I work for a management consultant firm in the southern part of the United States. I handle key relationships with other businesses for my company. It's fairly typical of me to be invited to their company parties.
I received the invitation to a party from a good client. It was an invitation to a company Christmas party. I had attended the party the prior year. The company was a large accounting firm.
The party was formal. It was a black tie event. I remembered it from last year. This year's party was at the same place, a nice hotel downtown. For a bunch of accountants, they threw a fairly good party.
I arrived at the hotel and made my way to the party room. It was already crowded. I felt like a kid in a candy store looking around at all the women in little black dresses and heels.
"Jason, I'm glad you made it!" said Sam, who was the primary partner for the firm.
"Thanks Sam." I replied back to him. "You really know how to put on a party, thank you for inviting me."
"No problem. We have food, we have entertainment, please enjoy yourself." Sam told me.
"I most certainly will." I replied.
I walked around for a moment and realized I knew a good number of their employees. It was a little different to see them in a more formal attire, but I liked it.
"Jason." I heard a voice behind me say.
"Hey, how are you?" I replied to the woman who called for me. I remembered her face but I was not placing her name.
"Its Kelly." She stated.
"Yes, I remember." I told her even though I did not initially remember. I tried to play it off like I did.
"You remember my husband, Mark?" Kelly said as she turned to introduce him.
"Of course, how are you two doing tonight?" I said as a shook Mark's hand. I was starting to remember them from last years party.
"We are good, and you?" Mark said.
"I'm doing great. Your office always puts on a great party." I told them.
After talking with them and having a minute to think I started to remember them a little more clearly from last years party. Mark was and senior accountant and Kelly was his wife. Mark is in his mid forties and Kelly is in her late thirties. Both of them are very attractive. Kelly has a tone body. She is about 5'6" and a brunette. Mark dressed similar to me in a suit and black tie. Kelly had on a tight black dress that was knee-length. The dress was sleeveless and had a slit up one of her thighs. She had on a sexy pair of black heels with an ankle strap. A good number of the women at the party dressed up and looked good, but Kelly had that extra touch of sexy added to her look. Her dress was tight and showed off her very nice body. The slit in the dress was perfect. It was low enough not to be distracting, but high enough to have every guy there looking and wishing they could see just a little more.
I spent the next few hours walking around the room talking with the contacts I knew the company. These events are sometimes more work than entertainment.
After making sure I spoke with all the important people I needed to talk with, I sat down at a table off to the side. I watched the band and a small group of people dancing.
"Why aren't you out on the dance floor?" asked Kelly.
"Ha, I wish I were, but I think its best I just stay seated over here." I replied to her noticing she was alone standing next to me.
"Why is it best you stay seated over here?" Kelly asked.
"Well, in my experience, it is best I play it safe at these types of events. For me, this is still work. I don't want to do anything to mess up a big account." I told her.
"I understand that. I think Mark is the same way, he says he wants to show up, say hello to everyone, and then leave." Kelly said.
"Sometimes that is the way it works with these work functions. Their are those people who look at these as just an extension to their work day, and then their are those who come to party." I told her.
"Well, as a spouse, I fall in the party group. I feel like if I'm going to spend all that time getting dressed up, I want to enjoy it." Kelly said as she pulled up a chair next to me and sat down.
"I can understand that, and on behalf of myself and all the guys here tonight, thank you for spending all that time getting dressed up for tonight. It is very appreciated." I told her smiling.
"I'm glad someone appreciates it. I'm not so sure my husband does." Kelly said.
"Why do you say that?" I asked.
"I don't know. Honestly, I don't know what is going on in his mind anymore." Kelly said with a confused look on her face.
I could sense something was going on with her. I knew it wasn't the time or place to go further into it though.
"Well, look on the bright side, you are looking good tonight." I said smiling.
"Kelly, why did you just up and leave?" asked Mark as he walked up to us.
"Sorry, I got bored just standing there and listening to you talk business with your coworkers." Kelly shot back at him with an upset voice.
"You know, this is a work function for me. We talked about this. We don't have to be here too long, but we do have to stay long enough to be seen." Mark said as he pulled up a chair and sat down next to Kelly.
"I know, I know." Kelly replied.
"Are you ready to leave now?" Mark asked.
"No, we just got here." Kelly replied.
"No, we have been here over two hours. Thats long enough." Mark told her.
"Well, we can stay longer. As a matter of fact, I also got us a room here." Kelly told him.
"What? Why would you do that? We talked about this. You knew we were not planing on staying long." Mark said.
"I was hoping for a fun night tonight." Kelly told him with an angry voice.
"Well, you shouldn't have gotten a room. This is not my idea of fun." Mark said.
"Oh, I know your idea of fun." Kelly quickly replied. Mark had a confused look in response to her comment.
I was feeling uncomfortable and was about to leave and let them work it out. I felt trapped in their argument. Something about Kelly's last comment kept me from leaving. I was curious as to where this conversation was heading.
"What are you talking about?" Mark asked Kelly.
"Nothing." Kelly answered.
"Are you ready to leave?" Mark asked Kelly.
"No, I got a room and i'm spending the night." Kelly said. "Jason, would you please help me take my bag up to my room?"
"Me? Well, maybe I should let Mark help you with that." I replied unsure how to answer.
"It's a heavy bag. I need a strong man to carry them up for me." Kelly said as she grabbed my arm feeling my muscles and looking at Mark.
"Kelly, what are you doing?" Mark asked in a serious voice.
"Nothing. I'm just asking this nice strong man to help me with getting my bag to my room. I've had a few glasses of wine, the bag is heavy, and with these 'come fuck me heels' I don't want to trip and fall getting it from the car to the room." Kelly replied making sure to kick her leg out showing off her heels and leg.
Kelly's voice changed on that last response from angry to flirty. She looked at me when she responded. For a moment, it was like Mark was not even standing there. I looked at her leg and heel. Kelly's use of the words 'fuck me heels' stuck in my mind as all I could think about was fucking her in those heels. I quickly went from feeling awkward to being extremely turned on after her last statement.
"Okay, I'll help you with your bag." I replied to Kelly.
"Great, let's go get it." Kelly said as she stood up.
Kelly took off walking. She walked right past Mark who seemed stunned by Kelly's actions.
I quickly got up and followed Kelly out to her car. We got her bag out of her trunk and headed up to her room. Kelly didn't say much until we got to the elevator.
