreed. He always knew where the most interesting parties were, although he was oddly silent about the details for this one. The following day a package arrived by courier as promised.
She opened it with eager fingers, tearing the wrapping in her haste. Revealed to her eager eyes was an unmarked metallic red box, glittering softly in the light. With her long fingers she lifted the top curious as to what lay inside for her. With the top off she spread the white paper to reveal the clothing within. A silent “Oh” formed on her lips as she picked up the clothing. This was going to be an interesting party she thought.
She held up the first piece to the light. A red corset that laced in the front and looked like it would ride low on her hips. to go with it a silk, black lace thong. There was nothing else in the box. Yes, this was going to be an interesting party she thought. She almost ran to her bedroom, eager to try the ensemble on. As usual, it fit her perfectly. The corset thrust her high-pointed breasts up in dramatic fashion and the thong showed off her nicely rounded ass. With a pair of high heels she would look magnificent.
Unconsciously she ran her hands up and down her body relishing the feel of the silk against her skin. Wriggling her body in delight she fell back on to her bed thinking about how much fun this party was going to be. Slowly she began to rub her sensitive pussy with one hand while the other teased a hardening nipple through the silk. She hadn’t realized how aroused she was, her hand moving hard and fast across her prominent mound. Soon it slipped underneath the black silk throng now soaked with her juices. First one and then a second finger slipped into her pussy running in and out in frantic haste. She was so close then she was cumming, without warning, her passionate cries filling the room as her body bucked against her hand. She relaxed on the bed the wonderful smell of sex filling the room, her mind drifting through the pleasant after haze of a hard orgasm. Friday seemed like a lifetime away.
She worked hard to keep busy working on her paintings and in her garden. Friday arrived before she knew it. She spent the day preparing and pampering her self. At the appointed time he knocked on the door and she greeted him. His eyes twinkling as he gazed at her oiled body in the light. Her breasts thrust up high by the corset and she twirled around to show off her ass. He smiled “I see one of us is ready for the party.”
“Only one of us?”
“Well maybe both of us are ready. What do you think” With that he opened his coat. He was wearing a pair of red silk pajama shorts and a matching silk top. “Not as dramatic as yours but it will do.” He said.
She ran her hands up and down his chest and over the wonderful bulge between his legs. “I think you look ravishing.” She could feel him start to swell beneath her hand.
He took her hands gently in his, “Let’s not get this party started to early,” he whispered in her ear. He handed her a coat and opened the door to the car for her. They were off quickly and arrived at the same time with a number of others. Their coats were taken at the door and they stepped inside. From the door a ramp had been setup like a fashion runway and the early arrivals were gathered around watching as the newcomers walked down it. Cheers greeted her as she smiled and pirouetted her way down the ramp. She was trembling with excitement when she reached the bottom where the crowd was gathered. She felt more than one hand caress her nearly bare buttocks as she made her way through the crowd and into the backyard.
Music filled the air and immediately someone grabbed her and took her to the dance floor that had been built. She made no resistance and was soon dancing across the floor with who ever was nearby, both men and women. The scent of aroused men and women filled the air on the dance floor. Hands caressed her body as she danced and sometimes her partners would grind themselves against so hard she thought she would cum on the spot. Her nipples were so hard they almost hurt and she could feel how wet she was becoming.
During the few breaks she took from the dance floor she noticed that more than a few couples were disappearing into the dark corners of the yard. She watched as discreetly as she could. Feeling her self grow wet, straining to hear the soft moans of their passion. Some couples were not as bashful and she surreptitiously watched as hard cocks pounded into upturned pussies or open mouths. Her own fires were raging and she ached to be filled. Just as she was thinking were he had gotten to he appeared beside her.
“Would the lady care to dance?” he asked.
