Date: Mon, 8 Mar 2010 08:22:11 -0500
From: Joyce Devries <joyce_devries@hotmail.com>
Subject: New Years Eve 2009, TV Story

December 31st, 2009, "Another New Years Eve Gala"

By Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com
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Note, this a true story, some of the names have been changed, but
certainly not the events of the days!, this is taken right from my
diary entry of the time.

My (email) name is Joyce Devries and it was a real life
adventure, our good friends (a couple, me with him as a male and my
spouse with her) that we have double dated a few times, again invited
us to join them as their dates for a Gala event put on by a hotel in
the next City for over 500 people to celebrate New years Eve, and NO,
this was NOT a TV/TG event. My spouse knows about and totally supports
me as "Joyce"; she is an incredible woman, as you will see. I am 5'0",
TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite well as a woman and
have done tons of "real life" things as a woman, this one was another
really special, romantic adventure.

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It was August 27th, 2009 and I got an email from my husband
Sharon's, Bisexual lovers partner, Brad, asking if I was interested in
going to the New Years Eve Gala for yet another time as his date, the
email read:

"Dear Joyce, it has been a while, I am hope you will accept my
invitation to attend the New Years Gala this yes, I know it is early,
but tickets are selling fast, I would love for you to play my wife
again, and to enjoy your loving feminine being and of course your
lovely lips again, hoping the answer is yes,

Kisses, Brad.

p.s. if the answer is yes, please tell me the colour of your dress"

 Well it was more of a rhetorical question, as I would never turn
down an opportunity to a mainstream occasion like the New Years Eve
Gala with about 400 or so formally dressed individuals, with a handsome
man like Brad, so I answered him right then and there and said "YES!,
and that the colour was going to be gold".

Like the last time we went, this time was not going to be any
different, I was going to be going as Brad's date, posing as his wife,
and Sharon, my husband was going to be going as Brenda's date, which
was her Bi-sexual lover. The Gala was going to be at the same Delta
Meadowvale hotel in Mississauga, near the Toronto Airport. I loved
going to the web site and reading all of the same information as the
last time we went:

"Please come and join us for the splendid New Years Eve Gala at the
Delta Meadowvale Hotel in Mississauga, dinner is at 6pm, 4 course meal,
followed by a live band and DJ till 3am, a midnight buffet will be
served, as well as champagne and party favours at midnight. Cost per
couple is $275, and discounts are available for hotel rooms. Please
advise when calling that you are going to the Gala in order to get the
room discount. Please note, there is a strict dress code, this is a
black tie affair, men are to be appropriately attired, tuxedos are
preferred, women need to dress accordingly, pants or slacks are not
permitted for female attire, floor length dresses are preferred".

I knew it was only August but my mind started racing and I
immediately contacted Sharon and told her, and of course she already
knew and she simply said back in an email, "better start thinking of
what dress you are going to be wearing!". Well for me, there was only
one choice, it was going to be a dress I got off Ebay a few years
before, a gold dress and bolero jacket combination, floor length and
had my seamstress modify the front slit to literally just below my
panties. After getting the dress and seeing how it looked, I went and
got a pair of 4" gold strappy sandals and when I looked at the whole
look, I loved how it looked and knew Brad would like it and was perfect
for the Gala, I had worn this once for when Sharon and I got together
to open our Christmas presents together, but never in public and her
comment at the time was, "the dress is gorgeous, it so suits you and
your body, and I am definitely jealous". The final piece of the outfit
was a gold clutch purse Sharon found at a garage sale years ago and
totally set the entire look off.

Nothing really happened for months leading up to the holiday
season, until I got an email from my date Brad in late November and
told me that he wanted to pick me up at 3pm to go to the hotel. I told
Sharon via email and she told me that her date Brenda and her were
going to be going to the salon around 4pm on New Years Eve to get hair
and makeup done, and "I should have a good time before the Gala and
enjoy Brad's company, after all let last time he was serviced orally
was by you, months ago, and wants to maximize his time with you". The
Christmas season was approaching, and every time I thought about New
years Eve I got goose bumps, I tried on my dress, and the jewellery and
shoes on at least a dozen times, and the only question I kept asking
Sharon was what dress she was going to be wearing?. Sharon several
months back started weight watchers and was doing really well, and was
almost back down to my dress size and she sent me an email and asked my
permission to go through my closets and pick one of my 50+ or so formal
dresses for the New Years Eve Gala as I have more than enough in my
closet that could work, and I told her to go right ahead.

As the holiday season progressed our plans started firming up,
the plan was now for Brad to drive over to our house and we would be
taking a taxi to the hotel, and he was going to be picking me up at
3pm, we go and check in to the hotel, and enjoy the afternoon. We would
then we would get changed, he into his tux and me into my gown, and we
would go to the Gala, afterwards, we would still have the hotel and it
was not going to be an overnight affair, so we would be taking a taxi
back to our house after we were done with the room. Now, since Brad and
Brenda were dating us separately and under different names, I knew we
probably not be sitting at the same table, which, like the last time
was fine, I was just hoping to see what Sharon had chosen to wear.
Sharon's plans were to drive over and pick up Brenda, then they would
go over to their salon appointment at Hopedale Mall, and then come back
to our house, get dressed and then get into a taxi and go to the hotel.

So, what I had to do was sit down and start to carefully plan out
everything I was going to have to pack and as well, what I was going to
be wearing to the hotel in the afternoon, and more importantly,
something special for Brad, for possibly the afternoon and after the
Gala. Now I knew that Brad was like any red blooded male and liked "a
short skirt and high heels", for his date to wear, but for a Saturday
afternoon, the choice of a 90120 businesswoman in a very short skirt
suit was not really appropriate. However, I did have one skirt I had
not worn out yet, and was short, very short, denim and pleated (age
appropriate for a 20 something woman, so I would be pushing it) and
since we literally were going to the hotel and checking in, I could get
away with it. I knew that ultra sheer toe to waist nude pantyhose were
going to going to have to be worn with my Gala dress and thought that
with the very short denim skirt I was planning on wearing they would
work as well. Since it was going to be possibly cool, I went through
some of my comfy sweaters to wear and decided on a "cranberry"
turtleneck sweater and then the last decision was for the heels, and I
thought, "what the heck" and planned on wearing a new pair of heels
that were kid black, 3" heels that I got during Sharon and I's annual
Christmas shopping trip in 2009, ones I wear to work all the time. I
then started thinking about the lingerie I would need for wearing under
both of the outfits, afternoon and evening, since this was a special
evening and day, I decided to go with a pair of panties that was given
to me by my first girlfriend, before Sharon, a pair of red lace and
silk panties, the bra was going to be one Sharon gave me years ago for
Christmas, a black and burgundy bra, with lace trim.

Boxing day came, and Sharon and I got together for our usual
occasion to get all dressed up and exchanged gifts and like in many
years past we dressed each other for bed, however this year due to
family commitments, we could not sleep together, and I retired to my
room, and Sharon hers. I left out Sharon our matching long black
peignoir, which was satin and lace and the matching wrap in her room.
When I got to my room, after a long romantic kiss and saying goodbye
with Sharon I went to my room, I was expecting to see my matching black
satin peignoir on my bed, however there was one last present to be
unwrapped on my bed, I had no clue when Sharon put it on my bed, but I
figured it was when I was leaving out our matching lingerie to wear in
her room. It was very well wrapped and the tag on it said:

"To my darling wife Joyce, hope to see you in this on you on New Years
Eve, Kisses and hugs, Merry Christmas, your loving husband, Brad".

