I'll admit, I didn't understand.
"Why are you having me wear it like this to a work party?"
"Trust me," my husband said. "This isn't any normal work party, and you'll be one of the most conservatively dressed women there."
I looked down at my dress. It was an off the shoulder, tight dress, to put it nicely. To be accurate, it was half a dress, letting one of my tits be on permanent display. Now I like showing off a bit, but this was ridiculous.
We arrived at the party, and before we even entered his bosses house, I could tell he told me the truth.
Most wore something completely see through, some had cleavage showing from top to bottom. All looked like they were straddling the fine line of slutty and fancy, usually leaning toward the slutty side, just as I was. A few wore something like a small coat that didn’t close, and none of them wore a top underneath.
My husband's boss met us at the door and greeted us, kissing my hand, while staring deeply into my eyes. I was almost insulted that he wasn't staring at my exposed tit, but with what everyone else had on, I'm sure the standard of flesh he could stare at was much higher.
While everything started out normal, I watched as drinks began to be served. I assumed it would get wild, but it didn't. No one got drunk, and everyone behaved themselves like it was any old normal party.
I leaned into my husband, "this seems almost boring, especially for how many semi-naked people were here."
No sooner did I speak, but the boss's wife appeared at the top of the stairs. She paused so that everyone stopped and looked in her direction. As she descended, everyone looked at her naked body, admiring her. She was a trophy wife for sure, and like any good trophy, he wanted to show her off.
My husband whispered in my ear that he'd be right back, and with that he joined a line of guys who waited by the bottom of the stairs. Each greeted her as she walked by, with a kiss on the lips, and then some place else. Each one felt her up, just a little. Occasionally I heard a minor little moan from her lips.
The other wives just watched, treating it like it was any old receiving line.
The boss walked over to me, and held my hand. "She's quite something isn't she?"
"Yes." I said truthfully. She was quite beautiful, and if I went that way, I would have been more than interested in her.
"Don't worry, she only cares about the husbands," he said, as if reading my mind.
Still holding my hand, "please follow me?"
I gave him a questioning look.
"Oh?! Didn't your husband tell you, I get to be first with every new lady who joins us."
I looked over at my husband, he was on his knees kissing the boss's wife's lips, those between her legs.
“Don’t worry, he knows all about it, and I promise it will be quite pleasurable for you.”
His voice was so intoxicating, I couldn’t help but follow him.
Still, I was in shock, as I wasn't warned about this. I wasn't sure what was in store for me beyond the big wooden doors, but I would find out soon enough.
If I had been paying attention, I would have also asked about what happens when he’s done with me, as he was only to be my first.
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"Why are you having me wear it like this to a work party?"
"Trust me," my husband said. "This isn't any normal work party, and you'll be one of the most conservatively dressed women there."
I looked down at my dress. It was an off the shoulder, tight dress, to put it nicely. To be accurate, it was half a dress, letting one of my tits be on permanent display. Now I like showing off a bit, but this was ridiculous.
We arrived at the party, and before we even entered his bosses house, I could tell he told me the truth.
Most wore something completely see through, some had cleavage showing from top to bottom. All looked like they were straddling the fine line of slutty and fancy, usually leaning toward the slutty side, just as I was. A few wore something like a small coat that didn’t close, and none of them wore a top underneath.
My husband's boss met us at the door and greeted us, kissing my hand, while staring deeply into my eyes. I was almost insulted that he wasn't staring at my exposed tit, but with what everyone else had on, I'm sure the standard of flesh he could stare at was much higher.
While everything started out normal, I watched as drinks began to be served. I assumed it would get wild, but it didn't. No one got drunk, and everyone behaved themselves like it was any old normal party.
I leaned into my husband, "this seems almost boring, especially for how many semi-naked people were here."
No sooner did I speak, but the boss's wife appeared at the top of the stairs. She paused so that everyone stopped and looked in her direction. As she descended, everyone looked at her naked body, admiring her. She was a trophy wife for sure, and like any good trophy, he wanted to show her off.
My husband whispered in my ear that he'd be right back, and with that he joined a line of guys who waited by the bottom of the stairs. Each greeted her as she walked by, with a kiss on the lips, and then some place else. Each one felt her up, just a little. Occasionally I heard a minor little moan from her lips.
The other wives just watched, treating it like it was any old receiving line.
The boss walked over to me, and held my hand. "She's quite something isn't she?"
"Yes." I said truthfully. She was quite beautiful, and if I went that way, I would have been more than interested in her.
"Don't worry, she only cares about the husbands," he said, as if reading my mind.
Still holding my hand, "please follow me?"
I gave him a questioning look.
"Oh?! Didn't your husband tell you, I get to be first with every new lady who joins us."
I looked over at my husband, he was on his knees kissing the boss's wife's lips, those between her legs.
“Don’t worry, he knows all about it, and I promise it will be quite pleasurable for you.”
His voice was so intoxicating, I couldn’t help but follow him.
Still, I was in shock, as I wasn't warned about this. I wasn't sure what was in store for me beyond the big wooden doors, but I would find out soon enough.
If I had been paying attention, I would have also asked about what happens when he’s done with me, as he was only to be my first.
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Like stories like this, try one of our collections of short stories, like Jamie's Little Black Book of Sexy Short Stories: Volume 11 (https://amzn.to/3BLWIKq), available on Amazon. Each book has 10 or more short stories in it designed to get your blood pumping in the best ways possible. All of our books are free under the Kindle Unlimited plan, or really cheap for those with just the kindle. (Kindle app is available under on your preferred app store, as well as your computer.)
Want to see everything that's available: Jamie's Erotic Book Collection (https://amzn.to/2wUExm4)
And don't forget there are a couple of awesome Kindle Vella stories there as well.
Tags: #milf #trophywife #hotwife #party #orgy
