During the drive over to the party, I found that I couldn't stop thinking about having sex with Sarah. The fact was Sarah had turned me into a pussy loving slut, and the state that I was in right now would fuck any woman who showed any interest in me. That thought scared me; if a girl hikes her dress up, I would crawl over and eat her pussy without a word spoken. I figured that the sex between Sarah and I was so good that my body was craving that pleasure again. When it runs its course, I would return to my old self again and stop acting like a slut.
I was a good girl that never slept around, but now I could see myself doing just that. I needed to get control over myself before I did anything else that was stupid. Sarah woke something inside me that I was sure would make going back to my old self impossible. When we finally arrived at our destination, Sarah gave me a tender kiss while sliding her hand inside my dress and started playing with my pussy. After she gave me another orgasm, we got out of the car and entered the building.
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The party had lots of women dressed in sexy outfits, and I saw one wearing a dress that was so transparent I could clearly see her breasts. Each woman I saw reassured me that I was no longer straight but was bisexual now. I had a hard time keeping eye contact with any of them without admiring their bodies lustfully. It was the first time that I ever checked another woman's body in a sexual matter.
I tried to stay focused and looked for my husband. Sarah whispered into my ear, "They do look good, don't they, and even better without their clothes on." She let out a seductive laugh. "I need a drink, my dear. I will see you later, and if you are up to it, I know a spot where we can have some fun on the drive back," Sarah said, giving my ass a firm squeeze underneath my dress before departing toward the bar.
I spotted Tom talking with a beautiful woman in her early 40's in a red silk dress. The dress barely covered her breasts that were a little bigger than mine. There was a slit in the side of the dress revealing one of her legs in black stockings. I wanted to see more and the treasure that was between them. Victoria's short blonde hair was in a style that I thought was really cute. I walked over to Tom and calmly tried to hide that I had the hots for his boss. He hugged me and told me that I looked beautiful. He introduced me to his boss Victoria who was even more attractive up close.
We mainly talked about the fashion business for a few minutes, and I noticed that she kept glancing down at my breasts. Tom was lost in their conversation to notice his boss was checking me out. When he saw one of his co-workers that he needed to speak with excused himself from our company. We stood there in a moment of silence before she asked me, "How about a drink?"
I gave her a sultry glance and replied, "Sure, I can use a drink."
She led me toward the bar with her hand pressing against my lower back. Before we reached the bar, I felt her hand ease over my ass as we walked. She didn't squeeze it, just let it rest there as if she was testing my reaction to it. The bartender was a cute girl with jet black hair in a ponytail, and while I was thinking about what I like to do with her. Victoria ordered, "Two Dom Pérignons, please!"
"Nice dress! Where ever did you get it?" Victoria asked while staring at the portion of my chest that wasn't covered by my dress.
The woman's eyes seemed almost wolf-like as she stared at my breasts and wanting to devour them. She placed her thumb and index finger between the fabric covering my breasts, with the middle finger slightly sticking out. When she guided her hand down, studying the material, I could feel one of her fingers as it ran down my cleavage. A rush of excitement ran down my spine that made me forget to answer her question. It made me wonder did she do that on purpose. Was she trying to seduce me, and if so, it was working. The bartender returned with our drinks, and I took a sip without taking my eyes off her.
We made small talk for a few minutes, but she never stopped touching me the whole time. She lightly caressed my ear and neck while talking about how much she liked my earrings. Victoria mostly touched my arm as we talked with soft caresses. When she started talking about Tom's promotion, her hand went to my thigh.
"Tom is doing a great job here and is up for a promotion, but so is John Miller," Victoria said as she got closer to her, and I could feel her hot breath on my face. Sliding her hand to my inner thigh underneath my dress before saying, "Maybe you can help me decide which one should get it."
"Sure! Tom is...." I began to say.
She cut me off and told me, "Not here. My office is a better place where we can talk business."
I downed the rest of my drink and followed her out of the party. The woman's hand was mere inches from my pussy, and if she had wished it, I would let her finger me at the bar. The elevator ride up was done with more small talk, but the woman's eyes told me what she really wanted to do with me. There was no mistaking that the woman wanted to fuck me, and she knew that I would let her.
My stomach was tied in knots from knowing that I would cheat on my husband with his boss. I told myself what I was about to do was for his sake, but I knew it was a lie because I just wanted to fuck her. What truly mattered to me was the hot wild sex that I was going to have with her. I know I should feel bad for being unfaithful to my husband instead of feeling good about it. The high I was on from having sex with Sarah kept me from feeling anything negative at the moment.
The door opened to a floor with only the humming sound of the air conditioner and our footsteps when we stepped out of it. She placed her hand on my back but eased it to my ass as we walked, and I pretended not to notice what she was doing. She asked me, "Have you ever did any modeling before?" I replied to her, "No, I haven't." I knew it was bullshit when she told me that I had what it takes.