Excitingly, I unwrapped the package and it was a box from "La
Senza", which I knew was a high-end lingerie shop, and opened the box
and after pushing back the white tissue paper, was an "apple red" piece
of lingerie. I pulled it out and found it was actually two pieces and
the first thing I noticed was it was real silk, not some type of
polyester, but real silk, and as I pulled it out I was in awe. It was
almost identical to the same lingerie I had custom made for my husband
and I Sharon in silk. It was a floor length peignoir, but this one had
more lace woven into the bodice and torso of the gown and then pulled
out the matching wrap, which was also gorgeous, almost matching the
lace pattern with full-length sleeves. I definitely knew what I was
going to be sleeping in for the evening and slipped out of my dress and
heels and quickly into the lingerie. It was like a dream slipping it on
and feeling the silk fall down my body, as I was walking around my room
modelling the gown I realized I had a pair of 4" patent red pumps,
almost the identical colour in my closet and pulled them out and
modelled them with the lingerie and it was the perfect look, I knew
right then and there, that this was the first piece of lingerie Brad
was going to see me in and it was going to be for our "afternoon fun".
I took off the robe and heels, then before I slid into bed, went to my
lingerie drawer and pulled out the massive purple rubber dildo, my
husband's Bi-sexual lover Brenda gave me a few years ago that was a
close resemblance to Brad's massive member, and started licking and
practicing, knowing in less than a week I was going to be doing it for
real!, and drifted off to sleep.

Two days before New Years Eve, both Sharon and I had the days off
from work between Christmas and New Years, and I knew that she was
getting things arranged and I started packing as well. I grabbed the
dress bag Sharon and I have used many times before for our "Girls
weekends out" to Stage West and started to pack, first thing to pack
was my dress and then I started using the other pockets in it for other
things, such as the gold 4" strappy sandals. Wednesday night, December
30th was a chance for Sharon to go and dig through my packed closets of
formal wear as I was not in the house, as I had another engagement to
take care of. When I came home Sharon was smiling and said, "I found
the perfect dress, but 'someone' will have to wait till New Years Eve
to see it". She would not tell me even in male mode what it was, and I
even looked through the formal dress closet, and could not figure out
which one it was.

I then started concentrating on my own packing, and went and
pulled up the spreadsheet I created earlier in the fall with everything
I had to pack for shopping when I used a hotel room to change in and
realized it was way different from what I needed for New Years Eve, and
started pretty much from scratch. I thought about the afternoon and
evening in stages and started packing accordingly. First was going to
be the brand new "apple red" peignoir Brad bought me, and the matching
4" patent red stiletto heels, my plan was to surprise Brad soon after
we got to the room and change into it. As I thought about the complete
look of the outfit, I went and dug through my makeup collection and
pulled out a bright red lipstick that pretty much matched the lingerie
and packed it in my makeup bag. Next, was the makeup for the evening, I
packed in my makeup bag the colours I was going to wear for it, making
sure I got the gold eye shadow palate to match my dress, and decided
not to go with my "colour last" lipstick, but one of Sharon and I's
matching conventional, deep red/pink lipsticks, as I wanted to have to
make as many trips to the ladies room as possible for "touch ups", and
I knew Brad liked with when he could see my lipstick smears on his
member. I then packed all of the jewellery that I was going to be
wearing for Saturday evening, and that was a sparkly rhinestone
matching earring and necklace, my charm bracelet and one of my formal
gold watches, I thought about a rhinestone anklet, but since I was
going to be wearing strappy sandals, it would not work. The next outfit
to pack was for after the Gala and back in the room, and it was going
to be one of Brad's favourites and was my matching lingerie I had made
for Sharon and I, and it was a long black lace and satin peignoir set,
which Brad loved the first time he saw me in it. Now, as much as Brad
loves a woman in a garter belt and stockings (gee what man doesn't),
even though I could not wear them with my skirt for the afternoon, or
the dress for the Gala, I decided to change into ultra sheer black
stockings and a garter belt for after the Gala. I also packed a pair of
4 1/2" black patent heels, and to finish off the look, elbow length
black satin gloves, as the first time I orally pleased Brad I was in a
Wedding dress and I was wearing white satin gloves and it drove him
crazy.

Then the final packing started, I grabbed the same black duffle
bag I used for both fall outing out with Sharon and started packing,
after packing all of the obvious things, I made sure of extras I would
need, extra ultra sheer nude to toe pantyhose, contact removers and
cleaners, my black patent clutch purse and such, when I was done, I
realized that I was not going to be able to pack my makeup bag, as I
was going to need it for the afternoon to get ready for when Brad
picked me up. I double and triple checked everything and then after
packing the dress bag, I took it up to the front hall closet for when
Brad was picking me up. The day before New Years Eve, I starting
thinking about two things, first was what coat to wear to the hotel as
the temperature was not that cold, temperatures were unseasonably mild,
around 45 degrees F, and no snow, as well, did I actually need to
manage two purses?. I emailed Sharon and asked her and she said it was
totally my call, she did not have the issue as her and Brenda were
going to be leaving the house in their dresses and would be clutch
purses right off the bat, and as far as my coat she said, "go with your
long spring coat". I decided to leave the purse decision for the day of
New Years Eve, and kept thinking in my mind about what it would look
like, a woman of my age in a denim miniskirt, 3" heels and a clutch
purse at 3pm on a Saturday afternoon going into a hotel.

Well New Years Eve Day arrived and around noon, Sharon took care
of "clearing out the house", and the rest of the day and evening was
"all for the girls". At 1pm or so, with the house empty, I went and
took a long shower and got "squeaky clean", making sure I as going to
be perfect for Brad, then left for my room downstairs and started
getting dressed and ready. I definitely wanted to take my time and make
sure everything was perfect. I looked through my lingerie drawer and
found the bra and panties that I had chosen. I slipped on my bra and
panties and then my foundation garments, latex vagina and Veronica, and
then before I opened a brand new pair of ultra sheer nude to toe waist
pantyhose, put on a pair of white satin gloves and slowly put the
pantyhose on and loved the feeling of them as they slid up my legs, and
knew Brad would love the feeling as well, so very silky smooth. Then I
grabbed for my comfy blue terri cloth robe as my room was chilly, then
the next step was to grab my brand new 3" "work height" heels and
slipped them on and was rather surprised as to how comfortable they
felt. I then moved to the bathroom and put on my makeup for the day,
and about that time I heard Sharon come home, and announce she was
back. I checked the time and saw I had about an hour to finalize
everything and put on my makeup for the day. I put on a healthy coating
of foundation, knowing full well, at the hotel I would have to touch it
up. Then for my eyes, I put on a moderate application, not too light,
but not too dark, and new that for the evening I was going to be making
it much darker. For eye shadow I went light with a blue on the lower
lids and pink on the upper, and light blush. However, for my lips, I
went with the same dark reddish/pink I was going to be wearing for the
evening, this was one of Sharon and I's matching lipsticks, and took
out lip gloss and applied it to make them really shimmer, I wanted
right from the start to let Brad that my lips meant "business".

