We got to the work dinner party a little late. Both bounding into the room, gleaming for this night out. Soon after we split up as you undoubtedly went for a whisky and cigar toast with the boys.
I found a couple of ladies to chat with. I had seen them exactly one year ago at the last annual party.
It was very droll, the chatter. The only thing getting me through was the flush of my cheeks and my belly stirring.
Before we left the house you told me you'd like for me to wear my pretty pink diamond encrusted butt plug inside of me all night.
You bent me over and sunk it into me with some body safe oil we had. I didn't expect it but I was getting more and more aroused as I kept the secret from your company.
I had tall black pumps on that made my butt look like it had been lifted. Thigh high black stockings that didn't necessarily meet the hemline of the mini dress I wore. And red red lipstick.
I saw that you were coming to save me after your toast and I felt your hand quickly caress the plug as you approached me. Your finger dipped the plug in deeper with a squeeze. You made me roll onto to my tippy toes for split second and my knees trembled on the way down.
Standing, we found our way into the corner of the wall and I felt your hand guide it's way back to my bottom once again. I widened my stance while we kept conversations with the table but tried to keep a low profile. Laughing when the group laughed, making bouncing eye contact.