My name is Brad and I am a 43 year old finance director at a large fourtune 500 company. Every year our I host a party at my house for our department. The Christmas office party at my home is generally thought of as one of the best parties given at our company because of the money I spend on games, prizess, food and Alchohol.
My house is a modest 4000 square feet and I live there happily with my wife of 20 years and my two small girls. A couple of months ago my mother passed away and my aging cranky father moved in with us. He is 65 years old and stands about 5'9 and fairly thin. He has just a patch of grey hair left and definately looks his age and still takes sleeping medication to help him at night get over my mom not being there.
As the day for the party arrived I informed my dad again that we would be hosting the office party that night and that he would need to be dressed appropriately(semi-formal) as he uusually wore his robe and boxers around the house all day long. When I told him he quickly added under his breath in a low tone "I might see some skin tonight, huh."
He then quickly followed that up with a " I'll just call Bill over tonight and we will go downstairs to the tv/gameroom and watch the big football ballgame and play spades and stay out of your way." Bill was an old navy friend of my dad, who also had been depressed over losing his wife about two years ago. He was now 68, bald, retired and had gained quite a bit of a belly on him and was pretty rough around the edges, but a real nice guy to my dad and family, who got around great.
However, Both of the guys were just old perverted men as I had caught my father on the internet several times looking at pornographic sites and holding his nice-sized cock in his hand wanking. I wondered why I had not been as blessed as he was and wondered how the old fart still got such a hard-on.
His buddy was no different as there had been other times where I had looked and caught Bill's eyes peeking over at my wife as he would often come over on the weekends for breakfast and my perfectly tanned wife would be naively prancing around in her long, but untied robe, showing bits of her body while wearing her see-throu nightgown underneath while fixing breakfast.
There were several times where I felt bad for these guys and had thought many times about setting up a stripper to come and perform for them down in the tv/ game room in the basement where it is secluded and my wife and children would never even know. I knew this would probaly change both of their attitudes and they would finally come out of the depressed periods.
I knew Bill would never try anything with my wife so I never said said anything to him or her about her unknown exposure and got a bit of thrill from seeing this old guy getting a thrill from my wife.
After all the planning by me and my wife the party was finally here and as the party started my dad and Bill escaped down to the tv/game room to watch the football game just as they said as the guest begin to arrive.
We had about 40 or so guest and the main attraction was shrimp and wine. Most of our guest had bought a significant other with them so there was good conversation going on everywhere. I mingled through the crowd and as I was mingling I met up with a younger black guy Greg, who had recently joined our department as an analyst.
He was 26 years old, a very sharp guy who had just got his MBA and was always well dressed and groomed after only being here for 6 months.He loved sports, especially football. He also was a strong Christian type who went to church on Sundays, Mondays, Wensdays, etc.. He didn't drink or smoke and was pretty straight forward about it. He had brought with him his fiancee, .
As he introduced Keisha to me he said "This is the big man here", and as she spoke I noticed how cute she was. She added " Yea, this must be a big party because Greg even payed for me to go get my hair, nails, and eyebrows done".
As we spoke he informed me that she had just moved here as she had just finished law school and was working part-time at a local law office while trying to get on with our company. He further reminded me that they were to get married in two weeks and that he was "looking for a gift". I asked him was all the wedding plans finalized and he insisited "We have everything planned, we have this thing planned down to the minute."
He then added "Were totally prepared for everything, we even planned a doctor visit for Keisha three months ago in advance, because we don't need any children, right now. We laughed it off as they walked on to meet other guest. As they walked off I took another look at Keisha. I had seen her picture at his desk before but I thought to myself after seeing her "HE's done pretty good."
Greg had told me that he didn't get out alot, but that Keisha was more adapt at mingling with people as that was more her background. I had noticed that Keisha had a very upbeat personality as she moved around the room and really felt comfortable with everyone. She bounced around the room well as she was constantly going picking up glasses of wine and drinking as she seemed really able to handle the crowd. She was very proper and ladylike as she would sit with her legs crossed and would pull her jacket over her legs as she stood up.
However, the thing I noticed the most about Kiesha was her outfit. The thing I really noticed was her tight fitting above the knee blue skirt she had on with her stylish matching blouse. She looked to be 5'9 or so and even taller as she stood in her open heeled and toed matching blue pumps and was bare legged.
She was 24 years old looked, and a dark-brown skinned black lady, her hair was styled as it was shoulder length and black. She was very well endowed with nice sized tits, had an ass you could use as a shelf, and was leggy as hell. She looked to be a very in shape girl as she probaly weighed 145 pounds or so, but she held the weight well due to her having nice sized hips and firm toned legs.
As the night progressed on my dad had come up to get some drinks for him and Bill and as he was in the kitchen I introduced him to Greg. Greg had done his socializing for the night and had only consumed a small bit of wine and as he and my dad talked my dad mentioned the football game and Greg jumped at the thought of leaving the crowd and asked my dad if he could join them. I quickly told my dad that "Greg doesn't drink, so leave him alone", I knew my dad and Bill were drinking beers one after one.
Greg quickly replied " I can handle a couple" as though he wanted to make sure that he fit in with me father. I told my dad to make sure he takes care of Greg because he was going to be married in two weeks. Greg responded " That's right, I got to be ready for my honeymoon." My dad responded by saying "just give it to her hard and heavy." Greg smiled and said " No, I going to be nice and gentle with her during our honeymoon, becasue even though it not be either of our first time, it will be our first time together and I want our first time to be the best and I don't want to be to rough with her."
My dad agreed with him and told him to follow as "you'll like the sweet stuff I drink". My father likes vodka and orange juice and I knew that was what he and Bill were drinking. I also knew that my father would have fun with Greg downstairs as he liked to tell old war stories give his version of coaching to young lads, and talk about women.
Greg told me to tell his fiancee Keisha that he had gone downstairs to watch the football game with my dad. About an hour had gone by and as the guest started leaving I went and peeked in on my dad, bill, and greg downstairs. As I walked in I saw they had Greg as greg said "Yea, with Keisha it the back of her neck"
As I looked down I could see they were still watching the game and laughing, but Greg was now drinking from a white styrofoam cup. As more guest left, Keisha came and asked me had I saw Greg. I told her that he was still downstairs with my dad watching tv. Finally there were only a couple of guest left and Keisha came into the kitchen where me and my wife were cleaning up and asked if I go get Greg.
I went back downstairs and as I did, I told Greg that Keisha was ready to go. He sort of nodded. My dad yelled "Let this man have one last good time before he gets married" Greg nodded again, but did not move. I figured he was pretty much drunk as my dad and Bill laughed.