Author's Note: This is the fifth (and as of now, final) part of the Sultry Weather series, and follows the characters from the previous story, so I recommend reading those first first, but it can also be read as a standalone as well. It features exhibitionism and anal, so if you're not into that, this may not be the story for you. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy, and feel free to leave any comments or feedback!
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The summer had come to a close and fall was starting to take over New York City. The city's lush greens had been replaced with warm oranges and yellows as leaves littered the streets of every borough. Along with the changing colors came the changing weather, warm days and breezy nights perfect for relaxation under the evening sky.
Fall was a time full of fun and events for the city, with things like the New York Film Festival and Fall for Dance to keep things lively. It also meant something to Sumaia, reminding her that it was almost time for her company to hold their annual Autumn Art Gala, where they'd showcase the work of their newest clients while people mingled, danced, and drank the night away. This year was their biggest yet, and they were planning to see upwards of 400 guests, all dressed to impress and ready to network. Sumaia and her friends had all been invited and given plus ones. Sumaia had asked Leno if he'd join her for the night, and of course he was delighted to do so. Adina and Nooria were excited for the event, but also excited to finally meet Leno after all they'd heard about him.
The Gala was being held at an event space in Brooklyn which offered plenty of room, 2 floors, and an outdoor lawn. Sumaia and her friends were excited to see how it would be decorated since this was their company's first time using this space in order to accommodate more guests. They were also eager to meet some of the artists they'd been working with over the last year. In the weeks before the event, Leno, Sumaia, and everyone else spent their time picking outfits and preparing for the event.
Soon, it was the evening of the event which fell on a temperate mid-October day and Leno was in a Lyft on his way to Sumaia's apartment. He donned a slate teal suit, white dress shirt, thin teal tie, brown belt and brown shoes. It was a tailored suit, so it complimented his build and accentuated his physique. His beard and hair were freshly trimmed and lined up perfectly by his barber. He looked amazing and attracted attention as he walked to get in his taxi. He felt good in his suit and he knew he looked good, excited to finally get a chance to wear it since he wasn't often at events like this. During the drive over, the main thing on his mind was what Sumaia would be wearing. He knew she'd look great but his mind poured over if she'd go for a dress, jumpsuit, shirt and blouse, or something else altogether. He couldn't keep his mind off her, and how nice it would be to spend the night together dancing and looking at art.
Sumaia was finishing up her makeup as Leno was on his way over to her place. They both lived in Brooklyn, about 20 minutes away from each other by car, so it wouldn't take him long to get there. She was finishing up her eyeliner and applying her nude lipstick when she got his text, already dressed and ready to walk out of the house. The yearly Gala was her one chance a year to really get fancy, and so that's what she did. She looked at herself in the mirror after finishing her makeup, admiring her own body in her navy dress. It was a single-sleeved maxi dress with a choker and a thigh slit to show off her toned legs. The dress followed her curves but wasn't too tight, giving her a sexy and classy look about her. She also wore mauve 3-inch heels that wrapped around her calves which helped to complete the look.
She soon received another text from Leno saying they were about 2 minutes away, and she took that as her cue to head downstairs. She picked up her purse, checking it over for essentials once more before she left her apartment to meet him at the corner. As she got downstairs, his car was pulling up from the end of the block. Once it stopped, she walked up and got in, sitting next to Leno as they began driving.
"Hey." he said.
"Hey." she replied.
Neither of them said anything other than that as they both looked over each other, noting that their outfits complemented each other as well as how good the other looked. Sumaia loved the slate teal on him and it was a good surprise since she wasn't expecting the color, as well as all the small details like his hair and skin. Leno was taken aback by the cut of the dress, intrigued and surprised by the choker and single sleeve. This went on for about a minute before they finally started talking again.
"Well Sumaia, you look stunning in that dress, I love the color, and the single sleeve is so elegant yet alluring!" he said with a smile.
"Thank you! You look amazing too, I knew you were wearing a suit but I didn't expect teal, it looks so good on you! And our outfits complement each other which is a plus." she said, smiling brightly.
They continued chatting on the 20 minute drive to the venue. Sumaia gave him some more information about the event and some of the artists she thought he might like. Before they knew it, the car came to stop, and they both got out, thanking their driver as they found the entrance. They walked up together and Sumaia signed them in with her phone before both of their hands got stamped.
As they entered they were taken aback by the decorations, which were artistic and grand. The decorations were everywhere and represented the diversity of artists they worked with. From classical painting to graffiti, the lower floor as well as what they could see of the second floor were covered in art, which gave the space a vibrance and liveliness that was very inviting. There was a large dance floor in the middle of the space with a stage on the back wall for announcements, gold-sheeted tables surrounding the dance floor that could seat 8 people per table. Next to the stage in the back was a set of hot trays for food as well as bar 5 bartenders who were already hard at work filling the orders of the first guests. There were open double doors on the left and right walls that held staircases to the second floor where there were a few smaller tables fit for couples.
"Holy fuck, this shit is dope as hell! It's so well decorated, there's art literally everywhere I look!" he said excitedly.
"I know! This is crazy, they did so much more than the previous years. This is easily the most beautiful Autumn Gala we've ever had! I can't wait to see all the art that's on display, the job hasn't let us see, so it's a surprise for us too." she said.
"Me either, it'll be great to look at all this art together, and we have the whole night to do it." he said.
"Ooh, I'm so excited! But let's find a table first and grab a snack and some drinks, sound good?" she said, interlocking her arm with Leno's, looking up at him with a smile.
"Yeah let's do it! How abo-'' he was saying before he was interrupted by someone shouting Sumaia's name.
"Sumaia!!! Sumi!!" shouted Nooria from about 3 tables away. Once she got her attention she gestured for her to come over. It seemed that she already snagged a table in the back for them.
"Oh! Nooria! Come on Leno, looks like my friend already got a table that we can all sit at." she said as she nudged him as they started walking.
"Nice, and she got a good table." he said as they walked over.
Sumaia let go of Leno as she went and gave her a big hug, squeezing her tight before she let go and looked at her outfit. Nooria was in a dark mustard jumpsuit with a deep neckline showing off some of her cleavage. The jumpsuit was flowy but fitted her well, following her curves and accentuating her ass nicely. She also had on a rosy mauve lipstick that matched with her jumpsuit.
"Damn Nori! You look so sexy in that jumpsuit, it looks amazing on you, and your lipstick is poppin, girl! That jumpsuit also makes that booty look even bigger than it already is." She said, chuckling as she gave Nooria's ass a playful spank.
