Chain Store District Christmas Party
While there was actually a district Christmas party the genesis of this story ends after I wake up and approach my wife, we'll call her Elizabeth, actually Elizabeth Joy, but almost everyone calls her Liz. This is the inspiration for this story which is liberally sprinkled with some fact and a load of fiction.
Liz came home during the weekend after Thanksgiving and informed me that the district was to hold a Christmas party on the Friday night of the weekend prior to Christmas. All store managers were expected to attend and spouses were invited. She said, "Carl, I want you to come along for the party, please." She knew I hated work-related functions and tried every way possible to get out of them.
"Can't I be sick that night or out of town?"
"No, because Greg knows you're on permanent disability so you can't be out of town. Plus your favorite assistant manager will be there."
"Barb's going to the party?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact, we'll pick her up at the store parking lot and go from there."
"Well...I guess it won't be all bad then." Barb is this extremely outgoing young woman with blonde hair, a constant smile and always, I mean always making suggestive remarks. On the few occasions I've been to Liz's store she has really laid on the comments and a couple times leaned in and rubbed her breasts against my chest as she gave me a peck on the cheek. She grabbed my ass one time and then giggled.
Barb's in her mid-twenties, so about twenty years our junior. Liz is two years and four months younger than I and she doesn't look near her forty-three years. Her face doesn't have wrinkles except for a couple tiny smile lines at the corners of her eyes. Her eyes change color with the contacts she wears, either a blue or a green. Her brown hair falls straight over her shoulders and is just long enough to reach the bottom of her shoulder blades and if she's walking around topless it can hide her nipples with a couple inches to spare. She takes dance classes: jazz, tap and ballet so she's in good shape and limber, her waist is small and her hips flare after our two kids. Her breasts are very noticeable, at a 34D and hanging just a bit after nursing both kids. She turns heads when we go out especially if she's wearing something a bit clingy.
The Thursday night before the party Liz came home from work and said, "Well, the district manager was in today and he asked if you were coming to the party with me. I told him yes, you were."
I grimaced and said, "Fine, I'll go."
"Thank you. You'll wear a pair of dress pants and a button-down shirt of some sort. No need of a tie or jacket. I'm wearing a dress and so is Barb."
I blew out a breath of resignation and said, "Okay, okay I already said I'm going." Liz moved up next to me and said, "Thank you Carl. Greg was a bit insistent that you come, he wants to meet you. After the kids are asleep I'm going to reward you in advance for this" as she rubbed my crotch. It had been more than a week since the last time we had played and I was ready immediately.
"That's the kind of agreement I like from you Carl" as she rubbed with some force and vigor. "Tonight you will make me happy. Then you can suffer through the party tomorrow night." I had no idea how prophetic those words would be...but I think Liz knew.
Liz came home at 4 on Friday and showered, did her hair and said we were leaving at 6 to get Barb. She put on a party dress, not too short at just a bit below mid-thigh but the most interesting feature was the full-length zipper right down the middle to the bottom hem. She stood in front of me with black lace panties. Her nipples were pushing out as as she asked, "Carl, would you zip me up please? I can't reach the bottom of the zipper too easily." I noticed her nipples were obvious under the very thin material of the dress.
My cock was hard looking at her and I replied, "I've never seen the panties or this dress before."
"I bought it at the mall in Lord and Taylor last week on the way home one day. The panties came from Victoria's Secret. I wanted to surprise you. Do you like it?"
"I better bring a bat to the party."
"A bat" with a quizzical look, "What do you need a bat for?"
"To keep all the guys away from you...you look amazing. And I like the lace underwear as well, that's new too isn't it?"
"Yes it is. Well you got your reward last night after you agreed to come to the party tonight. Maybe you can get another reward tomorrow morning before I go to work." We left at 5:30 and Barb was waiting in her car. I got out of the front passenger seat and into the back seat as Barb took my place. "Hi Liz....Carl are we going to have some fun tonight?"
"I don't know....I hate parties where I don't know anyone."
"You know me...and if you want you can get to know me much better" with a giggle. I noticed Liz was chuckling right along with Barb and I thought that odd that she'd find Barb's suggestion of some intimacy funny.
It took almost an hour to find the place and when we got there it was somewhat noisy. I noticed it was mostly guys, just one woman other than Liz and Barb.
Barb was wearing this LBD that was barely covering her crotch and had a plunging neckline. Her breasts weren't anywhere near as large as Liz's but the cleavage was tantalizing. She saw my look and rubbed up against my chest and asked in a husky voice, "Like what you see Carl? Maybe we can ditch Liz later and have some fun."
"Barb, I like the view and all but I don't mess around on Liz."
"Maybe you'll change your mind sometime soon and we can have some fun?"
