The Party by Lady Grey
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LadyGrey

Aaron's Story If it had been left down to me, we wouldn't have gone to Glenda's party that night. For one thing, Laura, my wife, was in a shitty mood which wasn't unusual these days. This time it was just because I had laid the law down and refused to allow her to wear what I considered to be a far too revealing dress even though she had bought it especially for tonight's party. The other reason was that it was a company evening attended by directors and management, and although it was not my thing socializing, it was not a good idea promotion wise not to show up at one of these events.

I wasn't overly keen about attending another one of Glenda's parties, not after the first one. They weren't really my scene these days. They tended to get a little too boisterous for my liking. Mind you, I have to admit she really knew how to throw a party, and if I had been a single guy it might have been a different story. There was always plenty of drink flowing, and she always came up with some novel entertainment. As we got ready Laura was still sulking about the dress, and although I had to admit she looked great in it, it wasn't the sort of dress you would want to see your wife wearing at a company event. I was not a prude and I liked to see guys admiring Laura, but this dress showed too much bare flesh.

While she was in the shower I laid my dress suit out on the bed and selected a shirt and tie. I looked up as she came into the room. She was stark naked and pink from her shower. Her only covering was a towel wrapped around her hair. She looked gorgeous; her high firm breasts were tipped with rosy pink nipples and my eyes drifted down her slim body over her almost flat stomach to the delightful vee of her nude pussy. She always kept herself clean shaven. The lips of her pussy were slightly protruding and the darker inner lips were just visible peeping out of the cleft.

She stared at me as I looked at her. "I think I ought to teach you a lesson and go like this," she said taking up a modeling pose, hands on hips. "I'm sure Mike and the other guys wouldn't object."

I didn't say anything. I didn't want another argument, but I knew she was probably right. Mike was the firm's CEO and I'd seen the way he looked at some of the women on the staff, and also heard whispered stories about his exploits

I went into the bathroom and took my shower, and when I came out, Laura was sitting at her dressing table. She had completed her hair and make up and was now wearing just a pair of high legged white panties and easing on some dark hold ups. When she stood up, she looked incredibly sexy and I felt my cock twitch. At that moment I could have grabbed her, tossed her on the bed, and ravaged her, but knowing the mood she was in maybe it wasn't a good idea. After a few drinks things might be different. Just at that moment I didn't realise just how different.

When we arrived at the party it was already in full swing. Glenda welcomed us in and commented on how nice Laura looked. With the new dress being ruled out, she had decided on flared black evening pants and a silver vee necked top. It was a little lower than I would have liked, but I didn't say anything not wanting more sulks. Glenda led us through to the lounge and there were nods and hellos from people we knew.

"Drinks?" Glenda inquired. "Every one's on Champers at the moment."

Laura nodded and Glenda held her hand up. I saw Laura's eye's widen with surprise as an all but naked well built handsome young guy came over carrying a tray of drinks. He was wearing a pair of black tight fitting shorts that did not leave an awful lot to the imagination. I saw Laura's eyes take in his well proportioned body. He obviously worked out.

She turned and smiled at Glenda. "Nice staff you've got tonight." Glenda laughed. "Glad you like him, darling. There are a couple of others working with him who are just as gorgeous, and what's more, they are doubling up tonight as the entertainment."

Laura smiled. "I can't wait for that."

At that moment one of the line managers grabbed my arm and wanted to chat. Laura stood for a moment, then someone caught her eye and she drifted off to talk to some of the other wives. When I at last managed to drag myself away from him, the next thing I noticed she was in a group laughing with Mike and a couple of his cronies.

I circulated around the party chatting with people I knew and noticed that Laura made no attempt to join me. When she gets the face on with me she really gets it on. Suddenly, the lights went dim, and as the noise of conversation quieted down, Glenda informed us that we should all gather round the small stage and enjoy the first of the entertainment.

The music started with a loud beat, and the three guys who had been acting as waiters appeared in the center of the room. I have to admit their routine was good: a mixture of dancing and gymnastics. It went down especially well with the ladies present as the three of them were almost naked, their well oiled muscular bodies gleaming in the spotlight. The only thing they were wearing is what you might describe as posing pouches. There was loud applause when they finished their act with many of the ladies present calling for more. I could not help but notice that the one leading the cheers was Laura who seemed to have already had a little too much to drink. I hoped she wasn't going to embarrass herself and me along with her.

