Michele was glad to be back in the states, and in their new assignment in Houston. She loved Italy, (especially Antonio). Tonight was the night of the big annual banquet and party for the Foreign Service Department. Michele hoped that it wouldn't turn out like it had the past few years. It seems like every year they come to these annual awards banquets, then to a section party afterwards. Rich goes off to mingle with all his friends, and she gets left alone all night sitting and watches others have fun drinking and dancing. This year seems to be no exception. Michele was extra mad this year because she had taken extra time this year doing her hair, picking out just right the right dress that showed a little more of her than her usual way of dressing. Also, the dress was Rich's favorite color. She went as far as to only wear pantyhose underneath since this was a form fitting dress that you couldn't wear a bra because of the sexy low cut in front and back, and panties would show lines.
The night started out good. At the dinner and awards, she was basically the hit of the ball. It seems that all of the men couldn't take their eyes off of her, and their wives and girlfriends seemed to be quite miffed over it. All seemed to go well till they arrived at the party afterwards in the Hotel Suite. All Rich did was get her a drink ( a double), and left to get with his friends. Michele sighed, sat down to drink her drink, and wait for the night to end. As she was just about finished with her drink, she heard someone say, " I saw that your drink was getting low, you looked like you needed a refill, and a friend". She looked up and saw one of her husbands coworker by the name of Dave. Dave sat down and said he was by himself since his wife didn't come, and he could also use some company. He asked Michele where the hell Rich was. Michele smiled and said that Rich was busy elsewhere with other people, and she could use the company and another drink.
Little did Michele know but Dave had been looking at her all night, and knew from Rich's past that he usually left his pretty wife alone at parties. He also knew that he wouldn't be back to get her till he was ready to go much later in the night. Dave fancied himself a ladies man, and had bedded quite a few in his time. From the first time he had met Michele, he fantasized what she would be like in bed. Well, with any kind of luck, maybe he'd find out tonight. He sat next to her on the love seat, and gave her the drink that he brought. He told her that he hoped that it was the right kind. He watched as she took a drink, looking for a reaction, because he had made it strong. He also knew from Michele's past that the more she drank, the friendlier she got. Michele told him that he did a good job on the drink, and thanked him. Dave spent the next 30 minutes paying close attention to her, paying her many compliments on her looks, and getting her a bunch more drinks.
Dave then asked her if she would like to dance. Michele's eyes sparkled, and she nodded her head yes. He got up and reached down to help her to her feet. She slightly staggered forward, and Dave grabbed her by the waist to steady her. Michele said that he drinks must have gone to her head. She also told Dave that she hoped she could keep up with him. Dave looked her up and down and told her that he was sure that she would do just fine. The song playing was fast, so they began to sway and dance to the beat. Michele complimented him on his dancing. They continued to dance song after song, as the dance floor became full of people. After awhile, Dave suggested that they sit for awhile because he needed another drink, and she could probably use one also. He looked and saw that all the seats in the room were taken, so he grabbed her by the hand and led her to a dark corner of the room. He got two drinks, and returned to where she was standing. He then handed her the drink, and stood back from her to get a better view.
She would sip her drink, set it down, the balance herself by putting her hands on the tables which met in the corner. Dave watched as Michele closed her eyes and swayed her body to the beat of the music, which by this time had gotten slower. He watched as she moved, and noticed that each time she swayed, he could see more of her breasts. They seemed like they would come out of the low cut halter dress. This really made Dave determined to see just how far she would let him go with her. He quickly looked around the room to see if they were hidden from everyone's view. He saw that they were, not only because they were in a corner, but also because it was dark. He stepped towards Michele and off to her right. He saw that her eyes were still closed, so he slowly moved his hand up to where her left breast was, and then put his hand on it over the material of her dress. He figured if she jerked away or protested, he'd simply say that he was brushing away a bug that landed on her. When she did neither, Dave decided to get a little bolder.
He slightly squeezed her breast and looked for a reaction from Michele. When he did that, Michele stopped swaying, but kept her eyes closed and said nothing. Dave saw her reaction, so he decided to go further. He slowly took his hand away from her breast, and put his hand on the exposed flesh on the middle of her chest. When Michele didn't move or protest, Dave then slid his hand under the material of her dress, over the top f her left breast, then cupped it in his hand. He knew she could feel his hand by her response. Even though her eyes were closed, her body was alive. He could feel her nipple spring to life and harden under the palm of his hand. He then gently pinched her nipple between his thumb and finger, and felt it grow longer and harder. Dave even thought he heard her moan slightly. While this was all happening, Michele was quite aware what Dave was doing. She felt no danger from him, and his soft hand and expert touch felt so good to her. After all, she was finally getting the attention she wanted, and deserved.