Good day everyone, this teaser is to be part one of something more to come. My name is Jessica, but most folks call me Jess. I'm a squeeze over five feet, with firm C-cups and a slim waist. below the waist, I have a nice round ass framed by shapely hips. My hair is almost shoulder length and kind of straight with a bit of bounce to it. Oh yes, and at my husband's request I hadn't worn panties under the short backless black dress that night.
We left for the party in the mood to have a little fun and get real hot, then we were going to leave, go home and fuck. It was a formal holiday party at his bosses estate. Anyway we got there had a quick drink and started dancing and mingling. After another drink my husband asked if not wearing panties was getting me hot, which it was. So he said, he was going to have one more dance then we could leave and go home. I kissed him deeply to give my assent.
After the dance my husband went to say his good-byes, and I decided to have one for the road. As I stood beside the bar my husband's boss approached me.
"Hi, Jessica are you enjoying the party?" He asked looking me over, then turning to take in the dozens of people mingling throughout the large formal living room. The bar was set up in the corner and there was some soft music and dancing right in front of us. "May I steal a dance with a lovely lady?" He was dapper and charming. and I agreed, figuring it was only polite to dance with the host. He was wearing a tasteful dark gray suit and his dark hair had only the slightest hint of gray at the sideburns. He had what I can only describe as a very comfortable air about him.
He held me respectfully above the waist as we slowly stepped around to the soft music. His index finger lightly rested on bare skin where my dress became backless, the sensation combined with my already aroused state was making me a little heady.
"You know your husband had to take an unfortunate sales call, and he is liable to be upstairs for a little over an hour." James, my husband's boss said. "He asked me to come down and let you know."
"Oh." I said stupidly. He HAD been taking kind of a while.
"Truth be told, I kind of arranged it." James said. I looked at him questioningly and he continued. "I couldn't help, but overhear that you weren't wearing panties." He whispered. Mortified my face surely must have turned as red as the panties I had almost worn. "Then I noticed that you are wearing a short dress, and I must confess being a voyeur and a philandering philanthropist, I had to help you out."
"Help me out?" I asked barely able to put together a full sentence.
"Yes, let me explain. You came to the party lightly exposed as something of a thrill right." I nodded wondering where he was going with this. "Well I, as a wealthy single man engage in a lot of different sexual practices with a wide group of people. As my friends many of these people are here tonight. There is a fine, but distinct line between a thrill and an amazing experience." His hand lightly caressed where my panty line should have been, but wasn't, as he danced me off the dance floor. He talked as he walked into the less crowded kitchen. Here only a dozen or so people mingled.
