I am a third year lawyer with a big firm in Dallas. Each year there is a large Halloween Party at the firm and everybody gets really dressed up for it. It has been a tradition for some of the senior partners to ask one of the younger lawyers and their wife to join them in going as a group of characters out of some movie. This year the theme was the Wizard of Oz characters. I had been told that whoever is asked to be in the group with the partners at Halloween is usually asked to become a partner at the end of the year. To my surprise, my wife Misti and I were asked, by Doug and Don, the most senior partners. I went home excited and explained to my wife how important this invitation was to my career. Misti was very excited about the news. A week before the Friday night party, Doug brought me the costumes. I was the Tinman, and Misti was obviously going to be Dorothy.
Two days before the party, Don came by, apologizing profusely as I was going to be send out of town tomorrow for some important depositions on this case we were working on. He said they would get someone to fill in for me, but said it would be great if Misti still went. He said he would pick her up and make sure she got home safe. Not wanting to possibly ruin my chance at partner, I went home to pack and explained to Misti that it was important that she still went. She was upset, be agreed to go. After all, I told her, she would know a number of other people there so it would not be too awkward.
I arrived home Saturday afternoon. The party had been the night before. Misti said they had a great time and it had been a very fun party. She said that Doug, Don and someone named Tim, had been perfect gentlemen, and they had taken really good care of her. She went on to say that all of them had confided in her that I would be making partner. I was very relieved. At the Christmas party later that year, sure enough, I was asked to be partner. Everything had worked out.
The following spring, while Misti was out shopping with some friends, I was busy cleaning out our closet. Moving a stack of her sweaters, I found a videotape under the pile. Curious, I put the tape in our VCR and sat down on the bed to see what was on it.
On the screen was a large well-lighted room that was obviously a hotel room. Through the door walks Misti, dressed as Dorothy, between the Lion and Scarecrow. Following was the Tinman. I instantly knew this must be a tape of the Halloween Party. All of the costumes were great. I knew Tim was the Tinman but I could not tell who was the Lion or Scarecrow, Doug or Don. They were all laughing and giggling. It was apparent that Misti was a little bit drunk.
The camera followed them around the room, and they sat Misti on the bed. The Lion asked Misti if she knew how important being asked to the Halloween Party was.
She happy replied, "Yes, it means my husband will be asked to be partner."
"Exactly," the Lion answered, "and you would not want to do anthing that would hurt his chances would you?"
"Most certainly not", replied Dorothy.
The Scarecrow handed Misti a box, and instructed her to go to the bathroom and change. Puzzled, Misti took the box and headed for the bathroom. After the door closed, the men started to talk in low voices.
"This is gonna be great" the Scarecrow said.
"Do you see the tight body on her?" asked the Lion.
"Man am I gonna hammer her" stated the Tinman.
My heart sank while my mind raced. What were they going to do to my young wife, and why had she not said anything to me when I arrived home?
The tape ended, and than started again. The bathroom door opened, and out stepped Misti. Her Dorothy costume she had worn to the party was a very conservative white and blue checked dress that came down below her knees, white socks and flat red shoes. Now she had her light brown hair in pigtails with red ribbons, a white cotton half shirt which barely covered her small firm breasts, a white and blue checked skirt with matching shoulder straps that came down mid thigh, white thigh high stockings, and red high heeled slippers.
Her embarrassment was clear as she tugged on her short skirt with one hand and covered her bare midriff with the other hand. She slowly walked over to the foot of the bed. The Lion told her not to be embarrassed, that she looked great, and handed her a drink. She nevously gulped the drink down. They all offered words of encouragement to her, and she started to loosen up as they continued to tell her how hot she looked.
Misti asked if they really meant it.
"Oh yes" they all replied.
The Scarecrow than told her to let them see how she looked in her new Dorothy outfit. He started to give her instructions like, face the bed, spread you feet a little further apart, put your hands on your hips. I could hear cameras clicking as she did as she was told.
While I have never known Misti to have any exhibitionist tendencies, she is very submissive when it comes to our love making. I realized she probable was getting off on being ordered about.
The Scarecrow than told Misti, referring to her as Dorothy, to face the bed and bend forward a little at the waist. When she hesitated, he reminded her that my promotion was on the line. She turned and bent forward. He told her to bend some more, which she did. As she bent over, her short skirt rode up, and from underneath, out peeked the red thong she was wearing.