I managed to get a word with her as everyone dispersed after the entertainment and told her to watch her drinking. She glared at me. "You're getting a right party pooper telling me what to wear and now what I should drink. Chill out, Aaron, and enjoy the party. I mean to." And with that she took another glass of champagne off a passing waiter's tray and stalked off.

The trouble with these company parties is that they are supposed to be a way of relaxing, getting away from the office, and socializing, but people always want to talk business. Joe Jackson from planning cornered me wanting to talk about some problem he was having with his latest project. Joe was a nice guy. We played golf together now and again so I did not want to seem to be uninterested. The conversation between us went on for quite a while, and then I heard Glenda announcing more entertainment.

"The entertainment's a bit on the raunchy side, don't you think?" Joe remarked. "It's not really my sort of thing, but the ladies seem to like it. It's certainly making my Andrea quite hot so I guess I might be on a promise tonight," he said with a grin.

I heard the music start again, and I noticed that it was a quite sensuous beat this time, slow and throbbing. We started to talk again when suddenly Joe paused and looked across the room where the entertainment was taking place. "I say, Aaron, isn't that your Laura dancing on stage with those guys?"

I turned and looked and couldn't believe my eyes. It was Laura! She was up there on the small stage, and she was grinding pelvis to pelvis with this almost naked guy. As they were dancing, the second guy was stroking his hands down over her back and groping the cheeks of her arse.

I looked at what was going on, and feeling annoyed by the display, I turned to Joe. "I've got to stop this before she makes a fool of herself."

Joe grabbed my arm. "I don't think that would be a very good idea, Aaron."

I looked at him. "Why the hell not?"

"Well, by the look of things, Mike and his buddies have a front row seat, and he might not appreciate you interrupting the show."

"I can't let her go on like that; she'll embarrass me, the company, and everyone else."

"I don't think her embarrassing the company will be too much of a problem for you, Aaron. I hear that Mike and his buddies are partial to a little erotic entertainment."

I looked over again at Laura and the two dancers and saw that Mike was on his feet calling to the dancer, and suddenly I went hot all over as I saw one of them start to lift up Laura's top. What surprised me was she was not objecting, but actually lifting her arms up to assist him.

With her top removed, he tossed it casually into the audience. I watched as the two of them moved in to caress her bra covered breasts. There was more encouragement from the crowd, and one of them slipped the bra straps off Laura's shoulders while the other unclipped her bra. In one quick movement the bra was pulled from her. As her naked breasts were exposed to everyone, a cheer went up with loud whistles and clapping.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Here was my wife standing up in front of everyone we knew and letting these two guys strip her, but that was not my only problem, for to my surprise, I felt my cock responding to the erotic sight before me. I was actually beginning to enjoying the show, but wondering just how far things would go. I watched as one of the dancers cupped her breasts in his hands and lent her forward allowing the other one to kiss and suck her prominent nipples, drawing them into his mouth. Then the guy who was holding her lifted her bodily off the floor, and Laura wrapped her legs around his body. He bent her backwards until the other dancer was able to grab her arms and hold her while his partner began to unfasten her pants. Again, I was waiting for Laura to protest or attempt to stop him, but she just lay there smiling up at him as he unclipped her pants and eased down the zip. I saw her allow him to draw the pants down over her hips; then they set her down upon the floor between them, and one of them lifted her legs straight up so they could completely remove her pants.

Again, there was a round of whistles and applause as Laura was now laid between them in just her white high legged panties and her dark hold ups. I remembered earlier in the evening when I had seen her in this outfit in the privacy of our bedroom and the feelings I had for her then, but now that feeling was unbelievably heightened as she lay there displayed herself to everyone in the room. I had to make quick adjustments to the raging hard on that was threatening to burst my pants wide open.

The dancers bent over Laura, and starting at her shoulders, they slowly worked down her body, intimately caressing her: kissing her breasts and biting her nipples. I watched expectantly as one of them moved his hands down until they were on the waistband of her panties, and there was suddenly a hushed silence in the room as with a quick tug he ripped the flimsy garment from her body.

