I should have stayed home when my husband, Jim said he had to work late and could not go to the party. But Fran, my best friend had talked me into going without him. It was suppose to be a friendly get together and only about four couples wouild be there.
I had worn a light blue dress. The top had a little bit deeper cut to it than I wanted, but Jim liked this one and it was the only dress I had that fit the party.
The V went down between my 34B breasts and showed the inner swell on each side. The back was open so I could not wear a bra. My breasts moved slightly as I walked and if I wasn't careful the dress moved too much allowing a lot of flesh to be seen. The length stopped about 4" above my knees and when I sat down it would slid up almost showing the top of my nylons.
I had on a pair of thin powder blue french cut panties that hugged my body. My auburn pubic hair could almost be seen through the fabric. I had dressed for my husband and didn't have time to change when he didn't come home.
I arrived at the party and noticed three other cars there. Parking behind one, I went to the front door. I could hear music inside as I knocked. The door opened and Fran stood there in a tank top and mini-skirt.
"Shea," she said, "Come on in. You look great." She handed me a drink and pulled me in before I could say a word.
I looked into the room. There was a big dinning area with two wooden poles reaching from the floor to the ceiling at each end. All of the furniture had been pushed to the sides making a large area for the party.
With my small frame of only 5' 4", 110 pounds I felt frieghtened without Jim there.
In the middle were three men and one woman dancing. The men wore suits and the woman was dressed in a tight red dress that looked like a second skin. It was knee length but had a slit in the side that went almost to her waist. If she had on panties, they were high cut. I didn't know any of these people.
"Fran, I thought that this was going to be a party with our friends?"
"Well, all of them cancelled at the last minute. I couldn't reached you to tell you before you got here. These people are some of Bob's clients that were in town. Bob is still away and he asked me to show them a good time here at the house."
Bob was Fran's husband. He often had clients over as he worked for a sales company. By providing dinner, they would sometime give Bob big contracts.
Before I could turn and leave, Fran grabbed my arm and we walked into the room. Two of the men turned away from the woman and came over to us. One put his arm around Fran's waist and pulled to the dance floor. I other walked around behind me and put both arms around my waist and pulling me close to him, began to sway to the music.
"Please let go," I said as he pulled me tight against him.
My mouth went dry and I put the drink that Fran had given me to my lips and swallowed.
The liquid filled my mouth with fire. I don't like strong drinks and this was truly a strong one. It burned all the way down. I coughed as the drink took my breath. The man behind me bent me forward and patted my bare back, trying to help. But this movement caused my dress to flow open and both breasts slipped out and the fabric slid to the sides.
As I stood back up it took a moment for me to realize my breasts were naked. The drink made me dizzy. As the man stepped in front of me I tried to cover myself. He grabbed both arms and held them to my sides as he gazed at my breasts. The cool air had caused my nipples to harden and they stood out.
My head was spinning as he leaned forward and put his mouth over my left nipple. I tried to say something, but my tongue wouldn't work.
Fran, seeing what was happening, started towards me, only to have the man she was with, stop her by putting his arms around a her.
The other man and woman came over and the man pulled my arms behind me. Pulling off his tie, he tied my wrist behind my back. The woman reached up and fondled my other breast. My mind was screaming. I tried to pull away. I tried to speak. Nothing I did helped.
Fran screamed, "Leave her alone!" Her voice seeemed so far away.
I looked towards her with tears in my eyes and could see that she was now tied to one of the wooden poles with her arms above her head. This caused her short skirt to raise up and her panties were slightly showing.
The man with her pulled something out of his pockit. Reaching up, He cut Fran's top off. Her breasts sprung free as He took part of the material and put it in Fran's mouth.