Back to the Party

As Abby slipped out of the room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief at what just happened.

I had just had sex with Lily's co-worker and friend, in our own bed, while Lily was downstairs. I knew it was wrong, but I felt relaxed, confident. I couldn't deny that the thrill of getting caught had added to the excitement.

I was still in a daze as I walked back down to the party, my mind replaying the encounter with Abby. I felt safe, hidden in my oversized cloak, mask down hiding my identity.

I walked into the kitchen to grab a drink. Lily was still there, making cocktails for the guests. She looked up as I entered and smiled at me.

"Hey babe, do you want a drink?" she asked, her voice already slightly slurred from the ****.

"Sure, I could use one," I replied, leaning against the counter next to her.

She nodded and went back to fixing the drinks, her movements a little clumsy due to the heels she was wearing. I couldn't help but admire her from behind, the way her tight skirt hugged her curves, and the way her blonde hair cascaded down her back in soft waves.

"You know," she said, turning to face me with two glasses in her hand. "You look very scary" she added, with a wink. "Should I be worried?"

I chuckled, taking the glass from her. "It's not you I'm here for," I tried to sound menacing but I couldn't keep the humour out of my voice.

Just then, Jake walked into the room. He was dressed as a police officer, complete with a tight uniform and fake handcuffs hanging from his belt. He gave me a nod as he walked past, but I could feel his eyes on me as he approached Lily.

"Hey, gorgeous," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Can I get one of those drinks?"

Lily looked up and smiled at him, her cheeks flushed from the **** and the heat of the room.

"Of course, Jake," she said, reaching for another glass.

"I'll get back to the party." I excused myself, I didn't want to be around Jake until I'd at least had a few more drinks.

I entered the living room, scanning the room for an empty chair, but they were all taken. I decided to go and stand in the corner and knock back a drink or two undisturbed.

I was standing on my own when Laura approached. The blonde bombshell was wearing a skimpy devil outfit, complete with horns and a tail, which swayed as she walked. She looked at me with a playful smile, "You're looking a bit lonely, need some company?"

"Sure," I said, taking a swig of my drink. "What's your costume?" I asked, needing something to say.

"I'm a succubus," she purred, running her nails down my chest.

I gasped, feeling a wave of arousal coursing through my body.

"A succubus, huh?" the shock evident in my voice.

Laura nodded, a coy smile on her lips. She was standing so close to me, her breasts barely contained by the skimpy material of her costume. My eyes dropped down to her cleavage, my mind already imagining what it would be like to touch her soft skin.

"It looks good on you," I said, eyeing her up and down.

"Hey guys" Abby interrupted. We both jumped, we had been lost in our own little world.

"Little Red Riding Hood, I love it" Laura, complimented Abby's outfit. "I feel underdressed with you guys and your big cloaks." She added. Abby moved next to me. Pressing herself into my side.

I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly feeling dry as I looked down at the two women. I could feel myself growing hard as my mind conjured up the delicious image of having both of them at once.

"I'm just going to nip to the bathroom. Do either of you need a top up? I'll grab some on my way back." Laura asked us.