The date of the party was set the next weekend. I was so excited, I could barely sleep, but Professor and Mrs H had decided it would be better if I started sleeping in my own room again. I was crushed when they told me, but we couldn't keep having sex all hours of the day and night. And I did understand that they would like to spend some time together alone.
Despite my disappointment, I did appreciate the unbroken sleeps I was getting. I didn't stop being horny, and I took matters in my own hand when things got too much, but overall it was good that we weren't having sex all the time. At first, I worried that Professor and Mrs H had decided to take things easier for my sake, but I didn't hear any sex sounds coming from their bedroom either. I guessed we were all ready for a bit of a break. I just hoped it wasn't forever.
I spent an afternoon with Alice and Jody, who pestered me with questions about what I'd been up to in the past weeks. I couldn't tell them the truth, so I just said I'd been relaxing. They were full of stories of their own, so I was spared an interrogation, for which I was happy. One day, I'd tell them what had happened between the Hendersons and me, but I wasn't ready yet. Not just because I wanted to respect the Henderson's privacy, but also because I wasn't sure if they would approve and I couldn't deal with any judgement. I wasn't done having fun yet and didn't want to have to explain myself to them.
Two days before the party, I decided to abstain from sex altogether, even by my own hands. I wanted to be a raging ball of horniness on the day of the party. Maybe I had an inflated idea of how much sex would be happening, but as the youngest there, I didn't want to be the first one to throw in the towel.
On the day of the party, I was up early. I had planned to sleep in as I figured I'd need all my energy, but I was too excited. As I was eating my breakfast, Mrs H came into the kitchen.
"Excited?" she asked as she ruffled my hair.
I grinned. "Beyond."
"I hope you're as horny as I am."
I groaned. "So horny! I haven't had an orgasm in days."
She chuckled. "Smart girl. Saving it all for tonight, are you? Were you worried you wouldn't last?"
I suddenly felt sheepish. "I just didn't want to get too tired too soon."
Sitting down across from me, she sipped her coffee. "And when has that ever been a problem for you? You're the one who even wanted to be fucked while you were asleep."
My cheeks burned when I remembered telling them my holes were available to them anytime, even when I was asleep. They hadn't taken me up on that yet, much to my disappointment.
"True, I guess I'm just nervous."
She put her hand on mine. "Nothing to be nervous about. No one expects a performance, we're all there to have fun. And if that means chilling out in a chair with a glass of wine while you watch everyone else, then that's cool to. Don't put any pressure on yourself, baby."
I exhaled. "I'll try not to."
She was right, though. If I worried about everything, I wouldn't have any fun. It would be a safe space and Professor and Mrs H would look out for me. I had nothing to worry about.
"Everyone who comes to the party is vetted," Mrs H continued. "Like you, they've all had their health check and they know the rules. But if you are uncomfortable with anyone or anything, just let us know, all right?"
I nodded. "Thanks."
"And I can stay with you until you feel settled."
To my horror, tears pricked my eyes. Mrs H was so lovely and caring.
Squeezing my hand, she got up. "I've booked us a spa day so we can relax. If you've finished breakfast, let's go."
***
The spa day had been an amazing idea. I felt relaxed and sexy when we came home. We had been waxed, exfoliated and massaged. My nerves had totally disappeared, making place for excitement. During the massage, I had remembered the amazing one Mrs H's masseuse had given me a couple of weeks ago and it had made me horny and wet. I was so ready for tonight.
"Wear something easy to get out of," Mrs H advised before she disappeared into her room to change.
I wanted to make sure I looked sexy, but sophisticated, but most of my dresses looked too girly. In the end, I opted for a silk negligee which clung to my skin alluringly. I applied a bit of makeup and fluffed up my hair. A last look in the mirror and I was ready.
Mrs H had advised me to come downstairs when most guests had already arrived. She said it would be less nerve-wracking for me, but I found it difficult to stay in my room and listen to the doorbell ring time and again. I had forgotten to count how many couples had arrived, so I could only guess when it would be time for me to make my entrance.
As I waited for the right time, my blood pulsed underneath my skin. I was getting hot at the thought of what would be waiting for me downstairs. Who would be waiting. Mrs H had been coy when I'd asked who would be present. Any of the men who had fucked me while she and the professor were away? She wouldn't say. And all Professor H would say was that Thomas wouldn't be there, which was a disappointment. I at least knew that he could make me come. But I had no reason to believe that any of the couples there tonight would be bad at sex. Professor and Mrs H wouldn't put up with that. Plus, when Mrs H had told me all the guests had been vetted, she'd sounded so excited. I was sure all of them would be more than able to make me come.
Eventually I decided it was time to go. I smoothed my negligee, slipped on my high-heeled shoes and traipsed down the stairs.
I could hear laughter from the living room. No sound of moaning or anything, so they had probably not started yet. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and stepped inside.
It felt as if the whole room fell silent. I was hyper-aware of how thin the silk of my garment was and how erect my nipples were. I looked around the faces in the room and saw to my relief that there were less people there than I thought. For some reason, I had imagined a large crowd, but there were only about ten people there. Of the guests, I only recognised Gareth and my pulse quickened. I'd been wanting to be fucked by him ever since he'd watched me getting drilled by Professor H at breakfast.
Smiling, I gave a little wave. "Hi, I'm Zoe."
A tall, black-haired woman got up and rubbed my arm. "So nice to finally meet you, Zoe. I'm Ruby. Grace has told us all about you."
I flushed. "I hope only good things."