The final touches were a light application of my new "Fantasy"
perfume by Britney Spears, just to my wrists and to give me a hint of a
perfume scent. Then earrings, long gold dangly ones, and for rings, a
brand new cubic zirconium matching Wedding band and engagement band, as
I could have not possibly wore Sharon's and I's, after all, I was going
to be the wife of another husband for the evening, a casual watch on my
left wrist and finally a Bridesmaid ring on my right hand. I checked
the time, and I had 30 minutes to go before Brad was to come and pick
me up and decided to get dressed and then put on my nail polish. I
started with the miniskirt and carefully put it on and slid it up, and
was glad I chose the pantyhose, as it was very short, even stay ups
would not have worked, next was the comfy cranberry coloured
turtleneck, and it was comfy and warm. I looked myself over in the
mirror and really liked the look, but it was a bit "over the top", I
definitely was a middle aged woman, "pushing it", but did not care, as
I was going to be in a long coat and the only one that was really going
to see me with it off was Brad, in the car and the hotel room, so it
not bother me. The very last preparation step was to sit down and
carefully put on my nail polish. The colour I was wearing was the same
that Sharon and I bought together one of our "girls day out", and was
almost matching my lipstick. I put it on and was really pleased at the
application, ever since Stage West in 2007, and Sharon gave me heck
they way I was putting my nail polish on, so I wanted this to be
perfect. As I waited for my nails to dry I started thinking about what
I was going to have to last minute pack, which was my makeup bag, the
"Fantasy" perfume, and I decided on an extra pair of pantyhose just in
case.

Once my nails were dry, I checked the time and I had about 15
minutes, I grabbed all of the missing items and put them into the black
duffle bag. Then the decision on my purse came to mind, and I had
already packed my gold clutch purse for the evening and decided the way
I was dressed and such, just carrying a gold clutch purse would be "too
much" and grabbed my regular purse and after one last check in the
mirror, headed upstairs to wait for Brad. Sharon was in her usual
place, on the couch in jeans and a sweater reading a book, and as I
walked into the living room, looked me over and had an evil smile and
said, "my, look at you?, that skirt and those heels 'screams MILF' and
those lips?, Brad definitely will like". She stood up and gave me a
kiss on the cheek and quietly said in my ear, "those lips definitely
look ready for action". I blushed and smiled and walked to the front
hall closet and pulled out the garment bag and placed it on a chair on
the love seat, next to the garment bag, and checked the temperature and
saw that my heavy long winter coat was not going to be needed and
pulled out my long spring coat.

I was sitting on the living room couch and checking through my
purse and Sharon came and sat next to me and reached over and gently
started caressing my very exposed legs and said, "mmmmm, Brad is going
to like these, very silky smooth", I told her I hoped he would, and
then she asked me if the perfume I was wearing was new as she gently
caressed my silky covered thighs, and I told her it was and she said,
"Another Britney Spears fragrance?", I told her it was and asked how
she knew, and she said, "I have my ways, and by the way, tonight I will
be wearing your 'Curious', perfume if you don't mind, and as well, just
to let you know, I will be wearing my matching lipstick you are wearing
as well". I decided to have fun and asked her what the dress of mine
she decided and she was planning on wearing and she had a sly smile and
gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, "let's just say when you wore it,
you were one of many stunning bridesmaid's, and the modification you
made to it will make Brenda very happy, you will have to wait to see me
at the Gala to see which dress it is". I had an idea of what dress it
was, but there was one of three she was potentially talking about that
I wore for real in Weddings, I was definitely looking forward to seeing
her at the Gala. Sharon looked at my left hand and said, "I see
different Wedding rings, well, that is appropriate, seeing as that your
are another spouses Bride this evening". I smiled and Sharon said, "I
am leaving mine on and so Brenda and I, we are going as a married
Lesbian couple to the Gala". I said that was only fair and Sharon gave
me a light kiss on the lips, and said, "make your husband proud tonight
with those lovely lips".

Then Sharon said, "Brad is here, best get moving", and I saw Brad
walking up the front part of the driveway, but he was alone, I was
expecting Brad and Brenda to be arriving at the same time. I asked
Sharon about it and she same and gave me a little kiss on the lips as
she was putting on her coat and said, "salon appointment is at 4:30pm,
I am going over to Brenda's right now", I looked at my watch and it was
just coming up to 3pm, and she smiled and said, "you are not the only
one having fun this afternoon, have a great time with Brad, and put
those lips to good use, I hear Brad and Brenda have not had sex for a
month in anticipation of this day, and I definitely am in the mood for
pussy". Sharon left quickly out the back door then the door bell rang
and it was Brad, I had no chance to say anything to her after she
headed for the door.

I opened the door and there he was, it had been a while, but he
was still the same, tall and handsome, and still in my 3" heels, he
towered over my 5'0" body. He was in jeans and had a winter jacket on
and held out a single pink rose. I never heard Sharon pull out of the
driveway as I invited him in. I grabbed the rose and he leaned down and
kissed my cheek and told me how cute and sweet I looked, I blushed and
told him "thank you" and then and after telling him to get comfortable,
started finding a vase to put the rose in. As I was doing it, I could
hear him on his cell phone calling for a taxi, I walked back into the
living room, Brad had taken off his coat and was in a blue sweatshirt
relaxing on the couch, as I walked in he said, "damn that is sexy, walk
around a bit for me". I did and she was smiling ear to ear, I asked him
he wanted anything to drink and he asked for a beer, and I went and got
one for him, and as I handed it to him he asked me to sit next to him
on the couch. Well, with the skirt I was wearing, there was no chance
for modesty, it literally crept up to the edge of my panties, as soon
as I sat down, before I knew it, Brad's face was to mine and I was
anticipating his lips and we locked into a very long embrace. His hands
quickly, yet gently, found my well exposed ultra sheer silk stocking
cover legs and thighs, and started caressing them, and then his kissing
got stronger, and his tongue found it way into my mouth and I
reciprocated, and then his hands found my breasts as well. I was lost
and in another world as we kissed, I was loving every second of it, he
definitely was enjoying my legs and breasts and our kiss was
interrupted but the honking of the taxi's horn. We broke our embrace
and I told Brad that I quickly had to lock up the house and fix my lips
and grabbed my purse and headed for the washroom, and told Brad were my
bags were before I left. As I went to the washroom, I could hear the
door opening and closing as Brad was taking things out. I was glad that
the kissing Brad and I had done did not totally destroyed my lips, but
I put on another think coat of lipstick and gloss, I slung my purse
over my shoulder after packing my lipstick and gloss in it and headed
into the living room.

As I went to back to the living room, Brad obviously heard my
heels clicking on the hard wood floor and had my light spring coat in
hand waiting for me and I allowed him to put it on me, and told me
everything was packed in the taxi, and we were ready to go. As we left
into the cool afternoon air, I turned around and locked the door and
then Brad offered me his hand and we went hand in hand to the taxi. He
opened the door for me and I slid into the back seat and as he went
around to the other side and slide in, I opened my coat and discreetly
arranged my skirt for him. As the cab drove us to the Delta Meadowvale
hotel, about 15 minutes away, Brad's hands drifted to my silky exposed
thighs and gently caressed them and I loved it, and then he leaned over
and whispered in my ear "how sweet" I smelled and he loved my perfume.
Right then and there, as we started onto the highway knew that for the
evening, my plan was to wear a lot of the "Fantasy" perfume, he was
going to harder than a rock all evening long, and I was going to love
being the "cock tease", probably not only for him but other men as
well.