I saw Mike and some of the other guys on the front row lean forward to get a better view of her now exposed pussy as the dancer finally removed the panties and tossed them in the direction of Mike. He caught the tattered remnants deftly, and a ripple of laughter went around the watchers as he held them to his nose and inhaled deeply before slipping them into his pocket.

There was more applause as the dancers got to their feet leaving Laura lying on the floor naked, and then gasps from the crowd as in one swift movement the pair of them whipped off their brief trunks exposing to the delight of all the ladies thick semi erect cocks. I gasped as I now realised their intentions. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My God, they were about to screw Laura there on the floor in front of everybody. Surely she must realise what was happening to her and stop them, but to my horror she just lay there smiling up at them and slowly rubbing her fingers over her pussy.

I had to prevent what ever was about to happen whatever the consequences. I tried to move forward, but the ring of tightly packed bodies around the small stage was too tight, and no one wanted to move to let someone in. As I tried desperately to get through I got some nasty looks. It was all to no avail; I could not get near her. I could see over the top of the crowd, and watched as each of the now naked dancers bent down and gripped Laura's ankles and lifted each leg up into a vertical position. Then to every man in the room's delight and amid more wild applause, he spread them wide exposing her intimately. Even from my position I could see that with her legs splayed open as they were her pussy was also spread open, and the wet pink interior was now openly displayed to everyone. She was already moist with her juices. Even I could not watch the next bit. The embarrassment was just too much as one of the dancers began to lower himself between her open legs. I just turned away and walked away from the circle of bodies, but I heard her cry out as he entered her. I just collapsed on a chair, my head in my hands as I heard the crowd urging them on, and the cries of pleasure coming from my wife.

It seemed to go on for ever: the screams, the groans, the noise of the crowd. At last I heard a cry I knew so well, and amid more whistles and applause I knew that Laura had shared her orgasm with everyone in the room. How was I going to face everyone at work after this? What would they think of me? I looked up as the crowed began to slowly disperse. On the stage the dancers had gone, and Laura was sitting up now looking a little bedraggled. She still was totally naked apart from her hold ups, and I watched as Mike, who was now sitting beside her with an arm around her shoulder, was gently toweling her dry.

I turned away and went through to the bar and poured myself a large whisky and downed it in one gulp. I looked up as Alan, the financial director, came up behind me and patted me energetically on the back. "Wonderful show, Aaron. You'll have to get her to put on another show for us sometime soon. She has a wonderful body and awesome tits." I smiled weakly and nodded.

I poured myself another drink and drank half of it; the raw sprit burned my throat. Maybe things weren't so bad after all, but where did this leave me and Laura? Things surely couldn't go on as before after that public performance.

The party was thinning out. People were leaving. I guess I needed to go back and face her. To my surprise, as I entered the room, I saw she had remained naked. She was standing talking to Mike and Phil Logan out of Marketing. What was even more surprising was that she didn't seem at all concerned about her lack of clothes. I stood and watched as she chatted and smiled amicably as people leaving the party came over and congratulated her on her performance.

Mike noticed me standing in the doorway and waved me over. Laura lowered her head shyly as I approached. Now that I was closer to her I could see red marks on her body and breasts where she had been handled roughly.

"Great evening, Aaron," said Mike patting me on the back. "You have a great little performer here," he said putting his arm around Laura's shoulder and hugging her to him. "Nice to meet someone like Laura here with no inhibitions. She's been a great sport; everybody loved her. There will be a large bonus in your pay check next week; make sure this little lady gets some of it." He held out his hand and shook mine. "Take her home and enjoy the rest of your weekend, my boy." Then with a smile and a wink at Laura he walked away.

When he had gone Laura looked up at me, now a little shamefaced. "I'm sorry, Aaron. I don't know what came over me. Maybe it was the drink, and maybe I was still mad at you. I don't know, but once things got started I couldn't stop them."

"It didn't look to me as though you wanted to stop them," I said.

"Maybe I didn't," she said with a slight smile. "They were lovely guys, and they really knew how to fuck a lady."

"But there in front of everyone?" I said with a slight smile. "I didn't know where to put myself."

She laughed. "Well, I can tell you they certainly did, and if you get me home quickly, I'll show you." I couldn't help but smile at her. "Alright, get your clothes and let's get home. I have to admit that seeing you naked with everyone looking at you did make me feel more than a little horny."

