Linda's First Party
Jim was looking fed up but resigned that they had to go to their friend's party. Linda had overheard their best friends talking to another couple about the next fun party they were hosting. She had been a little upset that they'd not been invited, and had said so. Mark and Carol had assured her that she was welcome to come, but Linda had the feeling that they didn't really expect them to do so for some reason. Linda had been upset and had become more and more determined to go to the party. Jim hoped it would all go smoothly and Linda wouldn't lose her quick temper and make a scene. He hated having to dress up and this was a black suit affair, which seemed odd for Mark and Carol, who'd never been so formal when they hosted parties previously. But they lived on a huge country estate, which Carol had inherited from her aunt four years ago. The place was magnificent, but a little too Gothic and creepy for him. Jim snorted, and thought he'd not have turned down the place down if it'd been left to him!
"What?" Asked Linda.
"I was just thinking how lucky Carol was to inherit that estate, and the fortune that came with it."
"Yeah, especially as her aunt was so weird. She'd never even met Carol. But Carol was her last remaining relative, so she got the lot!"
He moved behind her, as she sat the stool in front of the dressing table, and kissed the back of her neck, then he nibbled her ear as he ran a finger down her back making her spine tingle. "Sure you don't have any rich old aunts who want to leave you billions?"
"Sure! Unfortunately. Now let me get ready." she scolded happily at the attention.
"Oh I think you are more than ready." He leered at her in her sexy undies and sheer holdups with their black lacy top band. Her wonderful 34c boobs were perfect and he could see she was aroused at his touch, her nipples were erect.
"No time, and you'll get us sweaty and sticky." She scoulded reluctantly.
"Sounds good to me!" He gave Linda the rascal smile that always made her melt.
"Oh no. Down boy! Now help me into my dress."
"This the dress you are wearing?" He asked quizzically.
"Yes I bought it especially."
It was a long vivid red maxi length, backless evening gown, with a halter neck and it was slit almost to the waist. "I think you are going to be showing off a lot more leg than usual hun!"
"Jealous?" she teased pleased at his reaction.
"No. Other men are jealous of me when they see your wearing any old thing! But this is the sexiest dress you've ever worn to a party. And no bra. Sexy and wicked. Me like."
"I want to make every woman extremely jealous of me, and make the men realize how lucky you are!"
Jim laughed. He didn't understand why Linda felt so determined to go to this party, but he knew it meant a lot to her. He'd heard wild rumors about Mark and Carol's private parties. If they were true, he could understand why they hadn't been invited.
Linda was quite naive sexually. She had a happy but sheltered upbringing. His childhood had been more interesting if not traumatic. Both his parents had cheated on each other. From the age of 10 on wards they had not hidden the fact they had sex with others, and he'd seen them with strangers on a few occasions when he was supposed to be asleep. He'd done things in college that he knew Linda had never tried, and he wasn't sure if she would be happy about that if she found out. He worshipped Linda and was happy to let her take things at her own pace.
He knew that Mark and Carol were aware of how innocent Linda was. Their failure to invite them wasn't a snub, as Linda thought, they were unsure about how she would react. If the rumors were true their parties were not for most people. He was a bit apprehensive about what would happen tonight. He knew not going would cause Linda pain and hurt, so he decided not to not worry, and see what happened. He didn't know if the rumors were actually true, he might be worrying about nothing. But if they were true, what would happen? How would Linda react? Was she capable of accepting that some of her friends were into an open life style? Well she would be mad and hurt if he refused to go, and she might be revolted and disgusted if they did. What a wonderful choice!
Jim looked at Linda as she smoothed her dress down. She was stunning. Her long brunette hair was up, making her look like a Greek goddess, the dark holdups emphasizing her long shapely legs against the red dress, and her wonderful boobs, which the halter neck dress only just covered. If this was a sex party she was dressed for it! After so long away from the scene he wondered how he'd feel at a sex party. How would Linda feel about his wilder darker side? He'd never told her about his past involvement in the various underground sex scenes. He decided it was Linda's night, he'd take his queues from her. He just hoped it wasn't going be catch 22, damned if you do, and damned if you don't!
Two hours later they arrived at the Gothic mansion, and were shown into the large drawing room where everyone was chatting and sipping drinks. There were around 20 -30 people. Mostly couples but a few single men and women milling around too. All were around twenty to thirty and all handsome or beautiful. Jim took a long sip of the white wine he'd been given and thought this has all the hallmarks of a sex party. Most of the women were in short cocktail dresses and none wore bras. He saw lots of pokies. One girl was flashing her bald pussy at everyone who walked past the sofa, while her partner was beaming at her and fondling her tits.
Mark and Carol saw them and waved and came over.
"So glad you could make it. Linda don't you just look good enough to eat! Doesn't she Mark?"
Mark eyed her up and down, obviously undressing her and openly admiring her, "Yes she does. You're always gorgeous, but in that dress well...," He smacked his lips, "Very tasty."
Linda was surprised at his open leering, but smiled happily, "It's great to be here. I love your dress too Carol."
"Thank you sweetie."
Jim slowly ran his eyes over Carol. She wore a black mini cocktail dress, that was also backless. The front was a narrow strip of material that fasted with spaghetti straps. The dress hardly covered Carols 32D breasts. He felt a twinge of desire from his cock. He noticed Mark smiling knowingly and Carol standing there with her tits pushed up. Linda seemed a little embarrassed by the all round lustful staring.
Mark broke the moment with a laugh.