Brad behaved himself all the way to the hotel, just gently
caressing my silky covered and well exposed thighs, but an occasional
"check" discreetly of his crotch by my right hand told me that he was
excited and hard, I knew I had my "work cut out for me". We got to the
hotel, and Brad settled up the bill, and as a gentleman always, came
around and opened my door, and grabbed my hand and lead me into the
hotel lobby and told me he would be right back, after giving me a kiss
on my cheek. As I stood in the hotel lobby, I got a chill down my
spine, as the lobby was crowded with lots of women and men checking in,
all in jeans and slacks and such and knew in a matter of hours it was
going to be men in tux's and women in formal gowns. Brad came back with
all of our bags on a cart and lead the way to the hotel check in. As we
walked up, the girl checking us in asked us if we were going to "one of
the Gala's", well, right then and there I was floored, "more than one
Gala on New Years Eve?, in the hotel?". Brad took the lead and handed
her our tickets and she said, "oh the main Gala, that is in the
'Imperial' room, she told us it was not going to be hard to find. I was
even more excited as the last time we went to the Gala at this hotel it
was only one room and about 400 or so people, now this was going to
make the ladies room visits even more special, with heck knows how many
formally dressed females waiting to use the same ladies room!.

After Brad checked us in, he handed me my room key, and I quickly
put it into the outside part of my purse with my wallet, and we made
our way to the crowded elevator area, and stood in line, Brad held my
hand the entire time. When our turn came we got in and the elevator was
packed, we were not the only ones checking in, fortunately our room,
was on the second floor, and we both made a note to take the stairs
rather than the elevator for the evening. We left the elevator and our
room, #210 was not that far away Brad lead the way, and when we got
into the room, Brad was all over me, he kissed me and pulled me in
close and I could feel his hard member pressing me in my belly and
pushed him back and told him that I had to get things sorted out for
the evening and that I wanted to go down to the ball room area and see
where we were going to be going. He was a little disappointed, but I
assured him, my lips were all his all evening long and licked my lips
in a sexy way as I stared at him. He said, "Promise?", and I told him,
"I brought extra nylons just in case", I then reached down and with my
painted fingers caressed his bulging crotch and said, "whatever is in
those balls will be gone before this evening is over, no worries, I
promise, I will save room at dinner". I gave Brad a sly smile and we
exchanged a light kiss and I took off my coat and hung it up and then
hung up my dress bag and took out my dress and hung it up and Brad
immediately commented, "wow, nice", and I said back to him, "wait till
you see the front slit", and he commented he could not wait. I put my
the black duffle bag in the washroom as that is were I was going to be
doing most of my changing and as I was doing that Brad was opening some
wine and had two glasses ready as I went back into the room.

As I entered the room, could see it was a "typical" medium sized
hotel room, with a couch, a double bed and a desk, and a large full
length mirror on the wall. Brad walked towards me and handed me a wine
glass and said, "a toast to Joyce, my wife for the evening, and the
best set of lips around". We took a sip of wine and Brad looked me up
and down and said, "my God woman, you are hot looking, walk around for
me more", and I did twirling around and flipping my little skirt up and
he said, "you have to promise me one thing, when we get back from our
walk, the first time I enjoy those lips, you will be wearing that
outfit". I sipped on my wine and teasingly said, "I will think about
it" and smiled. I looked at the clock and knew I needed at least an
hour to be perfect for the Gala and walked up to Brad and said, "let's
take the walk now, it is 3:30pm, I need time to get ready and for us to
have some fun". Brad agreed and as I drank the last of my wine, Brad
was hanging up his black tux as he took it out of his garment bag and
hung it up. When I was done he looked and me and said "ready to go?", I
told him I was and grabbed my regular purse and slung it over my right
shoulder and we were off.

As we left the room, Brad looked down at my left hand and
jokingly said, "nice Wedding set, glad I took the time to find
something that nice". I smiled and told him I thought he might like it.
Brad was definitely affectionate and held my hand and kept on telling
me how cute and sexy I looked and I was the perfect wife. We did not
even bother with the elevators and headed right for the stairs and
walked down the two flights and into the lobby, I was surprised how
easy it was for me to get down the stairs in my heels. As we exited the
stairs, the line up for the elevators was about double what we waited
for, and Brad and I both made a comment that we were glad that we
decided on the stairs. We went hand in hand, and I definitely was
getting looks in my very short skirt and 3" heels, and looking around I
pretty much was the ONLY woman in a skirt, but really did not care,
everyone was into themselves and there were not teenagers around to
worry about. We took the escalator down and got to the lower level
where ball rooms were and the area was pretty much abandon, and I knew
in a few hours it was going to be packed. We found the ball room we
were going to be in, the "Imperial room", as well there were two other
rooms were being set up.  From what we could see two large corporate
companies were having a New Years Eve celebrations as well as the main
Gala. I was tingling with anticipation, so many other formally dressed
females and the chance to mingle with them as another GG and they would
have no clue. As we walked past the entrance to the ladies room, I
definitely had to go and wanted to see it again, and asked Brad if I
could be excused and he gave me a light kiss and told me he would wait
for me, he smiled and said, "don't take forever".

I walked into the large open portion of the first part of the
ladies room, with the chandeliers and marble floor and the dozen lit
vanity tables, as well as the 4 huge leather couches and remembered the
last time I was in it for a New Years Eve Gala, it was packed with
other formally dressed GG's, there was only one woman fluffing her hair
and she was in jeans, not sitting, but standing, but knew in a few
hours it was going to be packed with formally dressed woman, me
included. I made my way to the second room it was empty, and even
though there were 12 stalls, I picked one of the middle ones and
slipped in. I hung up my purse on the back of the stall door and hiked
my short miniskirt and carefully pulled down my pantyhose and sat down
and did my business. As I was cleaning up, I listened but heard no
other women coming in an out of the "stalls" area, I stood up, adjusted
my pantyhose and skirt and grabbed my purse and left. I left the stall
and went back into the main ladies room area and it was empty. I went
to one of the lighted vanity tables and checked my hair and saw my lips
did not need any work, then went to one of 4 large floor to ceiling
mirrors and check my skirt was proper and it was and I left with my
heels clicking on the marble floor, I loved every step I hear and knew
in the hours to come it was going to be packed and chorus of heels was
going to be heard as walked into the room.

Brad was waiting for me as I left the ladies room in the middle
of the large foyer, smiling all the time, as I walked out he offered
his hand to me and I could see in his eyes what he had in mind, and
knew we were heading right back to the hotel room quickly for me to
take care the ever growing bulge in his pants which I definitely
noticed and was looking forward to.

We walked hand in hand in to the main level of the hotel, taking
the escalator up, and I was amazed had how crowded the main lobby was,
people checking in, and the massive line up for the elevators. Brad
took me to the stairs exit and took me hand in hand up to the second
flight of stairs, and he was respectful of me in my heels, and walked
up at my own pace and not rushing me. Our room was very close to the
stairs and he used his card opened the door and then lead me into the
room. Now Brad was hot, and I mean "steaming hot", I literally dropped
my purse as he wrapped his arms around me pushed it away and starting
kissing me hard and heavy. His tongue was in and out of my mouth, and I
was kissing him back and was mentally getting as hot as he was, and he
literally picked me up while we were kissing and carried me to the
mirror in the middle of the room, gently placed me down on my heels,
and while panting said, "I want to watch". I was laughing a little, but
being a female, knew what he wanted and I slowly dropped to my knees
sitting back on my 3" heels, and told him to get my purse. He was
panting and quickly went and came back with it and handed it to me and
I went into the side pocket where my lipstick and lip gloss was and
pulled both out and looked in the mirror and put on a thick coat of
lipstick and then gloss, I knew Brad was watching and put both on slow
and deliberate, after I was done, put them away in my purse, then
looked back up at Brad and put my purse at my side and said, "ready?".

