Always Faithful - Chapter Thirty-Two - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Thirty-Two

... please.” She gave her left hand. This year, their limousine driver was a young girl, early twenties Laura guessed. Laura noticed her smile of approval at the dress as the driver held the door to seat them. Greg reminded Laura that he had a surprise waiting for her at the party. The young girl winked as she opened the door for them and softly said, “Knock ‘em dead.” Greg held her hand and led Laura into the party. He admired her legs as they reached confidently through the fringe with each stride. Inside, they saw that the crowd of revelers was already in high party mood. Laura sent Greg off to find them drinks, “Let me show off for a few minutes by myself while you find the bar, darling.” First to approach was a young lady in a gold dress. “Hi, you look great tonight. I would love to dance with you in a spotlight. Your dress and makeup are a perfect combination.” “Thank you luv, we can be gold and silver.” Laura spread her legs slightly to open the drape of the fringe. The girl smiled and fingered a few strands falling down between Laura’s breasts, “We can do the black light room too; you would dazzle there just standing still.” “You are number one on my dance card, right after my main man.” Laura moved a little further into the crowd; she found herself between two good looking young men in their early thirties. They could be bookends, twins even, except one had sandy brown hair and the other dark. They were certainly handsome enough, Laura thought to herself. One of the ...

... bookends piped up, “Well, well, well, you win first place in the sexy dress contest tonight.” “I didn’t know there was a sexy dress contest, have you seen them all?” His twin jumped in with a - we’ve seen enough of you to judge - comment. “And you are one of the judges too; how many others, where are there judging stations?” Laura made a quick circle turn to make her fringe flair. Four male eyes opened even wider; Laura felt good about teasing these two. “I met a young girl in a gold dress a few minutes ago; I thought her dress was spectacular. Did you judge hers?” The young men mumbled. “She was more your age.” Laura leaned a boob into one as she pointed out a girl in a sexy dress across the crowded floor. She gave the other bookend similar treatment, pointing to another girl clearly in her early twenties. Laura felt her age, in sense of maturity and experience, while playing with the youngsters, as she thought of them. They didn’t come near her standards as potential play partners. “Oh, here comes my partner with my drink. He has someone with him; maybe he is a judge too. You two should move on and look at other girls and judge their dresses.” Greg brought drinks and Laura’s evening surprise; Black Adonis from last year accompanied him. Laura reached for her glass and gave Greg a kiss, “Thank you, darling.” Black Adonis was dressed just like last year, black spandex tights, bare chest, and a short cape. His bare black chest glowed; Laura had to touch him. Greg stood to the side ...