New Year's Eve Party - Sex Stories

New Year's Eve Party

... use the bathroom first?” “Go ahead, I already did.” Mitzi stumbled out of the bed and emptied her bladder. Part of her wanted to cry at the realization she had slept with a stranger, but part of her was happy she had given in to her desires. Once she finished and washed her hands she stepped back into the bedroom. Sam was sitting up in the bed and smiled when she entered. “You look upset,” said Sam. “Not upset, just confused.” “Let me guess, you’re feeling guilty about what we did.” Mitzi smiled. “Was it that obvious?” “Sit down, let’s talk,” said Sam, patting the bed. Mitzi sat down on the bed as Sam spoke. “It’s been a few months since I’ve shared my bed with another person. I was in a long-term relationship that went sour and I’ve been a little hesitant to try again. Then last night I saw you at my parents’ annual party and everything changed. You were like no one I’ve ever seen before. I’ve always said I liked leggy brunettes, and you are definitely not that.” “Thanks a lot,” said Mitzi with a thick air of sarcasm. “I didn’t mean it like that,” said Sam, smiling. He reached over, cupped her chin into his hand, and turned her face toward him. “I just meant that you were different. You weren’t the normal wealthy, bored debutante that normally attend these parties. Plus, I saw how uncomfortable you looked. I just wanted to get to know you and find out why you were even here. I know that dress was expensive, but your jewelry was costume. Which made me think either someone ...

... bought your dress, or you found it on sale.” “I found it on clearance for stupid cheap. It was the only one I liked that fit.” “Yeah, petite girls like you often have a hard time finding clothes that both fit and flatter. I’m glad you found one. So, I started to talk with you, and the more we talked, the more I liked. Then when I kissed you at midnight, I knew I wanted more. It was the first time I’d felt that feeling in a long time. I know it’s weird, but I was sure no woman could ever make me feel the way… um…” “Your ex did?” “Yeah.” Sam brushed a stray hair from Mitzi’s face. “I really like you Mitzi, and I like to see you again after today.” “Really?” “Really. Plus, I’d love to dress you.” “Dress me?” Sam laughed. “I forgot you don’t know what I do for a living. I’m a buyer for several high-end boutiques. I get paid to purchase women’s clothes. I know what looks good on a woman’s body. I purchase everything from lingerie, to jeans, t-shirts, evening gowns, and everything in between. It’s how I was able to point out why that merry widow fit you as well as it did. A woman with your natural shape would be a good model for the one petite shop I work with.” Mitzi blushed. “I’m not a model.” “But you could be. And I think you are simply beautiful.” Sam leaned over and kissed Mitzi softly on the lips. She quickly kissed him back and climbed back into the bed. Sam was already hard. He kissed down Mitzi’s chest and sucked her nipples. They hardened under his lips as his tongue teased ...