She looked around. "I think we have a problem here, Aaron. My clothes seem to have disappeared. What the hell am I going to do?"

I shrugged. "Well, you've spent most of the evening naked showing your arse, tits, and pussy to everyone. It shouldn't be a problem for you to you to remain naked until we get home, and I'm sure the cab driver won't mind."

She grabbed my arm and looked at me. "Well, darling, I'm game if you are."

The Party: Laura's side of the Story. I was feeling really pissed off with Aaron lately. He seemed to have changed since he got his new job with Milton and Cross. My husband of ten years was a top design engineer, and both of us were pleased when he was selected from a couple of dozen applicants to work for the specialist engineering firm.

He took his new job very seriously. He was in charge of a team of designers and engineers who designed and manufactured specialist parts for motor racing teams. The problem was that it meant his working long hours and some weekends, and this did not do a lot for either our private or social life. Our sex life suffered worse of all. He was either too tired, or when we did do it, and that wasn't all that often, I could tell his mind was on other things.

The only bright sparks in my world at the moment were Glenda's parties. Glenda worked as corporate and customer relations manager for Milton and Cross. She was in charge of the corporate entertainments for customers at exhibitions and race meetings, and for the company itself she organized the wildest parties.

I didn't know what to expect when we went to the first one, but I was surprised to find all the directors and managers there, and a sprinkling of important customers. There was loads of drink and scrumptious food, and she had even organized a talented dance group who put on a very sexy and revealing show.

It was at that first party that I made the acquaintance of Mike Berry, the company CEO. I was sitting on a sofa on my own as Aaron was deep in conversation with someone from the company. At that time I didn't know anyone. Then this good looking guy with iron grey hair came and sat beside me.

"What's an attractive young woman like you doing sitting all on her own?"

I smiled. "I seem to have been deserted by my husband. He's talking business as usual, and I don't know any one as it's the first time I've been to one of these parties."

The guy smiled. "Well, I'm Mike Berry, and I'm the company CEO. And you are?"

"Laura, Laura Grant," I said taking his outstretched hand.

"Aaron Grant's wife?" he said knowingly. "Nice to make your acquaintance. Clever guy, Aaron. We were glad to get hold of him although I have to agree with you; he's a bit of a workaholic. But don't sit there on your own, Laura. Come on over and meet some of the management team," he said getting up.

As I slid off the sofa to stand up, I could not help but notice his eyes drop to view cleavage as my top gaped a little as I stood up, and I got that excited feeling I always got when I caught a guy looking at me.

He led me over to where three guys and a couple of young women were chatting together. They all looked up as we approached. "Everyone, I want you all to meet Laura," Mike said with a flourish. They all looked at me and smiled a welcome. Then Mike went round the group introducing them: Alan from finance, Phil from staffing and recruitment, Glenda from the corporate team. "This is the wonderful lady who puts on these great parties," Mike said. I nodded at Glenda and she smiled back.

"These other two youngsters are from production and testing: Chris and the lovely Jane, his wife." Chris shook my hand and Jane smiled. Mike stopped a waiter for another round of drinks and soon we were all chatting like old friends. During the conversation I could not help but notice Mike looking at me when he thought I wasn't looking. The fact that a guy in his position was interested in me was quite exciting. It felt just like old times when I was single. I was quite sorry when finally the party broke up as I was enjoying myself. Before we parted, Mike said that it had been fun meeting me and he would hopefully see me at the next party. I nodded. I was already looking forward to that. It was about a month to the day that Aaron came home one evening and mentioned that there was to be another party. "I don't know how you feel," he said, "but I'm not all that bothered about going. I think we ought to make an excuse, say we have something booked already. I'm not into these work socials."

I looked at him. "I don't think that's a good idea, and anyway, I enjoyed the last one. It was fun. We don't get out that much with you being so busy."

He shrugged. "I know that, but this job keeps me busy, and that's what pays the bills. I see enough of the people at work. I don't really want to socialise with them as well." He saw the look on my face. "Okay, okay," he said with bad grace. "We'll go to this one. But I'm not going to every one so make the most of it."

The following day I got Aaron to drop me off in town on his way to work. "I'm going to have a day's shopping, buy something nice to wear for the party."

