Missy's question hung in the air.
My first reaction was to panic. Had anyone else heard her?
We were in a room crowded with people drinking Jim's booze and eating his food, and they were chattering like people who were having a good time on someone else's dime. A quick glance around didn't reveal anyone paying attention to me, though I'm sure there were eyes on the tall blonde with the enormous rack in the tight black dress.
My next reaction was to lie.
"I don't know what you are talking about," I said, trying to sound authoritative.
Missy looked at me for a moment. I could tell she didn't believe me.
"Listen, this isn't going to work out very well if you lie to me," she said.
As I opened my mouth to double down on my lie, someone called Missy's name from across the room. She lifted her hand and waved an acknowledgement, causing her boobs — which were in my face — to heave. I couldn't help but stare.
Her attention snapped back to me.
"We'll talk later. You need to decide right now if you are going to continue to lie to me or not."
And with that, she was gone.
A few minutes later, Jim approached me as I stood on the edge of the crowd.
"I'm going to walk over toward my wife," he said. "When I get there, call my phone."
I did as instructed, stepping into a corner of the room to make my call.
"Les, buddy, what's going on?" Jim said when he answered.
"Umm. This is Will. You told me to call."
"Hang on Les, I can't hear you. Let me step outside."
I could see Jim walk through a set of doors and exit the room.
"Will, I want you to wait 5 minutes, then go out the doors opposite of where I went out," Jim said. "follow that hallway and make a left at the junction. There's s storage room about halfway down that second hallway."
I hung up the phone and tried to estimate the five minutes.
When I reached the storage room, it was unlocked. I let myself in, to find Jim sitting in one of the venue's extra chairs, his pants around his ankles.
He was stroking his cock, which was already wet with precum.
"We don't have much time, so I started without you," he said.
"That's OK," I said as I watched him.
"So, are you wearing panties tonight?" he asked. "I didn't call to request them because I didn't know if we would get a chance to play."
I unzipped my pants to reveal a white lace thong.
"You little slut," he said, a big smile breaking across his face.
I left my pants undone as I dropped to my knees between his. My dick was stiffening, and I could feel the precum starting to leak onto the lace.
As my knees hit the floor, Missy's words flashed through my mind. But I pushed them away. What good would it do to worry about it now, with this big, hard dick in my face?
I pushed Jim's hand away and replaced it with my own. This wasn't going to be a blowjob as much as it was a handjob with my lips around the head of his cock. He wanted to come and I wanted to eat his cum.
Jim groaned as I pumped his dick.
"Oh, yeah. That's it. Make me shoot."
I moaned around his cock.
"Tell me you want it," he said. "Tell me you came here tonight to suck my dick."
I moaned again. I knew he was close and I wasn't taking my mouth off his hard dick.
Jim's shaft swelled and I heard his breath catch in his throat. His hand found the back of my head and pushed me down on his shaft until my lips touched my fist at the base of his cock.
"Yeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh," he moaned quietly as his filled my mouth with his seed. I swallowed, a small shiver running through my body as his thick cum slid down my throat.
Jim quickly recovered, and I backed up to give him room. He stood and tucked his still slick cock away and zipped up.
"Wait here a few minutes and then go back in the way you came. And, if I haven't told you, thanks for coming tonight."
"No, thank you for coming tonight," I said.
After he slipped out of the room, I contemplated jerking off right there. I could still taste him in my mouth and our "quickie" had me ramped up. But just as I started to touch my dick through my panties, a member of the wait staff walked by on the other side of the door. I didn't hear him until he yelled at a colleague down the hall and it startled me, breaking the mood.
I did as Jim had instructed and rejoined the part just as he was wrapping up a toast to everyone that had made his business grow. Jen stood on one side of him, while Missy was on the other.
I grabbed a glass of champaign from a waiter and joined in, replacing the taste of Jim's load with the bubbly.
Not long after, as the party started to wind down, I found myself sitting at a table with Jen and Missy. They were giggling when I walked up and they invited me to sit down. We talked, mostly gossip about the others at the party, as the crowd began to dwindle.
"Will, do me a favor and walk Missy to her car, will you?" Jen asked. "I know this is a good neighborhood, but it just doesn't feel right sending a beautiful woman in a tight dress off by herself into the night."
Of course, I agreed.
There were two unopened bottles of wine on the table and Jen insisted we take them.
I followed Missy outside, managing to pay attention to where I was going almost as much as I watched her wide ass sway in that tight dress.
Outside, Missy took my arm and I escorted her the half-block to the garage where we'd both parked. Her car was on the second level, mine on the third.
