[Author's Note: All characters in this story are over 18 years old.]
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Bill and Crystal stepped out of the elevator into a large living room with a fantastic view of the city through the wall of glass on the far side. Between them and the glass, however was an equally fantastic view of good looking men and beautiful women, in various states of dress, undress, and complete nudity.
As they stared around the room, both of them slightly slack-jawed at the almost unbelievable scene, a very pretty young woman, with sexy tan lines, approached them. She was topless, with firm B-cup tits and rosy pink nipples. She wore a black lace garter, with dark stockings, three-inch heels, and a black bowtie.
"Hello! Welcome!" she said cheerily. "Could I have your card, please?"
Bill took it from his pocket and handed it to her. He made no attempt to hide his look of disappointment that he couldn't keep it for
next
month's party.
Reading his face, she smiled, and said, "It only works on the day that Mr. Hunter gives it out." She slipped the card between the garter and her flat belly, and then pointing, she said, "Can I get you to sign the guestbook, please? And can I get you something from the bar?"
"Gin and tonic, extra-light on the gin, for the lady," Bill said. "And I'll have a glass of cabernet, if you have it."
"We have a Silver Oak, from Napa Valley," she replied.
"That would be fine," he said, knowing that Silver Oak was far too expensive to be found in his wine rack at home.
As the woman walked away, both Bill and Crystal watched her naked ass, and Bill commented, "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore."
"But we may have found the end of the rainbow!" Crystal replied.
As Bill was signing the guestbook, another cheery voice said from behind them, "Hello! Welcome!"
They turned to see another topless woman. This one was an obviously-natural redhead, with a curly tangle of rusty pubic hair that matched the color of her hair that was pulled back in a ponytail. She had smooth, very fair skin, and tits that were somewhat larger than the first woman's, but not as big as Crystal's. She wore the same garter, stockings, shoes, and bowtie as the first one, however.
A very interesting wait-staff uniform, Bill thought.
"If you care to stay dressed, you're welcome to, of course," she said, "but if you'd like to get out of your clothes, I can keep them over here, in the closet."
Crystal didn't need to be asked twice. She undid the few remaining buttons on her blouse, shrugged it off her shoulders, and handed it the woman. She then unsnapped her wrap-around skirt, swirled it off, and handed it to her, as well. She decided to keep the bra on. She liked the way it presented her tits, front-and-center. She also kept her high-heels, not only liking the way they shaped her legs, but feeling sexy—actually
slutty
—in them, now that she was essentially naked.
Bill took off his shirt, and handed it to the woman, but he was a little reluctant to drop his pants in public, not being the exhibitionist that his wife obviously was.
Crystal noticed his hesitation, and she reached out and began to unbuckle his belt.
"Come on," she said with a big smile, "don't be shy. How do you expect any of these lovely ladies to sample your wares, if they can't even see them?" As she pushed down his zipper, she kissed him, and then added, "We're in this together, baby; I want to watch you as much as you want to watch me."
"I doubt
that
," he said with a chuckle, "but okay. In for a penny; in for a pound." With that, he pried off his shoes, and pushed his pants and shorts to the floor.
Before he could bend down to gather them up, the woman was down there to get them. He stepped out of them, and when she stood up, she asked, "What name shall I put with them?"
"Crissy," Crystal answered.
She then took her husband's hand, and walked him onto the small dance floor in the middle of the living room.
The Beatles "
And I Love Her
" was playing over the stereo, and she put her arms around his neck, and pulled him close. He ran his hands down the smooth, bare skin of her back, and soon had her naked ass cupped in his hands, and pulling her tightly to him while they rocked gently to the slow beat.
Bill's quickly hardening erection—one that aimed upward by nature—was captured between their naked bellies as they danced, and Crystal's hard nipples rubbed across his chest, lighting both of the spouses on fire. In all the years they had been married, they had never danced like this ... but they would make it a point to do so from now on!
The song ended, and went right into another slow number, "
Can't Help Falling In Love With You
," by Elvis.
Bill and Crystal had just begun to sway, when Bill felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to find a young man—maybe twenty-five—standing there, as equally naked, and as equally aroused as he was.
"Would you mind if I cut in?" the guy said. "I was watching your partner dancing while she was downstairs, and I can't believe my luck that she's up here, now."
Bill gave his wife a kiss, and then as he backed away from her, he said to the guy, "Enjoy yourself."
Crystal put her arms around the guy's neck, and he put his gently on her lower back, just above the curve of her ass. As they came together, his hard cock—one that stood straight out—slipped between her legs.
His erection was about average size in its diameter—similar to Bill's—but it was probably ten inches long!
The glorious feeling of a stiff dick sliding along the folds of her wet pussy lips—which had been burning for contact all night long—caused her to suck in her breath.
She closed her eyes, and gave him a passionate kiss as the motion of their bodies, in time to the music, caused his cock to saw short strokes, back and forth across the softness of her enflamed pussy.
As he slid his hands down onto her naked ass, he backed away from her body, just enough so that only the head of his cock continued to touch her pussy. Then, in perfect time to the song, he pulled her back tightly to himself, driving the full length of his hard dick back along her wet pussy lips and between her legs, again.
She let out a low, "
Ohhh!
" and tightened her grip around his neck, grinding her nipples into his bare chest, as hard as she could.
Still in time to the music, they repeated the move
of sliding his ridgid cock all the way in and out between her legs, a couple more times, and just when Crystal was about ready to try to maneuver her hips to get him to actually
penetrate
her while they danced, she heard, "Do you mind if I cut in?"
It was a female voice, and Crystal opened her eyes to see a beautiful, naked woman with long black hair standing beside her dance partner.