The big day finally arrived - my final exam! If I make it through the party tonight, I will get to be my wife's cum slave forever. I wouldn't have to settle for "left over cum", I would be entitled to eat it directly from her freshly fucked cunt whenever it was available -- A treat I relish with delight!
I took the day off work at Karen's direction - she made me call in sick so I would have to talk to my secretary.
When I called to tell her I wasn't feeling well and wouldn't be in, my secretary remarked, "Really, that's not what I heard. I heard you have big plans for tonight and need to spend the day preparing. I can't wait to discuss that raise with you!" With that she said, "See ya later," and hung up.
There was obviously a double meaning to her saying "See ya later" - but I was too pre-occupied to catch her real meaning.
Karen chuckled when I hung up the phone, "Okay my little cross-dresser, let's get busy, we have a lot of work to do!"
Karen started out by telling me that the party was being moved from our house to a hotel suite downtown. I didn't bother asking why. We spent the day gathering food and drink supplies since we couldn't check in to the suite until 3:00 p.m. She told me that I would be the "hostess" for the evening, and that all the invitations had been sent out to carefully selected individuals. Karen went on to say that my primary function was to ensure that all the guests had a great time and had all their needs and desires fulfilled. Whatever they wanted; I was to provide. Karen said she would assist me in my hostess duties if need be. I told her I understood. I then asked where my wife and David were. Karen replied that David was preparing her for the party, and they would meet us at the hotel suite around 6:00 p.m. The party was scheduled to start at 7:00 p.m.
After we checked in, Karen and I busied ourselves setting up the bar and making snack trays, etc. Around 5:00 p.m. Karen told me that it was time for me to get ready. I bathed and shaved my face and legs - I was amazed how smooth my legs felt! I started dressing by stepping into my white long line corset. The open bottom felt sinfully wicked without panties! Karen helped me form breast with some old pairs of pantyhose she brought. I next pulled on my shiny, black seamed stockings and hooked them to the garters on the bottom of the corset. The stockings were very sheer and had lots of shiny lycra in them!
Karen helped me with my make-up and wig before I put my blouse and skirt on. I think she enjoyed dressing me as much as I enjoyed getting dressed up! She spent at least 30 minutes doing my make-up - but God did it look great when she was done! I was facing away from the mirror the whole time, when she spun me around to look, it was unbelievable! I looked like a high-class call girl - lots of make-up, but not really whorish. My frosted blonde hair was teased in a "southern big hair" look - I got a major hard-on just looking at myself in the mirror! Karen scolded me and said to keep that little boy dick tucked into my corset. As I was pulling on my skirt and blouse, we heard David and my wife come into the suite.
I stepped into my pumps and asked Karen, "What about jewelry?"
"Most of that will be coming later," she said, "for now, just put on this necklace".
The necklace was silver in color and had little clips all around it - kind of odd, but who was I to question Karen?
As I entered the main room of the suite, I saw David setting up a small platform in the middle of the room. The platform was about two feet off the ground and measured about 4 feet x 4 feet square. In the middle of the platform there was a padded bench standing about waist high. I watched him connect two hooks to the ceiling over the padded bench and wondered how he would explain the holes in the ceiling to the hotel! He then connected long chains to the ceiling hooks which had padded wrist cuffs hanging from one end. I wondered to myself who this was for!
Just then my wife came out of the kitchen - my mouth fell open! She had spent the day getting a
make-over, not that she needed one in the first place! Her hair and make-up were professionally done, she had also had a manicure and pedicure. Her outfit was stunning - a sheer black top with no bra underneath and a leopard print mini-skirt. Sheer-to-the-waist black pantyhose and her famous 4-inch black patent leather pumps completed her ensemble.
When she noticed me staring, she snapped, "In your dreams Faggot, in your dreams!"
She then slid over next to David and gave him a big kiss while he grabbed her ass.
David looked at his watch and saw that it was almost 7:00 p.m., he patted the bench on the platform and said to my wife, "Show time Babe!"
My wife casually walked onto the platform and offered David her wrists. He fastened her to the hanging chains and then bent her over the padded bench. He fastened her ankles to the legs of the bench with an extra pair of stockings. God did she look inviting in that position!
The doorbell to the suite rang and Karen said to me, "Looks like your guests are arriving Cum Boy, you'd better answer the door."
As I opened the door, I got what was to be my first of many surprises of the evening. My boss (who is married) was standing there with my secretary on his arm as his date! They both burst out laughing at seeing me "dressed". My secretary then reached into her purse and produced a
cum-filled condom, which was still warm by the way. She said the invitation required one cum-filled condom per guest or couple, and that it was to be presented to the hostess.
Karen came up behind me as my secretary was handing me the condom. "The poor Dear doesn't know where this goes!" she said. Taking the used condom from me, she connected it to one of the clips on my necklace.
"There, doesn't that look nice!? Just wait until we add the rest!" she chuckled.
I no sooner had shown my boss and my secretary into the main room when the doorbell rang again. I strutted toward the door in my high heels, swung it open, and was standing face to face with Darren! His huge black physique filled the doorway like an eclipse.
When he recognized me, he said "Well, if it isn't the Faggot! You look good enough to fuck again tonight!"