Brad literally was flush and breathing heavily already, and I had
not done anything, and he just smiled and said, "for a very long time I
have been ready". I slowly caressed the bulging straining member
through his jeans, and stared up at him and then undid his belt and
slowly undid and unzipped his jeans, and tugged them down to the floor,
leaving me with a big huge tent. He was wearing white underwear, and
like another date I had a few years back, I decided to leave him
"something to remember me by". I leaned in and noticed as I was
caressing his monstrous member through his underwear how wet he was. I
then said in a sexy and low voice, "something to remember me by". I
then leaned in and opened my lips and pressed them tightly against his
white underwear and straining member, then sat back and saw I left a
perfect lipstick print on them. He smiled back at me and said with a
smile, "how am I every going to be able to wash those again?". I said
nothing and slowly pulled down his underwear to expose his massive
member, which was pretty much fully erect and hit me in the face, as
usual I was in awe at the size of his member, how thick it was and
thought, "how does he make love to Brenda with this without ripping her
vagina apart?". He was already groaning and I took one hand and slowly
started massaging his very full balls and leaned in and started kissing
and licking up and down his huge shaft. I then opened as wide as I
could and engulfed the head of his member and started swirling my
tounge all over the head and was gently stroking his shaft and
caressing his balls the whole time. He was moaning uncontrollably, and
telling me how good it felt, "oh God Joyce, this feels incredible,
those lips of your must have been sent from Heaven". I had only been at
it for about 5 minutes and was moving from licking and kissing his
shaft to sucking on the head when I heard his breathing getting really
heavy, and then it happened suddenly, and luckily I was licking and
sucking the head when he exploded, and it went on for about 20 seconds,
gush after gush of his lovely juice, I lost count of the number of
times, but I stayed clamped onto the head as he came. When he was done,
I could feel his body and knees start to give out and he backed away
and I let his head go from my lips with a "pop" sound. I was smiling
and laughing a little, as he walked backwards to the couch, pants
around his ankles and collapsed, leaving me on my knees sitting back on
my heels staring at him.

I got up and grabbed my purse and walked over to him, looked down
and smiled and said, "like?", he looked up at me and said, "that was
f**king incredible", and then put down my purse, got on my knees and
leaned back on my 3" heels again, like a good wife, and took off his
shoes, and slid his pants and underwear right off, as he sat back
breathing hard with his eyes closed. I stood up and poured myself
another glass of wine and as I sipped I thought about my next move and
that was to get into the new lingerie Brad, my new husband, got me for
Christmas, as I stared at his now limp massive member on his belly as
he laid out on the couch, and I definitely wanted more of it. I took a
few more sips of wine then leaned down and gave him a light kiss on the
lips and told him I would be back with a surprise for him. He opened
his eyes and said, "I cannot wait, take your time my lovely wife, I am
still recovering from those lovely lips".

I laughed a little and I grabbed my purse and headed to the
bathroom, I stopped at the dress bag I had hung up and pulled out the
4" red patent heels to match the lingerie I was going to be changing
into. As I got into the bathroom and closed the door, decided that I
should start to get things ready in advance for the evening and went
into the duffle bag and pulled out my gold clutch purse and started
packing it with items from my regular purse. Of course there was the
lipstick and gloss and the "usual" items, like blush, tissues, a
tampon, compact, and powder makeup for touch ups. The then carefully
took off my sweater and then pulled off the skirt and slipped out of
the 3" black heels and went into the duffle bag and packed them away
and then pulled out the red peignoir lingerie Brad had bought me for
Christmas. I loved the smell of it as it was so new and again loved the
feel of it as I pulled on the peignoir, so silky, so smooth, then
slowly put on the matching gown, and then finally the matching 4"
patent red heels. I loved the look and knew that Brad would as well,
but decided to "take it up a notch" and grabbed my new "Fantasy"
perfume and literally doused myself in it, breasts, behind the ears,
wrists, and ankles, if Brad got hard after a small "smell of it", with
it on my wrists only, I could not wait to see what this was going to do
to him.

I grabbed for my gold clutch purse and then stopped and thought,
"why not get into my makeup for the evening?", as I was in lingerie
Brad bought me, and only in "daytime" makeup except for my lips and
since Brad was probably going to need some extra time to "recharge the
batteries", and I wanted to really surprise him when he saw me in the
lingerie he bought me, and fully made up and the perfume would drive
him wild. I then grabbed for my makeup bag and then my makeup wipes and
started cleaning my face, Brad was going to see me fully made up for
the evening in the lingerie he bought me and I literally could not
wait.

First thing to clean was my lips, and then my eyes and then a
foundation application "touch up". Once the foundation was touched up,
I started with my eyes, with the intention that it was going to be for
the evening when we went to the Gala, so it was going to be dark and
heavy for low light application. The application of eyeliner was thick
and heavy for low light conditions, but so much that I was going to be
"putting on a leather miniskirt and walking the streets". I liked the
way my eyes looked so far, and next was the eye shadow. I pulled out
the colour palate I had packed, and then put on a thick gold coating of
colour on my lower lids and a then light yellow on my upper lids and a
dark shading to my outer lids. I loved the way it made my eyes look, I
made them all the more special with a thick application of my new
Mascara, "lash blast". Blush was next, and again, it was for low light
and I applied an "evening" application, definitely not for the office,
but good for low light conditions. As I was applying let another coat
of lipstick and gloss, I noticed how sexy and pretty my eyes looked and
how they would be perfect for the evening and how it would compliment
the dress I had picked, but more importantly, how Brad would love the
look.

Once I was done and licked my lips I knew I was ready and when I
went back in the room I was not going to let Brad get away with just
simply getting all hot and blowing his load quickly, I was going to
enjoy him and had my usual plans all set out to maximize my pleasure. I
grabbed the gold clutch purse and then opened the door to the room from
the bathroom, and saw Brad sitting there, and when he saw me I saw his
mouth drop. He was on the couch, with no pants or underwear on, as I
left him, but now he was stroking his now semi erect member, which
literally came to life when he saw me. His eyes opened wide and he
stood up and walked towards me and said, "look at you?, and matching
heels and all?, when Brenda and I bought that for you, I could have
never imagined it looked that good on you. Look, you are 'all dolled
up', and you smell amazing". I looked down and his semi limp massive
member was almost fully erect, and I knew I was in the "divers seat",
and I paraded around a little and let the wrap fall off my shoulders in
a sexy fashion, and then walked up to Brad and looked up into his eyes
and said "you like the look"?. Brad leaned down and started kissing me
like crazy, but I gently pushed him back and smiled, and said, "this
time, it is my time to enjoy this large member", and reached down and
grabbed it with my red painted fingers and held onto it as I lead Brad
to the bed, walking in a sexy way, and then I put the wrap back on my
shoulders and crawled up onto it and Brad joined me.

