Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 11 - Sex Stories

Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 11

... Underground we got an Uber. My nipples and clit got very hard as I ran to the Uber, then into the restaurant, and each time I had to pull the dress back to cover my nipples.

There were only a dozen people there, half a dozen of Dylan’s workmates (Tom being one of them,) and their partners. Lucy had been to that Christmas do the previous year and she told me that it wasn’t a formal do so no long dresses. Of course, Henry (their boss) was there with his wife Julia.

I chose another of Bethany’s creations, a short, see-through dress with a lycra tube underskirt that only went from my nipples down to the top of my pubis. As the night wore on the top of the underskirt slipped down revealing my little tits to everyone there. The hem of the underskirt rose up as well leaving a lot of my stomach visible through the dress.

Seeing my tits and pussy was nothing new to just about everyone there because I’d been spanked naked at Henry’s barbecue the previous August. This dinner wasn’t as revealing as the barbecue because the lighting in the restaurant was nowhere as good as the sunlight in Henry’s back garden.

At that barbecue Henry had gone on about making his next summer barbecue a CMNF event and he started going on about that idea again at the restaurant. I don’t know if the female partners were just being polite to Henry or not, but none of them gave the impression that it was a bad idea and that they wouldn’t go.

Time will tell but I for one will be there, and hopefully ...

... Henry will have organised some games like at the Rugby Club. I think that I’ll discuss it with Dylan and get him to encourage Henry.

Dylan’s second works Christmas do.

This was a much more formal event at a big hotel in the centre of London. Everyone who worked at the company was expected to be there along with their partners. Even the big bosses who Dylan hardly ever saw were there.

This event called for an evening gown and I was pleased that Dylan had bought me a couple and Bethany had given me a couple as well. I had to decide how much flesh I wanted to show, and with Dylan’s help I chose the dress that has the whole right side missing, apart from a narrow strip at the bottom of my ribs that stops the whole dress from falling off. That strap was held in place by a little strip of velcro and I giggled a little as I was putting the dress on when I got an image in my head of me being in the middle of the dance floor and the whole dress dropping to the floor leaving me naked, apart from my heels, with everyone staring at me.

I told Dylan what I was giggling about and he replied.

“I might just be able to arrange that for you my love.”

My pussy tingled at the thought and I felt my vagina leak a little more.

The other thing about that dress is that my right arm and shoulder are all bare as well and the cut of the dress leaves most of the outside of my right tit exposed and it doesn’t take much for my right nipple to be exposed as well.

The Uber dropped us ...