The Party Starts

Lots of people of both sexes wanted to talk to me, commenting on the dress and my makeup and how well I had brushed up. My wife even came up and gave me a kiss. But she pointed out that I wasn’t her type this evening. Others wanted to know how I was feeling, how I was coping with the heels, had I enjoyed my day so far. Nobody mentioned what was to come.

We browsed the nibbles and the drinks kept appearing. It was mainly the girls who were talking to me probably because I responded to them. The men were discussing something on the other side. I wasn’t part of their world tonight. I think everybody was here by now. Cat came by and explained the layout of the house (which was quite large), where the toilets were and the fact that there were five bed/play rooms upstairs “But I expect you’ll get a guided tour at some point”

The music was playing and folk started dancing. Some of the men joined in and Alan came over to me and danced opposite me. He was about the same size as I was so was easy to dance with. A slower track came on and he came closer and put his arms round me. “Relax!” he said “You’re wound up tighter than a spring – I like the dress” and with that he ran his fingers down my back. Now this dress was short – not much more than crotch level. As his hands went down, they reached the hem and met my stockinged legs. I tensed and squirmed. “I don’t think I ready yet” I whispered, “Save me a place for later” he whispered back.

Bob came over and reminded me of what he had said the night before. I needed to circulate and start talking to the men. They were a little reticent and I didn’t know what to say either. Ann came over and told them that I was new and that they needed to show me the ropes. I panicked a little at this because nobody had told me about ropes and bondage. It broke the ice and they laughed at my consternation. They asked if that was what I was seeking and my horrified reaction gave me away. But it led into a conversation about what I did want.

This was just as difficult so I fudged it by suggesting that I wanted probably almost the same as all the other girls here. They picked me up on the probably pointing out that this wasn’t the place for probably and that if I didn’t say no then what I clearly meant was yes. I said nothing. A female pair of hands behind me reached round and gently fondled my boobs. “Nice pair! Almost better than mine” Someone lifted my skirt and said “Still got your knickers on. Is someone going to remove them soon?” A number of hands reached towards me and I quickly wriggled away, “Not just yet” I said coyly.