'Well that was unexpected...' she said, as she was pushed against the wall. It was true, of all the outcomes of tonight, Nikki really hadn't expected that. This sort of thing doesn't happen in real life, she thought, only in porn or the jaded minds of some Nuts magazine hacks. But then again, porn had to get its inspiration somewhere...
'hmmm' Nikki mused to herself, as she stood laying out potential outfits for the night. She had a choice between three, two of which she'd worn before. The other she'd bought for the Christmas night out, would it lose some of its spark if she wore it before then? She wondered for all of twenty seconds, before remembering who's birthday it was tonight, and then there really was no choice. New dress it would be. Underwear didn't require nearly as much thought, she'd already selected a tiny black g-string and matching black bra. She stood to admire herself in the mirror as she cupped her 38E breasts, idly wondering whose hands could be cupping them later on. She knew there were some hot guys going, and while she never fucked on a first date, there was no harm in showing off two of her favourite features. She had a saying, 'with great breasts comes great responsibility' and that responsibility was to give every guy who looked an immediate throb in their trousers. She sat down to brush her freshly-dyed flame-red hair as it tumbled to her shoulders, checking herself out in the mirror and being very pleased with the results.
Her phone chirped into life by her bedside, the alarm going off reminding her she was running late, and the stack of texts that had built up while she dressed reminding her how good a night it was going to be. 'Cant wait to see you!' read one, 'I'm so glad you're going' read another, and 'did you bring the football?' read one, that had obviously been miss-sent.
She did a quick double take at the latest one. 'I'm sitting on my bed about to cum...' Another miss-sent? A quick look at the sender answered that right off. Jessica Strand.
'LOL Strandy I think you meant that for someone else...J' she sent back, giggling as she did so, partly imagining Jessica's embarrassment that a text so obviously meant for her boyfriend had gone astray, but at the same time very aware that the thought of Jessica Strand sitting giving herself a run-through on her bed was tempting her to drop her painstakingly selected ensemble, and start rubbing her clit then and there. But there was no time for that, she had a taxi waiting, and she's cum over that thought so many times that one more or less wouldn't make a difference...no reply to her text back.
She arrived at the party just as it moved into gear, the music pumping as the assembled company of Jessica's best friends and work colleagues all crowded round to welcome the newcomer. Nikki spotted several staring at her chest and smirked in satisfaction, the dress had definitely been the right choice. Looking around there some good looking guys too, and Sally's brother was there, the one all the girls wanted a turn with. 'hmmm' she thought, 'could I break the rule for him tonight?' she was very aware that the wetness she felt between her legs had only increased since she caught the taxi, and rules were meant to be broken. Plus whoever pulled Sally's brother would be Queen of the Water Cooler come Monday. She strode to the bar for a drink, just about to order when she was urgently tapped from behind.
'You MADE IT!' came the yelp, as Kellie launched herself for a hug. Kellie was the youngest girl in the branch, and always seemed either ultra-quiet or ultra-loud. Leaning back from the hug it was obvious what her choice for the evening was. Kellie had come to the Bank straight out of school, and her and Jessica had been firm friends since Jessica started at the branch. Yet their mentor/student relationship was reversed from the first night out they'd gone on together. Clutching virtually identical handbags Kellie had hoped they'd both meet perfect boyfriends that night, have perfect dates, and then maybe someday have matching wedding dresses. But all night long, she'd been sidelined in favor of her glamorous companion. Guy after guy came up to check out Jessica, try for a cheeky pinch of her perfect arse, try and say something that would convince her to dance. And the only guy that spoke to Kellie had been trying to get her friends number. Kellie knew she wasn't ugly, she made every effort so that her blonde bob was always perfect, and wore tight tops that displayed her generous teenage 34C proportions. When she smiled and meant it her face seemed to shine, and several of the losers she'd turned down had been quite complimentary of her smile. But somehow it never came together when she wanted.
She betrayed none of the envy and embarrassment of that night tonight however, as she leant back from hugging Nikki. Nikki had become her new best friend since she came to the branch, someone who was funny and popular, and who could be trusted to hang-out with her mates when they were out, not run off with the first guy who came walking up. 'Wow you look AMAZING!' she said, as she looked Nikki up and down, ruefully taking in her curves and wishing, not for the first time, that she could fill a dress like that. All the guys she seemed to attract were losers she wouldn't be seen dead with, or who just wanted to fuck her and then dump her. But she could see the guys in the room looking over with hungry eyes, and if they were looking at Nikki they could be looking at her too. 'Come on lets DANCE!' she shouted, tugging at Nikki's arm and leading her to the dance floor, looking round to see who was watching the little blonde elfin girl and the saucy-looking redhead hit the dance floor.