A Formal Dance
I once read someplace that "A good party us nothing BUT sexual undertones." I like that idea. That is why Mary and I decided to host the second party for our friends. Our "Make Out Party" had set the tone (see Chapter 1) and it was time to take our fun a bit further. We invited the same friends over for a formal dinner party and dance. All the women were ones I had fantasized about, and all the men were attractive to Mary. We thought it would be an interesting evening.
I put on my tux with my favorite red vest and bow tie. Mary looked stunning in a red satin dress, off the shoulder and dipping in front so her ample boobs showed quite a bit of cleavage. She had me sit on the bed and practiced bending over me, and I approved of the show she put on as I looked down her dress, her red bra barely covering her nipples. I stood up and she sat down, crossing her legs so her thigh spread open the slit in the side of the dress and revealed her very shapely leg. I pulled her up into my embrace and as I patted her ass she felt my crotch.
"Hey, randy man, you are getting hard already. We have a long evening ahead before we get to that part."
"Well, I hope we do," I answered. "I have had the hots for some of these women for years. If things work out tonight ..."
"We will see, we will see," she murmured and pulled away from me as the doorbell rang. I answered the door to our friends Bill and Karen. Bill was an ex-football player, chunky and strong if he was going just a bit to flab lately. Karen had been Mary's college roommate and we had exchanged a lot of sexual innuendo for years. I reached out for her and she flowed into my arms for a nice kiss. Her small but firm tits pressed my chest, and I let my leg press between her legs against the soft fabric of her long green gown. As I released her I let my hand slide over her ass lightly, as I had done many times before.
"Karen, it is always nice to see you. It is hard when you stay away too long," I kidded.
"Well, I hope it is still hard, George," she bantered back, with a flirty look.
Meantime Bill was greeting Mary the same way, I knew. I could see her wiggle her chest against his, and knew she was getting him in the party mood too. As I mixed drinks for our guests, she answered the next ring of the doorbell to greet Ted and Sue. Ted is tall, blond and handsome, and Sue is almost as tall, ash blonde and beautiful. Tonight she had on a silver dress, long but backless. I knew she did not like to wear a bra so her dress fell all the way to her waist in back, and in front was cut in a deep vee. As she turned, the sides of her boobs flashed enticingly from it.
I grabbed her around the waist and planted a nice kiss on her lips, sliding my hand up her bare side almost to the bottom of her tit. I saw Ted greeting Mary and noticed his hand brush over her boob.
Once more the bell rang and our friends Sandy and Jerry came in. Jerry looked sharp in a white dinner jacket. He is short but well built, and a bit audacious. "Hi, Mary," he said. "Are your boobs winking at me or what?"
Mary laughed and her hand ran lightly over his crotch as she kissed him. Sandy saw that, I am sure, and looked slightly disapproving. She was the least flirtatious of all the ladies and I was not sure how she would fit in this evening. She is short and on the chubby side, with nice big boobs and a wonderful ass.
Tonight I patted that butt as I pulled her close for a greeting kiss. I was not sure, but I thought she went out of her way to press her boobs against my chest and rub a bit. That seemed a good sign for the evening. Nothing but sexual undertones, remember?
After finishing our drinks, with a lot of sexy banter, we went in to dinner. The place cards around the table made sure nobody was sitting with their partner. I had arranged to put myself between Susan and Karen, and Mary was between Ted and Jerry. Susan's open sided silver dress gave me a peek at her tits every time she leaned forward, and Karen's leg in her soft green gown pressed against mine. I knew that when Mary sat down, the slit in her dress opened up almost to her hip and left the leg on Ted's side almost bare.
We did not have to worry about anybody having elbows on the table. Every one of us was eating with one hand and the other was under the table. We followed old time social rules and let the hostess direct the conversation. She began talking to the gentleman on her left, which was Jerry, so I turned to my right and winked at Sue. My hand dropped under the table and rested on her leg just above the knee. In return, her hand went onto my thigh, a bit further up than that. I complimented her on her sexy dress, and she smiled and thanked me.
After a bit, Mary turned her attention to Ted. His hand under the table was moving a bit, I was sure, caressing her bare leg. I dropped a hand on Karen's thigh, almost in her lap, and she squeezed my inner thigh. This went on all through dinner, with hands all around the table sneaking upwards, and sexual banter being exchanged.
Mary said, "After dinner we plan to dance in the living room."
Ted turned to her, pointedly looking down her dress from his height, and said, "Nice slow music, I hope?"
Jerry chuckled and said, "Belly rubbing music!"
Mary dimpled at that and said, "Jerry, I will be glad to rub bellies with you."
Sandy jumped in there and commented, "He has a nice belly to rub. I know."