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?"
"Don't count on it."
Drinks were gotten and Barb got me a Seven-Up with some ice. I wasn't drinking tonight, I rarely drank any more. Greg came up and Liz introduced him to me and we chatted for a while. Greg told me how well it was going for Liz and we got to talking about cars, even though I can't drive. The dinner was started at 7:30 and Greg, Barb, Liz and I plus another manager named Roger or Robert was at our table.
There were two more tables with 6 people at each. The seat next to me was vacant then Roger sat next to Barb with Greg on the opposite side of Liz. We ate and talked for about an hour and Barb had brought me two more Seven-Ups while we ate. After the second glass I felt a bit tired and it seemed like I had a bit of trouble following the conversation. I stifled a couple yawns and Greg asked if I was tired. "I seem to be feeling the length of the day already."
Roger commented on Liz's dress and I had noticed that he hadn't been able to pry his eyes from that zipper very often. Liz had gone to the Ladie's room and I lost track of her for a bit. When she came back to sit down I thought the zipper was a bit lower but I wasn't sure.
The music was playing and I saw the third woman dancing with a couple different guys. It seemed to be very 'friendly' dancing with the guy's hands wandering over most of her body. A couple of the guys came over and asked Barb and Liz to dance. Liz looked at me and asked, "Is it okay if I dance with some of the guys?"
"Sure, but not too close or friendly like Jenny out there" I whispered into her ear.
"Of course not, I'll make sure they are behaved. Thanks Carl." It crossed my mind that she hadn't been calling me 'honey' or 'sweetie' over the last couple weeks. It was always 'Carl' now and I just let that thought wander off, my eyes were getting heavy.
The conversation and the music dimmed after a time and I was in a quiet place. I don't know how long I had dozed off for....but when I opened my eyes and got oriented the table was empty. I looked over at the dance floor and Jenny was dancing between two different guys while they ran their hands all over her. The guy behind her had her dress's hem up around her waist and I couldn't see what he was doing with his far-side hand. I couldn't tell for sure but I thought his cock was poking into her pussy. The guy in front had her dress unbuttoned and a hand on her bare breast while he was kissing her. Jenny had a hand in the crotch of the guy in front of her and she was rubbing vigorously. His cock was slightly visible in Jenny's hand as she stroked him!
I didn't see Liz or Barb on the dance floor and none of the other guys were around. I stretched a bit and got up. I walked toward the guys I saw, their backs toward me, at a doorway. As I approached I heard a commotion inside the room, voices raised. All the guys at the back of the line had their cocks in their hands and stroking them and I had an idea what was going on inside that room.
I got the keys to Liz's car and went outside. I didn't have a bat but I kept a 30" piece of 1" galvanized pipe to slip over the lug wrench if there were stubborn lug nuts.
I hurried back into the hall and gave the last two guys in line a not-so-gentle tap on the back of their heads. The next two didn't even notice the guys behind them fall down. They were so intent on the action in front of them so they got the same treatment. I heard Greg saying, "...ger, I hired her so I WILL FUCK HER FIRST then you all can get your turns. She's given me some great head, right Liz Joy in her office, like yesterday when she just went to her knees and unbuckled my belt and pulled my cock out and went right to work on me....but now I GET HER PUSSY FIRST." I felt a few tears as I hit the next guy and the one next to him turned and I nailed him too. There was a third guy and then kneeling at each end of Liz was Roger and Greg with their pants at their ankles. Liz was on all fours. The third guy turned but his pants were at his knees and I nailed his nuts. Liz looked up with a giant smile as Greg was yelling, "What the fuck" as I hit him in his balls and Roger, apparently Roger who wanted Liz's pussy first, was trying to back away from Liz's head but I got him as well.
Liz was naked; the dress had been unzipped and tossed to the side. Her panties were tossed on top of the dress. "Carl, Carl what have you done? I'm going to get fired."
I looked at her and said, "You might but I want to know how many times Greg's had his cock in you now."
"Never, this was part of the initiation..."
