Party time...
"There's an 'entrance fee,' for a party...how much?" asked Jennifer to her husband Alex...
The thought of a saucy night of fun and games with absolutely no strings attached was a devilishly attractive proposition to Jennifer. She loved flirting and teasing, she was crazy about her husband Alex but she really enjoyed the feeling of being attractive and desirable to all men. She liked being the centre of attention, in a skimpy bikini on the beach or at a barbeque. She tingled when she knew a handsome man was watching her on the dance floor, thrilled that his hungry eyes followed her every move. She liked tormenting her faithful husband, with taunts of 'oh are you jealous Alex, I can't help it if other men find your sexy wife attractive and desirable...'
Jennifer had a desperate urge to be wanted, to be lusted after, her curves longed for with aching arousal by handsome young men. She'd turn them down of course, she thought with a guilty glance at Alex. Though wouldn't it be wonderful to unleash her power of attraction, with no holds barred. 'I bet I can attract any man I want, when the shackles are off,' she thought with a wicked smile...but just for a bit of fun of course.' She had no burning desire to go any further...'unless, there were no strings attached...and then...well, we'll see...' she giggled...
"One hundred dabs, each, no less, must be some party and anyway, we haven't been asked to go Jennifer, it's 'strictly' by invite only remember?"
"Oh I know Alex and I got really excited about this party too, when Sylvia told me the entertainment will be provided by 'Dangerous Dave and Emelda,' and everyone's going Alex."
By 'everyone' Jennifer meant Sylvia and her husband Michael, they were best friends and the two couples loved double dating. They'd all just come back from a vacation together and Jennifer was desperate to wear her sexy 'party outfit' to show off her lovely bronzed tan.
Jennifer and Alex had bumped into a couple they knew from college and they'd told them all about Dangerous Dave and his partner Emelda, over a long boozy lunch. They'd been to see their show, a kind of burlesque affair with Dangerous Dave and his 'gorgeous play toy' Emelda the star billing. They'd performed an erotic spanking scene, that was breath taking and left the audience enthralled.
Only their friends Sylvia and Michael had received an invitation to the mysterious party, in the mansion on Corry Heights. They'd all lived within sight of the big house on the hill for years but had never been there. It was a formidable looking building, almost gothic in appearance and the source of many a local myth and legend.
"I'm sorry Jennifer, there's nothing I can do about this and anyway it all sounds more than a little odd to me. Michael showed me the list of instructions today on the golf course, talk about jumping through fiery hoops. They have to agree to all their terms and sign a non disclosure contract and return it with the admission fee, I bet it's a con. I wouldn't be surprised if they get burgled, or worse, when they're at this silly soiree, while we're safely tucked up in our own bed."
Alex's argument wasn't really convincing Jennifer and she could have cried when he mentioned that they'd be in bed and fast asleep while Michael and Sylvia were having the time of their lives. That may not have been his exact words but she was now absolutely determined to get them to that party, at all costs...Jennifer called round to Sylvia and between them they hatched a cunning plan...
"Oh Jennifer, you're not going to let this go are you," groaned Alex, resigned to his fate. "Not until you get us into this ridiculous party...and it doesn't matter what I say, does it? ...no of course it doesn't, OK then tell me what my devious little wife has been scheming..."
Jennifer told him and Alex had to admit, it seemed like a solid enough plan, a little bit risky but who knows, it might even work, he thought with a tingly thrill. The way their friends had described 'Emelda,' had intrigued him and he wondered if she'd live up to her star billing. He liked a bit of slap and tickle and he loved giving Jennifer a sexy little spanking. She wasn't always as keen as Alex to have her bottom spanked but when she let herself go, it was so arousing and the love making afterwards was exciting and intense.
The plan hinged on the 'golden ticket' invitation being handed back to Sylvia and Michael, when they entered the mansion to join the party. Sylvia would retire to the ladies and pass the invitation out to the lurking Jennifer and Alex. If the luxuriously gold embossed invite was retained at the door, or ripped in half or stamped, then Sylvia would give them a 'thumbs down' and the plan would be scuppered.
That was the weak link but everything else was working in Jennifer's favour. They knew what the list of requirements were and could meet them easily enough. Only a ticket holder could possibly know all the rules, so once inside everyone would naturally assume they'd been invited too.
No, personal items, were allowed, phones, watches, jewellery, handbags and makeup, were expressly forbidden. No one could mention any names, including their partners and masks were to be worn at all times. This last stipulation really excited Jennifer, it was such a sexy turn on. This was the perfect opportunity to be deliciously naughty and outrageously daring with absolutely no consequences. She could show off and be a naughty little teasing minx and no one would ever know who she was.
The masks clicked into place at the back and were to be padlocked, so no one could remove them without the key. Again, having the masks that Sylvia and Michael had been sent on return of their signed contract and payment, was a big help. These masks, although unusual, were available in some of the more niche bondage stores on line and Jennifer had ordered two...
The plan ran like clockwork, both couples parked up at the 'gatehouse' as instructed and attached and locked their masks, leaving the keys in the cars as stipulated. It wasn't long before Sylvia opened a frosted glass window at the back of the house and she felt Jennifer eagerly snatch the prize from her fingertips.
They were met at the door by Dangerous Dave and Emelda, who greeted them with big friendly smiles and ushered them into the 'main hall.' It was a huge room with a mysterious section curtained off. Lots of couples milling around fixing themselves drinks and chuckling at the fact that their full face masks meant they needed straws to drink them. Sylvia and Michael were waiting for them and they all giggled with relief as they supped their elaborate cocktails.
It wasn't just the satisfying conclusion to their daring plan, that made them feel so pleased with themselves, the masks they wore gave them that wonderful sense of freedom. This strange new feeling of total anonymity made them seem invincible. They were bubbling with confidence and swagger as they mingled with the other guests.
