The Christmas party was over. The last group had left, leaving four of us to do the final cleanup of the hotel ballroom. My wife, Jan and our good friends Dave and his wife Amy, had arranged the party at the hotel. It was the holiday party for the office where Dave and I worked. There had been twenty-six people having dinner and then a gift exchange and finally dancing.
It had been a long day. The four of us had been putting up decorations all afternoon. The hotel had a Christmas tree, but we had to direct them on how to arrange the tables. We put decorations on the walls and mementos for the guests on all of the tables. It was a bit of work, but it was a pleasure working with Dave and Amy. Dave is a good guy, with a wonderful sense of humor. We are about the same size. He is a couple of years older. I am in better shape than he is. I work out daily and watch my weight. Amy is almost as tall as Dave and she is thin, with small breasts, but her legs are long and well-toned. She has a fun personality, matching Dave's sense of humor. She will often surprise us with things she says. My wife Jan is better built. She is shorter and has a nice set of lungs on her, a C or D cup.
While we were decorating, my wife Jan was wearing a 'wife-beater' type t-shirt and she showed a lot of cleavage. Her nipples were showing a bit through her shirt. She wore slacks that were tight enough to emphasize her nice little ass. Dave's wife Amy was wearing just a thin bra under a long-sleeved blouse and she had shorts on as well. Amy's nipples were quite visible through her bra and shirt. She often wore very casual clothes, many times without a bra. My wife Jan would tease me about how I was 'smitten' by Amy's titties. I did like watching them jiggle under her clothing. I preferred the more substantial breasts on my wife, but I've never seen a bad set of tits.
Dave and I let the ladies climb on the chairs to place the decorations. We had a nice view of their bodies, with their cute butts right at eye-level. Jan and Amy knew what we were doing and teased us a little bit. We finished an hour before the guests were to arrive and went to the two rooms we had booked in the hotel. Our plan was to stay the night after the party. We expected to be tired and maybe drunk. We were laughing and in a good mood.
We got dressed and joined Amy and Dave for a glass or two of wine before we went down to the party. My wife Jan was wearing a bright red party dress that came to just above her knees. The top featured a lot of cleavage with thin straps over her shoulders. She showed a lot of skin from the middle of her breasts up. A necklace drew attention to her chest. Amy was in a longer dress. Her back was bare half-way down her back. The white dress came to her neck in the front and was held up by a strap around her neck. I suspected that she wasn't wearing a bra by the way her breasts wiggled.
We went down and welcomed the guests and the party began. There were twenty-four other guests, ten couples and four unaccompanied members from our office. Dinner had gone well, with typical hotel chicken. There was a gift exchange where people could trade their gift for someone's from before them. Then there was some singing and then dancing. We had a DJ for a while and there was background holiday music in the hotel.
By the time we got to the dancing, I felt a sense of relief that the party had gone well and I'm sure my wife and our friends felt the same. It had put down a bit more wine than I should have and was in an extremely good mood. We were all dancing with different people from the office. I tried to dance with every woman in attendance and came close to succeeding. I danced with Amy a few times. Jan was making the rounds on the dance floor too. She told me a couple of the guys had gotten fresh and had fondled her ass. She said the men were all trying to look down her dress to see her tits and hoping her boobs would fall out. Our boss had gotten her in a corner and had reached into her dress and cupped her one tit. She pushed away from him, laughing, but getting back to me for safety. She was full of energy and enjoyed all the attention.
As the party would down, folks gradually drifted off and went home or to their rooms in the hotel. The only ones left were Dave and Amy and me and Jan. We took down the few decorations that were left and sat for some eggnog and to relax. Music was still playing over the hotel speaker system. The track playing had mostly slow songs on it and Dave and Amy were soon dancing. All of the cleanup had been done by the hotel staff who were now gone. The doors were closed and the lights had been turned off except for a few security lights. We were staying at the hotel, so there was no hurry. It was 11:30 and we weren't tired yet, so we were dancing and joking around. I took Jan out onto the dance floor and we danced alongside Dave and Amy.
When the song we were dancing to ended, Dave and Amy came to us, and we switched partners for the next dance. We continued that way for a number of songs. We would take a drink of wine between songs and then switch partners after each song. We got to where we were dancing very closely and both Dave and I were getting in a few feels of the ladies' asses and an occasional kiss on ladies' necks and lips. Both of the women smelled wonderful and were a delight to dance with. They both were wearing their shape hugging dresses and they melted into our arms during each dance. Jan was showing her ample cleavage and her breasts swelled as she breathed heavily from dancing. Dave was getting some good views down her dress. His wife Amy, with her backless dress, was wonderful to dance with. After some initial reluctance, I soon found myself with my hand on the smooth skin of her bare back. I was getting an erection.
As background, the four of us had been friends for a couple of years. We'd gotten closer over time. We had never done anything sexual other than look and flirt. Amy would wear the briefest bikinis and halter tops. My dick would twitch when I saw her. She had tanned, beautiful legs and while her breasts were not that big, they bounced around quite a bit and were almost hypnotizing when she was flitting around without a bra. Dave had felt-up my wife Jan a couple of times. He was clearly attracted to her breasts. I convinced her to go without a bra a couple of times and her breasts were accented by any swimsuit she wore. She always showed a lot of cleavage; it was her best asset.
We sat down for another drink of wine and my wife Jan complained that her feet hurt. She took off her shoes and Amy did the same. Amy then removed her thigh-high stockings. "That feels good" she said.
Jan said, "I wish I could do that. These panty-hose are killing me."
As a gentleman, I provided a solution. I asked Jan to stand up. When she did, I reached under her dress. I took hold of Jan's panty-hose. She thought I was going to remove them; I did, but her pantyhose was entwined with her panties so I also grabbed the top of her panties and I pulled both of them down. Jan was surprised and called me a jerk when our friends saw her panties. Her pussy was now bare under her dress and she got more aroused.
We went back to dancing and after a couple of songs, still switching partners for each song, I saw Dave reach behind his wife's neck and pull the zipper on her dress down a few inches. Her dress was held up by the collar around her neck, but her back was now mostly exposed. Amy didn't react and they continued to dance. He moved his hand to her ass and slid it up underneath her dress. I saw him grasp his wife's bare cheek under her panties in the dimly lit ballroom.
During the next song, Dave did the same thing with my wife, pulling the zipper of her dress down a little. When Jan didn't react, Dave pulled the zipper down further to just below her bra. Not to be outdone, I pulled the zipper down on Amy to the top of her hips. I could see her light blue panties. She gave me a funny look that I took as acceptance of what I'd done. The wives were letting us take turns stripping them.
I next danced with Jan, I pulled the zipper on her dress down all the way to the top of her naked ass and then I unhooked her bra. I ran my hand over her bare back. Her ass crack and the curve of her soft white cheeks were exposed. I reached down and put my hand on her bare ass, running my hand over both of her buttocks and the crack between. I adored the feel of my wife's body.
She looked at me and asked, "What are we doing? I don't have anything on under this dress."
I said, "Let's give them a thrill."
She said, "You just want to feel Amy's ass."