We arrived at our destination around ten in the evening. I exited my truck and walked to the passenger side door to open it for my wife. She stepped out of the vehicle and then lowered her black dress the small amount that she could. It had ridden up a bit on her as we were driving. She moved her wavy brown hair out from her face and placed her sunglasses on as we walked toward the house.
The house was not a mansion, but it was rather large. I could tell by looking at it that it probably contained more than a few rooms. I could hear music playing inside as we walked up the stairs and onto the porch. The door swung open before I could even knock.
"Welcome," said the young man, greeting us at the door. "We're happy to have you. Come right in."
We entered the house as the young gentleman led us down a dimly lit hallway with doors on either side and then into a large room that was even a bit more dimly lit than the hallway. This large room is where the party was. My ears welcomed the music that was playing. It sounded like the big band music that would have been popular in the 1940s. We walked past some beautiful paintings on the wall as we made our way to a red couch at the side of the room.
I immediately felt aroused while I sat and watched all of the beautiful women that were present. Each one had a sexy ballroom dress on. The dresses showcased each woman's body perfectly. Some dresses accentuated long, slender legs and plump asses, while others showcased beautiful full breasts. My wife had opted for a shorter dress to show off her thick thighs and nice ass.
It didn't take much time before I couldn't resist the urge to start touching my wife. I placed my hand on the inside of her thigh and began to squeeze it and rub it as I looked at the other sexy women in the room. I slid my hand up her dress until I could feel her warm pussy, reminding me of the fact that she had left her panties back at the hotel.
"Why are you still wearing those sunglasses?" I asked, leaning in for a kiss.