"Enjoy yourself, but don't go mad," he said as he leaned across and gave me a peck on the cheek as I got out. "And buy something sensible; don't forget it's a company affair." "Yes, boss," I said cheekily as I shut the car door and waved him off. Something sensible, I thought to myself. No chance. I still had visions of the way Mike looked at me at the last party. Was he really flirting with me or just being friendly? Well, we would see. I shopped around and found just what I was looking for: a black party dress. It had a flared knee length skirt, an extremely low cut tight fitting bodice with thin spaghetti like straps, and an almost non existence back which meant it wasn't a dress you could wear a bra under. I wasn't sure that Aaron would approve, but the girl in the store assured me that I looked stunning in it.

I didn't let Aaron see it until the day of the party and I couldn't believe his reaction. He almost blew his top. "You can't go to a company do in that," he stormed. "God, you're almost falling out of it. I'll be a laughing stock with everyone seeing my wife parading around in that." I tell you I was really pissed off with his attitude, but there was no swaying him. It was either wear something more demure, or we weren't going to the party at all. I was seething, but he was adamant so not wanting to miss the party and a chance to meet up with Mike again I backed down.

I was in somewhat of a black mood when I went upstairs to get ready. After searching my wardrobe for something suitable I selected a silver vee necked top and flared evening pants. I laid them out on the bed and went in for a shower.

I was still fuming about the dress when I heard Aaron come into the bedroom. I finished my shower, wrapped a towel around my hair, and dried myself off. I looked at me in the long bathroom mirror. The reflection of my naked body was pleasing to me. I cupped my breasts in my hands. They were still quite firm with only the slightest sign of sagging. I felt a tremor as I flicked my thumbs across my sensitive nipples.

Looking down my body my stomach was still flat. Three days a week at the gym saw to that. I dropped one hand down from my breast and ran it over the smooth mound of pussy. I tantalizingly ran a finger down between my lips spreading them slightly. I was tempted to go further but resisted the urge.

I opened the door and walked into the bedroom. Aaron looked up as I entered. I posed in the doorway placing one hand on my hip and smiled at him. "I think I ought to go like this," I said sexily. "I'm sure Mike and the other guys wouldn't mind." I saw the look on his face as he pushed past me into the bath room. I smiled to myself as the door shut.

I sat down at my dressing table and started to do my hair. In my mind's eye I suddenly began to imagine what it might feel like to walk into a party naked. I wasn't an exhibitionist, but I think most women have had that fantasy. I shuddered at the thought. But the whole scenario excited me: the thought of everyone looking at you and there you are completely naked. I felt a warm tingle deep in my stomach.

I had done my hair and make up and slipped on a pair of high legged white panties and was slipping my legs into dark hold ups when Aaron returned. He still didn't speak, dressing in silence, only nodding grudging approval when I finished dressing and asking him if my selection of outfits was okay.

At the party, Glenda greeted us at the door, and I was pleased when she complimented me on my outfit. My eyes lit up when she beckoned over an attractive well built young guy carrying a tray of drinks. "Champers tonight."

The guy smiled and lowered the tray. My eyes were not on the drinks, but on his almost naked body, for all he was wearing were a pair of skin tight shorts that left little to the imagination.

"Nice staff you've got tonight," I said as I watched the roll of his trim arse as he walked away.

Glenda smiled. "I agree," she said, "and he has brought along two friends who look just as good. They also double as the entertainment." I grinned. "Can't wait for that."

In the party there were hellos from people we had met last time, and almost immediately Aaron was collared by one of his colleagues. I saw Mike. He was chatting to Chris and Jane whom I had met last time. They waved me over.

Mike nodded his approval as I approached. "You're looking gorgeous tonight, Laura," he commented as he lent forward and kissed my cheek. "Need another drink?"

I looked at my nearly empty glass and nodded. "Yes, I could do with one. Had a row with Aaron before we came out; we're not talking."

Jane laughed. "Guys! They are such spoilt children if they don't get there own way."

Chris and Mike looked at her and smiled.

A few minutes later Alan and Phil joined us. They ordered more drinks and soon I was feeling somewhat better with three glasses of Champers inside me. Stuff Aaron, I thought to myself. I'm going to enjoy myself.

