Carrie ran around the house making last minute preparations for their guests. Tim had invited friends from work for drinks and she was a nervous wreck. She had put together a few snacks quickly and gotten out her best glasses. Tim had asked her to wear her short black dress with the small silver flowers through it. She was a little uncomfortable in it, it was shorter than her usual clothes, and really could pass for a nightie without the blazer. She smoothed down the dress and put the blazer back on while he dressed. This was the first time they had entertained guests.
The doorbell rang and she jumped a little. Tim came out from the bedroom and smiled at her, he knew she couldn't keep the blazer off. He went to the door, opening it he shook hands with a man a little taller then himself, dark hair, wider shoulders. He was nice looking and Carrie blushed a little at him. Carrie looked over at the woman with him, she was a little thinner than Carrie, but about the same height. Tammy's hair was very much like Carrie's, long and curly, Carrie's was a deep auburn and Tammy's blonde. She wore a velvet short skirt that showed off thin legs, and a low-cut blouse that left little to the imagination. Carrie sighed realizing that both women were over dressed compared to the men in casual button up shirts and khakis.
She shook hands with the two as Tim introduced his "lovely wife" to the "wonderful couple from work." He was Adam, from the "water bottle incident," Carrie giggled. That was a fun story he had come home with. Adam had asked a secretary to get him some lunch and sent her to the store for bottled water. She had been new and brought him back a hot water bottle instead. He had laughed so hard the poor girl cried from embarrassment. Tim introduced Adam's wife with his usual flattery, as the "hottest thing to ever come to the company." Carrie smiled, she hadn't heard any stories of Tammy before. They shook hands and moved into the living room.
Immediately the talk was office politics, so Carrie excused herself and went to the kitchen to gather the snacks. Tammy followed her, and offered to lend a hand. Carrie handed her four glasses and asked her which of the beverages she thought they might like the best. Tammy said to bring the wine, the ice bucket, and the hard liqueurs. She said that way, everyone could drink anything they wanted and Carrie would not have to be back and forth into the kitchen the whole night. They brought all the stuff into the living room and covered the coffee table and the end tables with stuff.
Adam laughed whole-heartedly while he watched the women put all the alcohol out. Smiling at Carrie, he said that he could tell whenever Tammy helped set up parties, because she always brought out everything rather than figure out what anyone wanted first. He began to tell Tim a story of a meeting where Tammy had taken in everything but the kitchen sink to prove her point. Tim laughed, and pointed out that she had not only proved her point but gotten a promotion out of that venture.
Tim sat in his chair by the love seat and Adam sat across from him on the sofa. The coffee table between the two. Carrie reached down to offer him them a drink and Tammy touched her hand lightly and whispered, "They are big boys, let them serve themselves and sit down and relax." Carrie smiled at her a little confused, and nodded. She looked over at Tim who was still talking and joking with Adam. Carrie sat in the love seat near him. Tammy handed Carrie a drink and sat across from her on the love seat. In a little time Carrie was telling Tammy all about her work on her masters in English. She told her about her writing and the few articles she had published. Her goal was hopefully to complete her PHD and maybe teach at a local college. They talked, and laughed comparing notes on professors from their colleges. Tammy kept Carrie's glass full for her and all Carrie's worries of the night being a wreck faded away. The two talked for quite awhile before realizing that the men were listening with total interest too.
Carrie blushed profusely as she saw Adam's eyes trained on her. She had been telling Tammy of the love story she had written for a smaller magazine. The story was a little graphic, and Carrie had to edit it many times. Tammy had asked what parts had been edited, and Carrie, being a tad bit tipsy, was telling her every little detail. They sat on the love seat facing each other, Carrie's one leg under her in the seat with her dress pushed down between her legs barely cover the tops of her nylons where they hooked to the garter belt. Adam's eyes on her made her self conscious and she tugged her dress down a little more, but it pulled it from her top and revealed the edge of her black strapless bra. Trying to quickly cover herself she spilled some of her drink onto the front of her dress.
Carrie giggled uncomfortably, but Tammy just smiled at her. Reaching over Tammy took a napkin from the coffee table and carefully dabbed at the spill on Carrie's dress. Carrie's face turned two more shades of red and nearly matched her hair. Tammy's eyes stared straight into Carrie's. Carrie saw her piercing blue eyes, and was entranced, a little from confusion and a little from their beauty, but she could not look away. Tammy leaned in a little more as she dabbed at the spot between Carrie's breasts. Carrie's hand reached up to take hers, forgetting the glass she still held and it spilled again down her front. Carrie gasped and shivered as the ice and cool liquids puddled between her legs. Tammy smiled and patted Carrie's arm, saying something about it being enough of that glass for Carrie.