"Bobby asked me to wear something sexy for the party...can you help me choose?"
Vanessa's Christmas party was tomorrow night. I was invited but apparently her boss Bobby was instructing my girlfriend on her attire. It hadn't always been easy to accept that my girlfriend was a slut, but it definitely turned me on. Vanessa was extremely aware of the effect it had on me.
"You'd like that wouldn't you? To pick a hot outfit for me that all the guys at the party will see me in?"
I looked down at my feet. While I was indeed turned on by Vanessa's slutty behavior...and even the humiliation I felt knowing other men had been enjoying my girlfriend, it wasn't easy to say these things out loud.
Vanessa slipped off the sun dress she was wearing and stood before me in panties and a bra, "Maybe you choose a skirt short enough that they can see my panties when I twirl on the dance floor? They can all imagine putting their hands on your girlfriend?"
Vanssea could see the erection that had formed under my sweat shorts, but I remained quiet.
She put her hand on my cheek, "Now, I don't want you pouting or acting up in front of my work colleagues." she said sternly, but with a sweet smile. "Tell me you're excited to dress me up so Bobby and the guys will get to enjoy your hot girlfriend."
I blushed brightly, but reassured her I was indeed excited. And I was, although I was honestly quite nervous as well. It was one thing to know my girlfriend had...fucked several of her colleagues who would be at the party. It was another to meet them with her, not knowing if even the ones who hadn't fucked her knew that knew my girlfriend had cucked me with several of them. I wasn't even sure if she had continued her adventures...had any of them fucked her since she admitted her past? I hadn't told her not to. Was it possible that...she might even offer herself up to one of the guys at the party? The thought made me light headed...and made my cock even harder.
Vanessa rejected the first skirt I chose as too conservative and settled on a red micro skirt and tight white top. She told me to find her red panties and bra to go with it, then decided not to wear a bra at all when it showed through. She looked incredibly sexy and I kissed her neck and put my hand up her little skirt.
"Oh, not now." she said. "I don't want to get tired before our big night."
She saw my look of disappointment. "See, now you're pouting." I put on a fake smile and she asked, "Do you want to hear one more adventure while you take care of yourself?"
I nodded. Of course I wanted to fuck her, but this seemed to be the best offer I was going to get.
"Are you sure you want to hear it?" she teased. I nodded more eagerly but she pushed, "Tell me, tell me you love hearing what a slut your girlfriend is." She was making me so horny I assured her I desperately wanted to hear and she giggled.
"Well, remember how I told you that Bobby and his cousin Ted spanked me and," she paused and put on a shy look, "and...took turns...fucking me?"