I enjoyed being with this crowd. They were good fun, and when the first of the entertainment started, we had a front row seat. The three waiters had changed into even briefer costumes and performed some exciting dance routines. I think most of the women in the room, including myself, were fascinated and turned on by the sight of three well endowed young guys. And when they finished, we all applauded wildly.

I had no idea where Aaron was, and I wasn't really bothered. In fact, with all the Champers I was drinking I was beginning to feel a little light headed. I was a little surprised when I felt a hand lightly stroke my bottom and I looked around and Mike grinned at me.

"Sorry, Laura," he said. "I just couldn't resist it. You have such a perfect bum." I looked at him. "You are a very naughty boy, Michael. I'm a married woman." "Whose husband has deserted you."

I looked around. "Looks like it, but I'm sure you'll take good care of me."

He put his arm around me and pulled me to him., I didn't resist, and he took it as an invitation to stroke my bottom again. I smiled up at him. We stood there close together, and I was enjoying the feel of his hand as he gently caressed me.

At that moment one of the waiters came over and Mike took two more glasses. He handed me one. "I don't know if I should, Mike. I'm feeling a little unsteady all ready."

He grinned. "Get it down; one more won't hurt you."

Just then the lights dimmed and Glenda announced it was time for more entertainment. This time two of the dancers appeared. I looked up at Mike. "Those guys are really hot. I wouldn't mind one of them in my bed." Mike grinned. "Maybe you'll get a chance. Glenda's informed me they are looking for a lady to join them for this part of the show." I looked across at Glenda who nodded. "That's what they said, Laura. You up for it?"

I looked at Mike. "What do you think? Should I get up with them?" He grinned. "It might be interesting."

Glenda smiled and called one of the dancers. He leaned over and she spoke to him. He looked in my direction and nodded. Then he held out his hand and pulled me up onto the stage. "Thanks for volunteering. What's your name?"

"Laura," I said a little hesitantly.

"Nice name. Well, Laura, I'm Chris and this other good looking chap is Steve, and we're going to have some fun." He grinned and Steve smiled and nodded.

Around me everyone started clapping as the music started, and the two dancers danced around me. "Come on, little lady, get with it," Chris said with a grin. "Show us your moves."

At first I was a little self conscious, but as I started moving with the guys I began to relax and enjoy myself. When they moved in closer and started rubbing their almost naked bodies against me, I really started to enjoy myself.

I looked over to where Mike and the others were standing, and I saw Mike give me the thumbs up. "Get with it, Laura. Show them what you've got," he shouted over the music.

It was hot up there on the stage under the spotlights, and what with all the Champers I had drunk, I was feeling more than a little light headed. Now the guys were pressing their bodies up against me. I could feel the bulge of their cocks rubbing against my thighs. "You're sure enjoying this," Chris said, and then he leaned forward and kissed me wetly, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I was a little taken aback at first, but quickly got over it and responded.

Then Steve moved in and started rubbing his hands over my body as we danced. I know I should have stopped him, but I was beginning to enjoy the sensation of being treated this way by two complete strangers.

As we danced, Chris leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "How would you respond if we put on a real show for the people?"

I pulled back and looked at him. "A real show?" I asked him curiously. He nodded. "How would you feel if we stripped you naked up here on stage?"

"In front of everyone?" I asked somewhat breathlessly.

He nodded slowly, and I thought back to this afternoon when I made the suggestion about appearing naked at the party. I was hot all over; my head saw spinning; could I go ahead and let these two wonderful hunks of manhood strip me naked in front of everyone? What about Aaron? What would Mike and the others think about me?

My mind whirled. The thought of doing such a thing was exciting. I looked at Mike, and I saw the look on his face. I realised at once that he must have known what was going on for he was nodding and giving me the thumbs up, and at that moment I knew I had to agree. But what about Aaron? What would his reaction be? Then I thought to hell with him. He had brought this on himself, and I was going to teach him a lesson.

"Well?" Chris said. "What do you think? Can't keep the folks waiting all night."

I looked at the crowed gathered around the stage; then I looked up at Steve who was holding me close. "Okay," I said breathlessly, "let's do it."

He grinned and hugged me. "That's my girl. Now we can really have some fun."