I glanced at the clock and saw it was 4:30pm, and knew I had to
start final preparations to get ready for the Gala in about 45 minutes
and planned on enjoying Brad's lovely massive member for that amount of
time if I could. Brad kept telling me how good I smelled and how pretty
I looked and then slowly brought his lips to mine and started kissing
long and slow, and I reciprocated, our tongues dancing as we kissed,
and as he moaned and felt all over my satin covered body, caressing my
breasts and ass though the lace and satin, I moved my right hand down
to his massive member and continued to keep it hard by stroking it
softly. After we broke one of our long kisses, I said, in a sexy voice,
"my turn for fun". I got up off the bed and grabbed for the gold clutch
purse on the side table and Brad watched as I pulled out my lipstick
and gloss and slowly put on a thick coat of the reddish pink lipstick
and then a coat of gloss, I then got on the bed and crawled up and in a
sexy way made my way to his massive member, licking my lips as I stared
him in the eyes, his cock was sticking up and looking proud. I gently
grabbed it and with one hand started caressing his balls and the other
started stroking his huge shaft then started kissing and licking the
top part, each time stopping to engulf the head and flicked my tongue
all around and he was just moaning and his hands on my head, telling me
how incredible it felt, and how sexy and delicious my lips looked. I
felt his member go a little soft then hard, and eventually there was no
"soft" and knew he was getting close to cumming, and I heard his
breathing get faster and could taste the pre-cum coming out of his
member and know I had to react quick. I took my right hand and squeezed
at the base of his member and took my lips and went to his balls to
lick and suck, and stopped stroking his member and he cried out, "not
this again". I said in a sexy voice, "you will cum when I want you to
big boy", and laughed a little, then went back to work. I repeated the
same process over and over, for about 5 times, and Brad was at a point
of begging me to let him have release, "please, please Joyce, let me
cum". I was having so much fun, mentally I had "orgasmed" about 4
times, and the control I had over Brad was amazing, but I glanced over
at the clock and noticed I had been at it for about 30 minutes and knew
I had to get ready into my dress for the Gala. I released my hand at
the base of his member and opened my lips as wide as they could go and
engulfed the entire head and started stroking up and down his shaft
with both hands wrapped around his large pole, licking all around the
head, and then he again blew like a volcano, moaning my name over and
over, spurt after spurt hit the back of my throat and I was swallowing
as fast as I could. He came for about 30 seconds and I swallowed it
all, nothing leaked out and again let the head go with a "pop" sound.

I slid off the bed and Brad was lying there, out of breath and I
grabbed for my glass of wine and he looked at me and said, "you are an
incredible woman", I smiled and thanked him, and told him, "you are not
that bad either", and reminded him, we had to get changed and ready for
the Gala and that I did not want to be late. I took a few sips of wine
to wash out my mouth and told him I was going to get dressed and that
he should as well, and grabbed my gold clutch purse and headed towards
the bathroom. I stopped and grabbed my gold dress and bolero part for
the dress and went into the bathroom and shut the door to the bathroom.
I could hear Brad getting up and moving around, but really wanted to
take my time and make myself perfect. I carefully slipped out my silky
red lingerie, packed it into the black duffle bag and left everything
else on, including my bra and grabbed for the dress and slowly stepped
into it and loved how it felt as I slipped it on over my shoulders,
then reach around and zipped it up as far as I could, and knew I would
have to wait for Brad when I went back into the room to zip me all the
way up, but I put on the Bolero top. I had to wait for Brad to help not
only finish zipping me up, but to also help put on my 4" gold strappy
sandals and charm bracelet. I then remembered about my charm bracelet
and grabbed for it and placed it near my purse so I would not forget it
when I left the washroom.

I was surprised, except for my lips, my makeup looked fine, but I
applied another coat of eyeliner and mascara and touched up my blush a
little, then applied another healthy coat of lipstick and lip gloss. I
pulled out my jewellery for the evening and put it on, which was one of
my formal gold watches on my left wrist, and the matching rhinestone
necklace and earrings, and then finally a pair of large rhinestone hair
clips that I bought a few years back on one of Sharon and I's Christmas
shopping trips. I fluffed out my hair one last time and applied yet
another dose of my "Fantasy" perfume, and then grabbed my charm
bracelet, my gold clutch purse and took one last look in the mirror and
headed into the room.

Brad was standing in front of the mirror adjusting the bowtie of
his tux and looked very handsome, he heard me come out of the bathroom,
and looked over and gave me a whistle. I smiled and told him I was glad
he liked what he saw, and then went to the garment bag and grabbed for
my strappy gold 4" heels, and then passed by him and sat on the couch
and told Brad I needed some help. As Brad walked towards me, I got a
better look at his tux, he had a gold handkerchief sticking out of the
pocket, and his overall look was perfect and I knew the way I looked,
he and I were going to make a nice looking couple. First I turned
around and asked him to finish zipping me up and he did, and then I
handed him my charm bracelet and he helped me put it on my right wrist
and made a comment, due to all of the Lesbian references on it, "hope
you are coming back to our room after the Gala and not some other sexy
woman", I assured him I would not, and smiled and he leaned down and
gave me a light kiss. I then handed him my shoes and asked him to help
me put them on, as doing up the straps it is problem for me, and he got
on his knees and held out my right ultra sheer stocking covered leg and
I had to laugh a little as he was trying to figure out what of the 4"
gold strappy heels was for what leg. He moaned a little as he touched
my silky leg and said, "you even have that heavenly smelling perfume
down here?". I smiled down and told him, "of course, allows us women to
be smelled and enjoyed when walking past", he did the one heel strap up
and then moved to my left foot, and as he did, my entire silky stocking
covered leg was in full view and from where he was sitting, had a clear
view up to my crotch. He smiled as he did up the strap and said, "very
cute slit, I take it you want to show allot of leg tonight?", I smiled
and said, "only for you my darling husband, but I am sure other
handsome men will notice", and he ran his hand up and down my leg and
said, "silky smooth, I am already getting hard thinking about these
legs all evening", I smiled and told him I was glad he liked, and knew
right and then and there, I probably was not making it to midnight
without getting him off again. He stood up and offered me his hand and
helped me up off the couch and I had to move around to get the shoes
too feel right, then I looked over and he popped a bottle of champagne
open, and as he was pouring us both a glass, I took the time to get my
gold clutch purse and made sure everything I wanted was in it and then
Brad handed me my glass. He raised his glass and said, "a toast for
Joyce, my beautiful wife for the evening".

We both had a couple of sips and then I looked at the clock and
saw it was 5:45pm, and said that we had to get going to get downstairs
and to our table on time for the first course of dinner. Brad agreed
and I went and stood in front of the floor length mirror and made sure
everything was perfect, and then Brad came up behind me and hugged me
and reached up and caressed my breasts and told me I was "delicious
looking". I even had to admit I did as, I stared in the mirror, the
makeup I put on was perfect, lips were glistening and wet looking, my
eyes were dark and seductive, the jewellery I had chose made my entire
look "sparkle", and the "icing on the cake", and my gold 4" spiked
heels. Brad coming up behind me and brought me back to reality, and
gave me a light kiss on the neck and handed me my gold clutch purse and
said it was time to go.

Brad offered me his arm, and I wrapped mine in his and we headed
for the door and into the hallway, and right away I was thrilled, as
the hallway leading up to the elevators was crowded with a bunch of
people obviously going to one of the New Years Eve parties/Gala. As we
walked past the crowd to the stairs, I could already feel my excitement
building, as I knew I was being checked out by other females, and I
looked a few up and down as well, and knew I was dressed perfectly to
match them. As we entered the stairwell, a few other couples saw us and
I heard one woman say, "they have the right idea", and was pointing at
us, and I loved hearing as my heels clicked the concrete stairs, theirs
as well, as a few couples followed us down the stairs. We entered the
main lobby and I made sure I was on Brad's arm and loved every second
as we walked along, the feeling of my dress and the satin lining and
the slit brushing up my legs and knowing every step I was exposing
maximum ultra sheer covered stockinged legs to anyone looking at me,
and I was thrilled. As we walked along, I immediately started looking
around and seeing what all of the other women were wearing, and it
literally was a fashion "bonanza", yes, most of the men were in tuxes
and very few in suits, but ALL of the women were dressed to the nines,
and that was everything was from their heels to their jewellery and
makeup, there was no bare legs, all wearing nylons, I literally was in
Heaven. Brad lead me down the escalator leading down to the lower level
and as we went down I was even more in awe, than the last time Brad
took me to the Gala at this hotel. The lower level was packed, and
there was "wall to wall formally dressed people" men in tuxes and women
of all ages in floor length gowns and this time it was about double the
number of people from the time I was here last for the mainstream Gala.

