Hello again those that are still with me. I'm hoping that these short little chapters will keep you dogging me for details. If you're reading a loving wife story I can only imagine what you are hoping I'll tell you about next, but be patient, I may be a dirty girl, but I've got some class. I'm Jessica, you can call me Jess. For those of you that don't picture me while scrolling with your only free hand yet, I'm just over five feet tall, and slim 115 pounds and that includes firm c-cups, either 34 or 36 depending on whether I want comfortable support or tight presentation. My husbands favorite part is my ass though, it's round and firm.
I watched James, my husband's boss walk off the dance floor and out of the room folding my dress as he did so. I don't think that anyone knows what naked feels like until they are in that state in a room full of people. When I say full, I mean there had to be close to thirty. Everyone stopped and stared as the music continued playing from several unobtrusive speakers. A moment passed and James returned without the dress.
"Everyone." James announced drawing attention away from me. "This is Jessica, Rob from customer support's wife. She is only here to be adventurous until Rob returns downstairs in about a half hour. So please single men, she would love to dance, but be good. We intend for lovely Jessica and her husband Rob to leave here tonight with their marriage intact."
All attention returned to me and a few people said hello, and introduced themselves. Almost all were my husbands colleagues and their husbands or wives. One woman told me that I was very lovely. I myself was speechless and after the introductions James came over. Everyone continued to look at me and ogle smiling approvingly.
"I gave your dress to the valet, he'll see that it gets safely to your car." James said and as he spoke he ran a finger across one of my nipples. Both were standing at full attention. I moaned softly, sensing that if I began to breath heavy I would probably hyperventilate. "I'm now faced with a dilemma." James continued gently lifting my breast and feeling its weight. "Do I go upstairs and get your husband out of the sales call explaining that you got very excited waiting for him?" James moved to the other breast. "Or...Do I go upstairs hand him another drink, and talk to him until he finishes it before suggesting that you and he should probably stay here. As he has had too much to drink, and I don't think you're in any condition to drive."
"I..." I tried to speak, but found myself speechless as James caressed my nipple sending sensations through me.
"I could also insure that your husband is upstairs for another hour or two?" James said looking into my eyes. I could feel myself breaking. There was a huge part of me that just wanted to go home and apologize to my husband and hope he would still fuck me. (otherwise I would have to relieve myself) Then there was the part of me that seemed to have control, the part that wanted to do whatever James said, to see what he would do to me. It was this part of me that was now standing naked in a room full of well dressed people.
James slid his hand across my belly and stroked my pubic hair. I reflexively stuck my hips out a little in case he wanted more. He slid his finger down between my lips. It slid VERY easily and he held it up to me. I could see the glistening sheen on it.
"I think that your husband might just be a while." James whispered to me. I closed my eyes, partially in relief, partially at having been betrayed by my own desires and body. James turned and headed for the stairs. A moment later a face that I recognized from my little dress raising in the kitchen asked me to dance. I nodded and he took me by the hips and pulled me close.
I could feel the bulge of his erection pressing against my bare pelvis as he began to fondle my breast with one hand while firmly planting the other on my ass and using it to press me against his erection. I couldn't help it I began to press against him on my own. My breath grew ragged, and I could feel my bare clitoris against the fabric of his slacks. I was working myself towards an orgasm.
"I want to fuck you so bad." He whispered in my ear. I shut my eyes again not wanting to hear him or see him as I reached the point of no return and came. He knew without a doubt what had just happened. "My turn I think." He whispered confidently and began to lead me towards the study. I allowed myself to be led at this point I had given in to whatever was going to happen. Then mere feet from the door the butler stopped me.