He started to dance holding me at arms length. Then Steve came up behind me and started to lift up my top. As he did so, there was a cheer from the crowd as my top slid up over my breasts. I lifted my arms to assist him. He pulled the top off and tossed it into the crowd. With the top off, my bra covered breasts were exposed. Chris looked at them hungrily and ran his hands over them squeezing them gently. He was quickly joined by Steve. Between them they caressed my breasts and rubbed their hands over my nipples which had quickly risen to the occasion.

Leaving Steve to continue his wonderful treatment of my breasts, Chris eased the bra straps off my shoulders. Then Steve released my breasts, and I felt the clasp of my bra give way. Chris slid the bra down my arms exposing my breasts totally. From around the stage there was applause and whistles.

With my breasts now uncovered, the two of them went to work on them, kneading the flesh and doing exciting things with my nipples. I groaned and clutched onto Chris, feeling his hard muscular body. He bent me backwards and lent over me so he could take my breast in his mouth. I cried out as he bit down on my nipple. While this was happening I could feel Steve unfastening my pants and easing the zip at the side down. Through the fogginess of my now lust filled mind I began to realise that this was going all the way. I was excited and somewhat fearful at the same time. I hadn't seen Aaron for a while. Was he out there watching me? What would he be thinking? Then there was Mike. Was this what he wanted of me when he said, ‘show them what you've got?' The way things were going I was certainly going to do that. I felt Steve take hold of my arms. Chris lifted my legs and wrapped them around his body. Then he began to ease down my pants. There was a chorus of approval from the crowd. With my pants around my thighs, the two guys set me down on the floor. Chris smiled down at me as I lay there. Then he bent down, took hold of my ankles, and lifted my legs so the he could completely remove my pants. He tossed them into the waiting crowd.

I couldn't believe how I was feeling as I lay there at Chris's feet wearing only my brief panties and my hold ups. I was a little concerned about my panties as I had felt myself getting wetter and wetter as the show progressed. Could everyone see the state I was in? If they couldn't now, I guess they soon would be able to for I knew my panties would soon be going the same way as the rest of my clothes.

Chris nudged my legs apart; then he lowered himself down until he was kneeling between them. Steve kneeled down facing him; then the two of them started at either end of my body and slowly massaged their way down, or up. Steve's hands were concentrating again on my breasts while Chris worked his way up my legs until his fingers were almost brushing my most intimate parts.

Suddenly, the crowd around me went quiet as I felt Chris's fingers grip the waistband of my panties. I held my breath as there was a sudden tug, followed by a ripping sound, and a cheer from the crowd as my last item of clothing was ripped from me. I was totally naked and exposed to the lusting crowd. Around me I saw men leaning forward to get a closer view of my nakedness. I saw Mike's face, and I could see the lust in his eyes. I had seen that look on a guy's face many times before; that man wanted to fuck me.

The crowd was cheering wildly again, and I looked up at the two dancers who stood looking down at my exposed nakedness. Chris held up his hand for silence, and as the crowed quieted down, the two men rested their hands on their hips and in one quick movement they whipped their shorts off. For a moment there was silence in the room, then a roar of applause as the two of them revealed everything. For a moment I lay there stunned as I began to realise that things were about to go a lot further than I ever imagined.

Mind you, the sight of those two magnificent cocks made my eyes water nearly as much as my pussy was already doing. Were the two of them going to fuck me here in front of everyone? I stared at them, my heart thumping, as the two of them slowly stroked their ever growing erections. I already knew the answer.

Chris reached down and gripped my ankles, one in each hand. Then he raised my legs up till they were vertical. He looked around at the crowd that now seemed to be closer than ever, and then he slowly and deliberately spread my legs wider and wider revealing every intimate detail of my most intimate anatomy. He kneeled between my open legs, placed one leg over each of his shoulders, and I could have cried out as I felt his stiff cock brush across my swollen pussy lips. He lifted me from the waist and positioned me; then I had the awesome feeling as he penetrated me.

His swollen cock filled my passage, but entered me without a lot of effort due to the fact that I was gushing. I could see the blur of faces around me as he began to fuck me, his cock thrusting into to me like a piston on a steam engine.

Then I felt Steve gripping my head and I could feel his cock rubbing over my face. I could smell the manly scent, and I knew where he wanted to put it. I gripped his shaft and held it to my mouth, my tongue licking around the swollen head as I enjoyed the taste of his precum. Then I opened up for him and allowed him to fill my mouth and throat. I almost gagged with the size of him, but I leaned my head back and managed to lick and suck him. By the sounds that were coming from him, I seemed to be doing a competent job.