As I hung off of Brad's arm and we walked to the "Imperial room",
the "female fun" began, as we walked along, I was being checked out by
other formally dressed females and I was doing what I was supposed to
do and gave quick glances to other formally dressed females, as they
were ding to me. I literally saw dress styles all over the place,
everything from the strapless "disasters", to middle age women wearing
their daughters strapless Prom dresses with the huge crinoline skirts,
to very chic and "red carpet" style dresses, straight A-line and
strapless. One thing I did notice was that a few of the dresses and
looks I saw, I was not "out of place", the 80's and 90's style dresses
were coming back in, other things. I also noticed that beads and
sequins for dresses and styles were back in and pretty much all of the
other women were in at least 3" heels, with the majority in at least 4"
heels, so I felt good. As we walked along, we walked past two of the
other large rooms that were holding New Years Eve celebrations and I
could see that they were filling up with a bunch of formally dressed
men and women. I had to smile and looked up at Brad as we past the
entrance to the ladies room and I was staring at it, he looked down at
me and said, "you are looking forward to that aren't you?", I could not
lie and told him I was and was planning on drinking a lot of water to
make lots of trips and brad commented back, "oh you women and your
trips to the ladies room", and I told him he had no idea.

We got to the entrance of the Gala we were attending and Brad
took the lead and gave the very attractive well made up, "20 something"
girl, our tickets she was dressed in a white blouse, knee length black
skirt, opaque black hose, and low heels. She smiled and looked at her
seating plan and told us we were at table #19, and smiled and said,
"have a nice evening folks, and you both look very nice", I smiled at
her and we exchanged a friendly "female to female smile". As we walked
into the seating area, I was floored, it looked almost twice the size
of the last time was came to the Gala, they obviously opened a wall or
two and made it larger. I let brad take the lead and looked around and
saw where they had the stage and already music was playing in the
background and then noticed the huge dance floor, bigger than I
remembered it from the last Gala. I was literally getting pulled around
by Brad as he looked for our table and at the same time I was looking
for Sharon and Brenda, but I realized unless we knew what table they
were at it, would be impossible to find them, and the number of tables
were huge.

Brad found our table and like the last time it seated 5 couples,
and we were the third couple to show up and did the "usual", walking
around hand in hand and Brad took the lead and I loved it when he
introduced me as "his lovely wife Joyce". I remembered what Sharon
always told me when I went on dates with a man to Weddings and other
functions, "smile, smile, smile", and I did as Brad was showing me off.
It was smiles all around and I loved meeting the two other formally
dressed woman and smiled and shook their and hands and their partners,
and Brad and I sat down, with Brad pulling out my chair as the perfect
gentleman, and I made sure I sat down next to one of the two girls that
was there, so I had Brad on one side and her on the other and not a
strange male. Well, as things usually go with these affairs the woman
next to me looked me over and I looked her over too, she was about my
age, and weight and height and was wearing a lovely spaghetti strapped
floor length Navy blue satin dress, with a matching blue satin shawl.
The bodice of her dress was lovely, with sequins and tiny pearls, and
gathered at the waste and I had not seen her heels yet, her hair was
all done up and her makeup was perfect. She quickly introduced herself,
as Monica as I was placing my gold clutch purse on the table, pretty
much right beside her blue satin clutch purse. Right away the usual
"female to female" conversation happened, my name?, how long we were
married?, did we have kids?, your husband is a hunk, and "I adore your
dress, so retro, awesome looking on you", what I did for a living, etc.
I answered all of her questions and I then complimented her on her
dress and told her I wore an almost identical on as a Bridesmaid in a
Wedding a few years earlier. I learned Monica was married for as long
as Sharon and I, 19 years, had 4 kids, and worked as a supervisor in a
Bank in downtown Toronto.

There was something funny going on with Monica, she kept looking
at me and at first I thought "she might know", but then I was doing the
same and something inside me said, "I have met this woman before", but
dismissed that thought totally as the odds of that were impossible with
the number of people that were at the Gala, but something was nagging
at me, as her facial features and such looked so familiar, and the
dress she was wearing, and how it literally was identical to a dress I
wore as a Bridesmaid a few years before was uncanny. I dismissed the
thought and carried on enjoying the evening.

As usual, the conversations broke up into couples, I started
getting into a discussion with Monica and about that time, the rest of
our table filled up, I really did not pay attention to who joined us,
but did shake hands and do what Sharon said and "smiled", as they
joined the table, but my focus was on Monica, Brad was talking with the
guy next to him, Monica's husband, at one point Brad asked if I wanted
anything to drink and I told him a white wine sprtizer, and he and
Monica's husband got up and let to go get drinks. As soon as Monica
learned I working in a Bridal salon, I saw her eyes light up and I
thought, "oh boy, here we go again", and she immediately went on to
tell me that she had a nice getting married and she went for her first
dress fitting. I was laughing inside and listened carefully as she went
on and on about the dress and how it looked and how many girls she had
in her Wedding party, and colours, etc., etc. I was loving each and
every word. I asked her all sorts of the "usual" questions I ask my
Brides to be when they are customers of mine in the Bridal shop and she
was thrilled and we really started chatting "all things Wedding", I
love it and thought for a second I was actually at the Bridal shop at
work, as well, thinking, this woman has no clue who exactly she is
talking to, ie., not a genetic female. Brad leaned over at me and
whispered in my ear and gently grabbed my hand and said, "enough shop
talk my dear, dinner is here", and I just then noticed my drink was
sitting in front of me and grabbed it and took a sip.

I snapped out of my "female world with Monica" and then started
to look around and noticed that the salad for the dinner was being
served and looked around found the hall/room we were in was absolutely
packed, I looked around I started to attempt to locate Brenda and
Sharon and then started to give my best attempt to count people. As for
counting people I gave up, it was at least 500, and I also noticed most
of the people serving the food were young girls, probably 16 to 18, and
they were all pretty much dressed identically in a white blouse, below
the knee black skirt, black opaque hose and black flats or shoes with
little or no heel. I also took a closer look around the table and with
the exception of myself and Monica, there was 3 other females, I really
did not pay attention to the men, but I did note they were all wearing
tuxes. As I looked around the table, I took notice of the other women
that were sitting with us, of course all were dressed to the nines, the
woman next to Brad was in a purple sequinned off the shoulder dress
from what I could see, and was about the same age as Monica and I, the
next woman was around the table was obviously much younger than the
rest of us, probably in her early 20's with probably her boyfriend and
as was wearing basically her prom dress, strapless and had the full
skirt and all, then finally the last couple was in their 50's, and she
had on an "age appropriate", kind of "mother of the bride" style of
dress. With me being bad with names, I could not remember them at all,
and decided not to ask again, only name I had in my head was the woman
next to me, Monica.

