A bachelorette party

Wyatt was suddenly in a small closet. It was dark and he could hear people talking in the other room. He pressed his ear to the door to listen in.

“...our good friend Jenna is getting married!” said a voice.

“Wooo!” responded a group of ladies.

“And as the grand sendoff before she is locked down by one solitary male for her personal pleasure…’

“He’s quite the man,” interjected a woman Wyatt could only guess to be Jenna.

“Well, here’s one final sample of the buffett before you settle down to Mr. Flower Shorts!” replied her friend.

Suddenly the door swung open and Wyatt was staring at a room full of ladies. They were dressed up in cocktail dresses adorned with various kitschy items like party hats, colorful feather boas, bead necklaces and bracelets. Each one of them was holding a cocktail glass full of ****.

“Well, hello handsome!” One of the women catcalled.

“Come on out to play!” Another cheered on.

Wyatt stepped out of the closet. He looked to the lead girl who opened the door and tried to tell her that he was in the wrong place, but she wasn’t listening as she escorted him to the center of the room.

“This is our party girl,” she whispered in his ear, directing him towards the slender brunette in an open shoulder red party gown that didn’t even cover her thighs.

Wyatt was stunned by her beauty. He then looked at the other women, each one just as hot. This must be a group of models!

“Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!” the ladies demanded. The lead girl, a tall redhead with a dimpled smile, turned on the music and urged Wyatt to perform.

Wyatt did his best, moving to the music and loosening his tie. This small gesture whipped the ladies up into a frenzy. They started screaming and hooting, begging him to show his goods. Bolstered by the enthusiasm, Wyatt started to get into his groove. He took pride in getting some cheers for his dance moves alone. When he finally got his shirt off, the ovation became thunderous!

Wyatt was all in at this point. He approached the bride-to-be, Jenna, and started to put the moves on her. The other ladies “Ooohed” his approach and jeered Jenna for backing away. Through the encouragement of Wyatt and her girls, Jenna finally got out of her seat and joined him for the dance.

He took it slow at first, swaying his body with hers. When she became comfortable with his closeness, he took it a step further and started to grind against her. The girls ate it up! Even Jenna was into it now. She grinned and reached down, unbuckling his belt for him. He undid his button and zipper, then let the bachelorette pull his pants down. He was down to his boxers now and everyone was intent to see what was underneath.

Wyatt didn’t know if this whole scenario was real or magic, or what, but it didn’t feel real to him, so he decided to just go with it. He turned around, facing away from his audience and shimmied his last article of clothing to the floor. The girls were frothing at the mouth to get a glimpse of him in his full monty, so when he turned around, their screams were ear piercing!

Wyatt went back to dance with Jenna and she too was captivated by his manhood. She reached out to touch it and the girls gasped at her. Wyatt raised an eyebrow at Jenna and she raised hers back.