I've got to tell you I was on a different planet. Oh yes, like most women I'd had fantasies, but apart from a couple of affairs early in my grown up years I'd only ever had sex with Aaron, and it was never like this. The whole thing was unreal. Here I was lying naked, surrounded by Aaron's work colleagues, being well and truly fucked by two good looking guys.

I seemed to shut myself off from the outside world. All I wanted was to feel the pleasure, the feel of Chris's cock pounding into me, filling me, and Steve's cock being pushed down my throat. I was overwhelmed by the feeling building up in me. I wanted it never to stop. I was whimpering as my orgasm reached its peak. I wanted them to join me, and I wasn't disappointed. With a lunge, Chris buried himself deep inside me and held it there. I felt Steve's cock swell in my mouth. As my orgasm burst I felt Chris erupt filling me with his seed, and at almost the same moment, I gagged as Steve filled my throat with his warn sticky fluid.

I'm sure I blacked out for when I opened my eyes, they were both gone, and Mike was kneeling beside me holding a glass to my lips. The ice cold champagne washed away the taste of Steve's juices. I looked up at him and smiled. "Was that supposed to happen?"

He smiled and nodded. "I was hoping so."

I looked around me. Some of the crowd had dispersed; others stood talking. I looked down at my naked body. I looked a mess. My breasts were marked where they had been handled roughly; my thighs were wet and sticky with the overflowing juices.

Mike said nothing as he gently dried my body with a towel someone had passed him. Then he passed me the towel allowing me to stand up and clean up my more intimate areas.

Now with most of the crowd drifting off, I saw Aaron watching us. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. I guessed that he wasn't too happy.

Phil Logan came over carrying more drinks. "You feeling okay now?" I nodded.

"You put on a great show."

I smiled, but felt myself reddening. "I think I was a bit drunk." They both laughed.

Then Mike saw Aaron watching us. He beckoned him over. "Great evening, Aaron," said Mike patting me on the back. "You have a great little performer here," he said putting his arm around my shoulders and hugging me to him. "It's nice to meet someone like Laura here with no inhibitions. She's been a great sport. Everybody loved her. There will be a large bonus in your pay check next week. Make sure this little lady gets some of it." He held out his hand and shook Aaron's warmly. "Take her home and enjoy the rest of your weekend, my boy." Then with a smile and a wink at me he turned and walked away with Phil. When they had gone I looked up at Aaron, now feeling a little shamefaced. "I'm sorry, Aaron. I don't know what came over me; maybe it was the drink and maybe I was still mad at you. I don't know, but once things got started I couldn't stop them."

"It didn't look to me as though you wanted to stop them," he said. "Maybe I didn't," I said with a shrug and a slight smile. "They were

lovely guys and they really knew how to fuck a lady."

"But there in front of everyone," he said, but I noticed a slight smile on his face. "I didn't know where to put myself."

I laughed. "Well, I can tell you this, Aaron. They certainly did, and if you get me home quickly, I'll show you."

He couldn't help but smile. "Alright, get your clothes and let's get home. I have to admit, darling, that seeing you naked with everyone looking at you did make me feel more than a little Horny."

I looked around. I could not see any of my clothes. I looked at Aaron. "I think we have a problem here. My clothes seem to have disappeared. What the hell am I going to do?"

He shrugged. "Well, you've spent most of the evening naked showing your arse, tits, and pussy to everyone. It shouldn't be a problem for you to you to remain naked until we get home, and I'm sure the cab driver won't mind."

I grabbed his arm and looked at him. "Well, darling, I'm game if you are."

We walked out arm in arm stopping only to say good night to Glenda who didn't look at all surprised by my continued lack of clothing. Outside, the chill night air caused my nipples to perk up, and by the look on the taxi driver's face I think I caused something else to perk up as well. I guess even more so when Aaron saw him watching us in the rear view mirror. Aaron gently eased my legs apart to give him an even better view. I slid my hand over Aaron's thighs and quickly encountered a throbbing erection. I wrapped my fingers around it and smiled at him. "I hope you are up for sticky seconds, darling, because I certainly am."