Chapter 10: Jill's Story
It was another Friday night and I was sitting here alone again. My husband Drew was busy plotting the end of the Alex's club, but then he needed something to do since it all started because he wasn't interested in me. Or more specifically, he wasn't interested in having sex with me. I guess I was tainted now or something. I've tried to talk about it, of course, but he refuses to discuss it. He says that we'll talk about it plenty after it's over. When I ask him when that will be, he just says "as soon as possible", whatever that means. This makes me think about how it all started, a little over a year ago, at Alex's party.
At that time I did not know Alex; I had only met him once. My husband's company was doing business with Alex's company and we had dinner with him. Drew was trying to wine and dine him in order to secure a large contract. Finally after a month of negotiation he was close to signing and Alex invited us to a party at his place. Normally Drew would have declined since he doesn't like big social events, but he felt he needed to accept to keep Alex happy, and keeping Alex happy was very important to him at that time.
I was thrilled, of course, because we seldom went to these kind of events and I rather enjoyed them. Although Alex was about our age, I had heard that he ran with a younger crowd, so I knew I would have to go all out if I was going to fit in. With this in mind I bought a black cocktail dress: sleeveless, plunging neckline, and scooped out in back almost down to the waist. When I tried it on I almost decided against it; I would be showing a lot of cleavage and would not be able to wear a bra with it. After two children my D-cup breasts were going to jiggle provocatively. It stopped about four inches above the knee and showed plenty of leg. I would have to wear full hose with it as well. Ultimately I decided to be a bit daring and bought it.
As an elementary school teacher I was normally pretty conservative in the way I dressed, but this was a special occasion and we would be at a private residence. I was entitled to be a sexy woman once an a while outside the bedroom, wasn't I?
The night of the party when Drew saw the way I was dressed he seemed a bit taken aback. I thought he was going to ask me to wear something else, but after a few unsure moments he just smiled and said I looked great. Later he told me that he had his doubts at the time, but figured that Alex would like the dress and the way I looked, and that erased his doubts.
When we arrived I could see that I had not judged wrong. All of the other women there were younger and were dressed to the nines. In fact, a couple of them had on more revealing dresses than I did. Alex was a gracious host and handed me a glass of wine and Drew a tap beer right at the door. The wine was very good, and almost certainly expensive. The food was also quite good, although I didn't eat much; I was far too busy mingling and talking to people.
The evening was fun and the time flew by. I got a number of complements on my dress and appearance, which along with the wine made me a bit giddy. In fact, by the time the party started to thin out a bit I was feeling very horny. I was looking for Drew so he could take me home and make love to me when Alex approached me and said that he was getting people together for a little party game.
The game was called "dancing in the dark" and, as you might imagine, involved all the participants dancing in a dark room. Alex explained that you start out with your own partner. When the music changes the men move to the next partner and dance with them. Every time the music changes, the men change partners. To add a little excitement to the game people are allowed to "spice up" the dance with some kissing and touching. If someone starts to feel uncomfortable they can "chicken out" and leave the room, but they must take their partner with them.
In my current state this sounded like fun, but I didn't think that Drew would go for it. Alex said that he had already agreed and that it was up to me. I was a little surprised at that, but If he was game, then so was I. After all, it was rare for Drew to go along with something racy like this and I didn't want to be the one to spoil the fun. Besides, he would probably chicken out pretty quickly anyway.
So we all gathered in what Alex called 'the game room'. I noticed that all the furniture had been removed, which seemed a good precaution. Nobody wanted to be tripping over furniture in the dark. Everybody paired up with their spouse or date, the music was started, and the lights were turned off. The music was a slow number, of course, you couldn't really do any fast dancing in the dark. Drew wasn't much of a dancer anyways, more of stand in one place and sway kind of dancer, if you know what I mean.
We kissed a little and he whispered in my ear that he loved me and was glad that I decided to play. When the music stopped he whispered "Have fun" and broke away move to his next partner.
There was a little shuffling and giggling as the men all moved. Suddenly I was aware of a man standing in front of me, trying to figure out how close I was by feeling out with his hands. They just happened to be at the level of my boobs. "Oh, sorry." He mumbled as he 'accidentally grabbed one. Yeah, sure. The next song started and he pulled me into his arms snuggly up against his body.
My mystery man smelled nice and was a good dancer. Before long he bent his head down and started kissing my neck and nibbling at my earlobe. I love having my ears nibbled; it really gets my motor running and this time was no different. When he pulled his head away I automatically moved mine and quickly our lips met. The kiss started softly but increased in intensity as the seconds ticked away.
I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even notice at first that he had moved his hand down my back and was now lightly squeezing my butt. Since I didn't want any panty lines to show in back I had skipped underwear and was only wearing pantyhose, which I don't normally do. This meant that only the thin material of my dress and hose was separating his hand from my bare butt. I didn't want to chicken out before Drew did, so I just let him do it. It was just a little harmless fun, nothing serious was going to happen in a roomful of people, even with the lights out. Besides, I was enjoying it.
When I felt his second hand join the first one I still was not worried, but when he started to pull my dress up in back I did become a little alarmed. Still I didn't want to quit just yet, so I waited to see what his intentions were. I sure wasn't going to let him remove my dress. Once he had it pulled up completely in back, he resumed his caressing of my ass, except that now his hands were almost on my bare skin. I was a little frightened, but exhilarated at the same time. Our kiss was becoming more urgent and with his crotch pressed into my leg I could feel his manhood start to harden. That's when the music stopped. He let go of me and moved on to the next woman.
The next man found his way to me much the same way as the last and pulled me into his arms. He didn't even wait for the music to start before his lips found mine. For this guy the music was just a pretense because he hardly even danced when the music did resume. It didn't take him long to move his hands down to my ass and pull my dress up again. His assault was more direct than the previous guy. My new mystery dancer was squeezing my ass cheeks more than he was caressing them. This was stoking the fire between my legs, so I didn't really mind. When his other hand found it's way to one of my boobs, however, I was a little less sure of myself.
Should I continue, or quit? When he pinched my nipple through the dress a bolt of electricity shot straight from there to my pussy. I liked that; a lot. I decided then to just let things go for a little while longer. Nothing really serious was going to happen with my husband right in the room, after all.
After that song another man danced with me and acted much the same as the others, as if there was some agreement on warming us all up first. Since there were only four couples playing, my husband Drew returned to me for the next dance. I don't know if he noticed how worked up I was.
"Having a good time?" He whispered as his hands wandered over my body.
