Exposed and Exploited
I'm still pissed at my husband over what he permitted to happen to me that night. On the other hand, I fulfilled some of my wildest sexual fantasies, so I have partially forgiven him.
We were at a party for the office where I worked. It was summer time and we were at the boss's house. My husband John was with me. He didn't know the people I worked with very well and, being an introvert, was not good at parties. He socialized a bit, then found a TV with a football game that he could watch.
There were about twenty-five people attending. My boss, Ed McKay was there along with his wife Ariel. I was one of the few women in our office. A few of the guys I worked with were there too, Buzz, Hiram, Jay and Devon. They were all single or divorced/separated. They had made the usual passes at me and I had teased them a little. They were actually nice guys and I liked their company while we worked.
I wore a nice party dress, blue with sparkles. The dress stopped at mid-thigh and the top showed a lot of cleavage. There were two thin straps over the shoulders with a strapless bra underneath. I looked good and I saw the men ogling me, including my four co-workers. They'd never seen me dressed up so nicely.
John likes it when I dress sexy. He likes to see other men leer at me and try to pick me up. We've shared fantasies about such things and read erotic stories as part of our sex play.
The party was a success and I was having a good time, but I overindulged and was quite buzzed as the evening went on. I found myself on the patio with two of the men I mentioned, Buzz and Jay, sharing a joint. Mr. McKay wasn't aware of it, I don't think. We were giggling and they were making suggestive remarks about my attire and what they'd like to do with me. I mostly ignored them, but made a number of clever remarks about how they couldn't handle what I had and such. Hiram and Devon joined us and we were all pretty messed up as the party began to wind down.
John was talking to one of the senior managers about football and watching a game on TV in the downstairs rec room.
I got up and talked to many of the people, most of whom were leaving. My boss, Mr. McKay was saying goodnight to some departing guests and he casually included me as we walked out to their car in the driveway. We said goodbye and were walking back to the house from the driveway.
I was surprised when my boss suddenly took me by the hand and led me into the garage, not returning to the house the way we had come. Then, without warning, he kissed me. I was leaning back against one of his cars. He had never come onto me at work or shown any sexual interest in me. I was flattered; what woman wouldn't be when a very successful man found her attractive.
He said, "I just had to do that. You look so nice in that dress."
I kind of giggled, not sure how to react, being a married woman and an employee and all.
He kissed me again and I didn't resist. In fact, I found myself returning his kiss. His mouth tasted wonderful and I was overcome by the boss being interested in me. He was a very successful businessman and had was somewhat in awe of him at work. I allowed him to continue and soon he had his hand down the front of my dress and had bared one of my breasts. Having his hand on my boob, fondling my stiff nipple was extremely erotic. His leg was pressing between mine and his other hand was groping my ass through my dress. His hard prick was pressing against my belly.
I was yielding to him when someone opened the door and came out into the garage. We quickly broke apart. I put my tit away.
He whispered, "Later." And left me there, flustered. My head was spinning.
I quickly had another glass of wine, adding to my muddled and confused state of mind. I was having a good time, but I needed to sit down and relax.
I went down in the basement where my husband had been watching football. The game was over and someone had found a porn channel on the TV and had started a movie. It had already started, so I didn't catch the plot, if there was one. I like to watch a little porn now and then and, in my condition, I was mellow enough to settle on the couch and watch. The four men I mentioned, Hiram, Jay, Buzz and Devon, were gathered around the TV; we watched some pretty explicit scenes. I was aroused, I admit, but I was more drowsy than anything.
Most of the people had left, so it was just the few of us in the dimly lit basement. I was bored by the movie and dozed off, leaning back on the corner of the couch against the arm rest.
I don't know how long I was out and was in a foggy state when I awakened. I realized that someone was touching me. I didn't move, I just stayed in my semi-sleep stage, stoned and half awake.
I realized that who-ever-it-was had lifted my dress; my legs were uncovered up to the top of my thighs, providing a nice upskirt view. It was dark, so I couldn't tell who was where, but one of the guys was lifting my skirt and exposing my panties. I was sitting, but leaning back, with my legs spread a bit. I knew they could see quite a bit.
Then, when I shifted a bit, I realized that someone had unzipped my dress in the back. I wanted to object, but was too dazed to say anything. I also realized that someone had unclipped my strapless bra. It felt good to be out of the bra, but I realized that one of the shoulder straps of my dress had fallen down a bit and was halfway down my upper arm. Most of my left breast was exposed. I was too out of it to care.
I peeked bit to see who was there. Buzz was sitting on the floor by the center the couch beside my feet. He apparently was the one lifting my dress. He had a perfect view, right up between my thighs. I had worn sexy black panties. I was sure he could see them with the way my legs were parted.
Devon, was beside the arm of the couch near my head. He probably had undone the zipper on my dress and undone my bra.
