It is a Saturday night and we have a party to attend. One of those politically correct things that you really don’t WANT to go to, but feel like it is a good idea. I know that I wanted to skip it because I wanted you all alone and naked tonight, but we don’t always get the things we want. I dress in an outfit that is between professional and nice and smutty. Don’t want to give our hosts the wrong impression but want to give you a reason to call it an early night too.
A decent length skirt with a top that shows off cleavage is my evening attire. I figure if you have them, you may as well flaunt them.
I can tell by your smile as I come into the living room to go, that you approve of my selection. You hug me and lean down to kiss my cleavage. I laugh and tell you that is one heck of a greeting. You hand slides up my leg under my skirt and I tell you that unless you want to miss this party, you better remove your hand because I will take what I want from you. You smile and we head to the door.
We get to the party and it is an interesting mix of people. There are many very pretty females, wearing sexy clothing. We both enjoy this since it is fun to watch. The evening starts out slow but quickly turns fun with adult beverages for all attendees. I notice that quite a few of the women are eye balling you and trying to get you when I am not close. This amuses me since the fact that they are hot for you turns me on. I suppose they have no way of knowing this.
I enjoy watching them jockey for your attention while trying not to get mine at the same time. I also enjoy the looks you give me, knowing that I am catching it all as I pretend to miss things. You know how wet I am just by the atmosphere.
You get up to go to the restroom and quickly kiss me as you leave the room. I watch you walk away and see a woman that has been paying close attention to you notice that I am not close to you for a moment. She watches I pretend to go about my business, oblivious to the fact that she is ready to make a move. She very carefully moves out of the group she is talking to and starts to head in the direction she saw you go to. As she does, I am thinking to myself that she needs to remove that clip from her hair. She has her hair pulled up on top of her head but I can tell that she has nice long hair. She has no clue how much you enjoy long hair but I do.
As I think this in my head, I see her reach up and remove the clip from her hair. Shaking it out around her shoulders and showing just how long it really is. “Good Girl” I think to myself. She must’ve heard my thoughts across the room. This is going to be fun if she and I are in tuned to one another like that. I am lucky enough to be very closely in tune with you and that makes for an interesting three way situation.
I move slightly, still trying to stay in my conversation but trying to get a view of the bathroom door where she is headed. It is a little dark in the hallway so difficult to see what exactly she is doing but I know she is by the door. I wonder what her plan is as I watch it unfold. The door opens, and the light from the bathroom lights my view.
I see her look surprised at first with the door in her hand. Her expression then goes to a smile and obvious approval and excitement. She stops her retreat from the room and enters. She looks down the hallway toward the party as she steps inside and closes the door behind her. It is almost as if she is trying to tell if I noticed her step into the bathroom with you and shut the door.
I smile and make those I am standing with wonder what I am looking at. The hallway is dark again and although they look in the direction that I am obviously so intrigued by, they see nothing. I do my best to get back into the conversation but am incredibly distracted in my mind. I know exactly what that woman was up to and it makes me extremely wet knowing that she wants you. I stay in the conversation I am in for at least five more minutes. I keep watching to see if anyone attempts the bathroom door because I know that it is probably still unlocked. “Are you okay?” Someone asks me. This is my cue to excuse myself to the ladies room.
I walk to the doorway slowly, down the dark hallway and reach for the door handle. Turning it slowly, I find that I am correct and it is not locked. I quickly open it as if I were entering it expecting it to be empty. As I step into the room, you are leaned up against the vanity. The woman that walked in on you is on her knees with your nice hard cock in front of her. You are both looking at the door to see who the intruder is and it is obvious that your cock was in her mouth due to it glistening from her wet mouth. She looks very surprised and starts to get up afraid that she is busted. I can see that you merely get harder when you realize that I am the one that walked in.