All Dressed Up

I’m finishing the final touches to my makeup and fastening my jewelry when he walks in. I feel his eyes measure me up from my black stiletto heels, up to my thigh-high stockings with a garter belt, and my form-fitting aubergine dress with its plunging neckline. I look over at him and smile. He sighs deeply and tells me he’s going to enjoy taking everything off me later. I chuckle and lift up my dress to show him I’m going commando. He gives a low growl and reminds me that we are already running behind on time. 

In the car, he cranks the AC, so he can enjoy my nipples hardening beneath my dress. I glance over at him and notice his chub in his dressy jeans. My sex quivers with excitement. 

I make eye contact with him as he pulls onto the interstate to head to his workplace dinner party. As he notices me staring at him, I begin to massage my perky nipples through my dress. He chastises me for distracting him. I smile ruefully as I inch up my dress to show my thigh. He begs me to stop teasing him. I continue to rub and massage my nipples. If I’m not careful I will leave a wet spot through my dress. I move my hand over to his thigh and begin softly stroking my fingers up and down his leg. He shifts in his seat and readjusts his now rock hard cock. Seeing it swollen and bulging for me makes my pussy throb. 

He pulls into the restaurant and parks the car. 

He’s slightly out of breath as he exits and walks over to my door to open it for me. I step out and gently brush my thick ass up against the crotch of his pants. He grips my hips and pushes his dick into the small of my back, as I let out a slight moan. 

We are all smiles as we walk into the secluded section of the restaurant for the dinner party. He orders himself a whiskey on ice and a Moscow Mule for me. Feeling his warm hand on my back as we make small talk with his coworkers gives me such security that it sends shivers down my spine and into my sex. 

We sit down to eat and I place my hand on his leg. I feel him stir slightly at my touch. I slowly move my pinky finger up and down his semi-hard tip. He grips my thigh for support. He cuts up pieces of the tender steak and feeds me bites with his silverware so I can keep rubbing him under the table. 

I start to pull my hand away but he slides it back, only closer to the center of his pants. He’s rock hard beneath my hand and I give a slight gasp. He continues to massage my thigh as he inches his fingers closer to my wet pussy. I carefully reposition my seating and spread my legs further apart. Just as he reaches my lips, we are told everyone is doing a couple shots of buttery nipples. We look at each other and grin. He retracts his hand as I do the same from his lap. We take the shots in stride with his coworkers. His boss announces the after-party location, which is a 20-minute drive. 

He opens my car door and spins me around. His mouth is on mine with a fiery passion that is exhilarating. I return his kiss with the same intensity; our tongues swirling around each other. I moan as a guttural growl emerges from him. And just as soon as he was on my mouth he pulled away to open my car door. I get in the car, breathless, and can feel my juices pooling in my pussy.  

Once he merges onto the freeway, he instructs me to pleasure myself. I sit my back against the door and prop a leg up on the seat so he can see my soaked pussy. He reaches over and pushes the v-neck pieces to the side. My breasts pop out and my nipples are erect. He pinches and flicks them between his thumb and forefinger. I groan and move my hand down to my now throbbing pussy. My wetness is warm and slippery. I pull my hand up, spreading my fingers to show him my precum. He nods and moves his hand down from my tits to see for himself. Feeling his warm hand touching me is sexy as fuck. I take over massaging my nipples as he moves his thumb up and down my pulsating bean. I can feel my orgasm building and tell him so. He pulls his hand away and sucks my juices off his fingers. I gasp in desperation and move my hand down to my bean so I can cum but he stops me. He tells me to control my breathing because we’re pulling into the after-party location. 

I slow my breathing as I inch my dress back down and tuck my swollen breasts back into the v-neck pieces. He rubs my leg and tilts my chin up to look at him. He promises me that we won’t stay long. 

Once inside, he brings us two beers as we sit on one of the couches. My sex is soaked with my precum and I’m surprised it hasn’t leaked through my dress. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. He follows me down the hall and waits for me outside. Inside the bathroom, I snap a few selfies and a couple of nude shots of my glossy, swollen pussy lips and my hard nipples. As I use the facilities, I send him the photos. He texts back with his own picture showing the hard bulge in his pants. I finish up and open the bathroom door. 

He pulls me in close and kisses me softly but with fervor. I can feel his own precum through his jeans as he untucks his dress shirt to hide it. He moves his hands down to my breasts and gives my nipples a few flicks each with his thumbs. I moan into his mouth and tell him I want to fuck him. He chuckles and kisses my forehead as he leads me back to the party. We both quickly finished our drinks and say our goodbyes. 

Once we are back in the car, he leans his seat back and instructs me to straddle him. I obey. As I get into position, he unzips his pants, and I watch his rock-hard dick spring up to greet me. There’s a clear pearl of precum on the tip that I swipe with my finger and put into my mouth. God, he tastes fucking good.

I lower myself down onto his cock. He slips right in and his fullness is thrilling. I gasp with pleasure as I begin to thrust my hips, feeling the tip of his penis on my g-spot. He unzips my dress as my tits fall out, free, and wanton. He pinches and rolls them between his fingers as I fuck him. My orgasm is building as I reach down and flick my bean with the same intensity that he’s using on my hard nipples. I cum, hard, and squirt all over him and the seat. He moves his hands to my hips and guides me through the grinding of his cock. Just as he comes, he grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks my head back. I cum with him and feel his dick pulsating inside me.

Panting and out of breath, I lay my head down on his chest. He rubs my back as we slow our breathing to calm down. As he sits up, he reaches for the towel in the back of the car.

He helps lift me up and gently wipes himself off and then cleans me up as well. I climb back over to my seat as he readjusts things on his side. We look at each other and laugh. We didn’t even make it out of his boss’s driveway before fucking. Thankfully, there were no known parties watching.