Tonight was the night of the dreaded office Christmas party. The best thing about Christmas is getting away from the mugs at work for a few weeks, but for some reason society says we have to celebrate with them! But, I digress. I'm at my office Christmas party with my wife, and I figure the only upside of being here is that my wife might be a little tipsy and I might get my weekly dose of sex... If I'm lucky. Hell, maybe she'll finally let me fuck her ass. Speaking of my wife, despite her being a complete prude in the bedroom she looked sexy as hell tonight. She was wearing a little black dress which showed a little bit of cleavage and a lot of leg, highlighted by high heels and seamed stockings. She had the attention of quite a few of my male colleagues and there was an orderly queue to dance with her.
I didn't mind so much that she was dancing with other guys since I had the office slut, Grace, all over me on the dance floor. I'm pretty sure I'm the only guy she hasn't bedded in the whole office so she was making me her special project for the night. Grace was trying all sorts of dirty tricks on me, grinding her pussy on my leg, pushing her boobs into my chest.
I got pretty hard from all the teasing and decided to go find my wife and see if she wanted to go home for the same naughty reasons Grace had put in my head. For the life of me, I couldn't find her anywhere and I was so damn hard I decided to get some relief in the men's toilets, so I purposefully went a floor up in the hope that I wouldn't get caught.I went into a cubicle, locked my self in, sat down, lowered my pants and started thinking about that slut Grace's pussy. Picturing her ass in that impossibly tight skirt she was wearing and the way her braless nipples poked against her thin blouse.