Our salad came, and it was a weird green salad with a dressing I
had never seen before but Brad told me it was delicious and I tried it
and it was. As we ate our salad, Monica and I continued to talk and
there was lots more Bridal chatting, and I loved it and then we started
talking about her kids and once again I was in a "female to female"
zone. Brad brought me back to reality when I felt his hand under the
table brush my very exposed left thigh, and I smiled and looked over at
him, and he leaned in and quietly in my ear said, "you are having too
much fun", I quietly told him back I was, but soon when the dancing
started, so would he. Once the salad was done, the next course came,
which was minestrone soup (which I was very looking forward to), as the
salad plates were being cleared, the most special moment of the evening
for me happened. I caught Monica staring at my charm bracelet and knew
darn well what she was looking at it, as a bunch of my charms were
Lesbian oriented. As the soup was being placed on the table, she leaned
into me and quietly said, "that is a very lovely charm bracelet". I
smiled and thanked her but I could see in her eyes as she said it, that
she wanted to know more, but it would have to wait for another time. I
looked Monica over again and looked her up and down quickly, but could
not put my finger on it, but I had a feeling I had met her before. As
we had our soup, which was amazing, the chatter at the table started
talking about the dancing, and it was obvious that 4 of the girls knew
what we were talking about and the "20 something girl" did not, but she
caught on real fast, and we talked about running "shifts" for the all
too familiar "purse watch", as all of the women at the table were
carrying clutch purses and would need to be watched when the dancing
started. As a group we all agreed and as a female, in 4" heels, a
chance to sit down every once in a while was going to be a welcome
break. The idle chatter continued, and I loved talking with Monica, she
was so into knowing about me and my job in the Bridal salon, and I
loved answering all of her questions, I was having a blast, and Brad
was talking away as well, but I had no clue what he was talking about.

After the serving girls came around and took away our soup bowls,
I could see that by the way they were serving it was going to be quite
some time before we were going to get the next course, and I had to
"pee like no tomorrow", and I knew my "game plan" for the evening was
to use the ladies room as much as possible. I leaned in to Brad and
told him I was going to use the ladies room and he quietly said back to
me, "what took you so long?", and I quietly told him back that it was
for real, I really had to go, and he leaned in and kissed me lightly on
the lips and said, "have fun". I grabbed for my gold clutch purse and
used the universal "ladies room sign" and held it up and said, "anyone
ladies?", the woman in the purple sequinned dress, grabbed her black
patent clutch purse and I saw her roll her eyes and she said,
"finally", and kissed her husband and stood up, Brad was a gentleman
got up and pulled out my chair, and I stood up and I gave him another
peck on the lips and told him we would be right back.

Well the second most special part of the evening happened and it
was the first trip to the ladies room, and the woman I was with and I
were not alone, there were quite a few women taking advantage of the
gap in the meal servings. As we walked along, I looked the woman in the
purple sequinned dress up and down and saw she too had a front slit on
her dress but it was about half the size as mine and was wearing black
patent 2 1/2" heels, and of course nude nylons, her makeup was perfect
and she was wearing pearl earrings and a delicate strand of pearls
around her neck. She started the conversation by saying, "sure glad you
know where you are going", and I told her I knew the place well, and
that she should stick with me and she would not get lost. I then looked
her up and down again, this time knowing full well she was looking and
told her that I had a dress almost identical to hers that I wore in Las
Vegas on a Saturday night out earlier in the year and she looked great
in hers. She did the usual "female checkout" of me and looked me up and
down and said, "I love your dress, but I could never show that much
leg, and those heels?, how are you going to take them off to dance", I
smiled and told her I had no problem, and my heels were not coming off
for dancing, and smiled even more when she said, "you do have nice
legs, and I wish I could wear heels as high as that for an evening, my
husband would love it, but I could never", and I literally had a
"mental orgasm" and thanked her and thought, "if you only knew". She
also complimented me on my jewellery and told me that she wanted to
find something similar to compliment her dress and I told her where I
got mine and she said definitely was going to check it out.

We got to the entrance to the ladies room, and as we entered the
first room, the girl in the purple sequinned dress said, "OH MY GOD,
look at this place, it is huge, and where are the stalls?". I laughed
and looked back at her and told her to follow me and loved hearing her
and my heels clicking along the marble floor, I looked over and saw
that about half of the lighted vanities had women sitting at them and
the 4 large leather couches were full of formally dress women sitting
and chatting, and the "chorus of heels" I was so looking forward to, I
got to hear and the tons of formally dress women walked across the
marble floor. However, there was a line up out of the door to the room
that had the stalls in it and I heard the girl in the purple sequinned
dress moan, but I turned to her and told her "wait till after dinner",
she rolled her eyes and said, "I can only imagine". The line moved
fairly quickly, I was loving it, watching all of the other formally
dressed women coming out, checking them out, and them checking me out
and eventually I was waiting at the front of the line, and the first
stall I saw come free, I turned and told the woman in the purple
sequinned dress (my ladies room partner), that I would wait for her in
the main room, and she smiled back at me with the usual "female to
female" smile, and I passed the formally dressed woman that came out of
the stall and went in and put my purse down on the shelf in the stall
and closed the door. I had women on either side of me and as I hiked my
skirt, carefully and gently pulled down my pantyhose and then my
panties and sat down on the toilet and ensured I made the right
"tinkling" sound as I peed. I was not going to rush things as I
definitely did not want to put a run in my pantyhose, and after I was
done and cleaned up, stood up and carefully pulled up my pantyhose. I
grabbed my gold clutch purse and was tingling in anticipation as I left
the stall and headed back into the main room to find a vanity to sit
down and touch up my makeup.

I found the girl in the purple sequinned dress, she was standing
in the middle of the main room and smiled at me when I came out and we
both walked to the vanity area, and I was surprised that there was two
chairs and mirrors available and we both sat down and opened our clutch
purses. We both needed to fix our lips and I put on my lipstick and
gloss, and I looked over and she was just putting on gloss. We both
fluffed out our hair and then packed our purses and headed out of the
ladies room back to the room our gala was in. As we walked along she
commented on how she had never been in a ladies room like that before,
and I told her my first time I was in awe as well. We went back into
the main ballroom and got to our table, and both of our husbands got
out and pulled out our chairs and we sat down.

Brad told me the next course had just been put down, and it was a
huge piece of roast beef with sauce on it, small round potatoes and
string beans, there was not way in hell I was going to finish it all.
Brad had been waiting for me to start eating his plate of food, and we
both started eating. The idol chatter started and Monica sitting next
to me started going on again about the Wedding motif and was telling me
all about her kids and how she was looking forward to seeing them get
married. I was smiling and being as helpful as possible and then at one
point, I started looking around the room, as I was curious to see more
of the outfits and dresses all of the other females were wearing, there
definitely was a theme and style for age groups. Allot of the younger
"20 something" girls, including the one at our table had gone into the
closet and dug out their Prom or homecoming dress, with the strapless
style and full skirt and crinolines and the shoes they wore at the
time. Then there was the "30 something" women like me, that either did
the same thing, and the styles were the 1990's and 1980's style of
Bridesmaid dresses being worn, off the shoulder styles and elaborate
bodices and covered shoulders and short and long sleeves. Then in both
age classes there was the ones that went the "Diva" route and probably
spent a small fortune on a "couture" style gowns and there were the
newer style floor length A-line gowns that you need to actually have
the body/figure to pull them off. Then finally it was the 50+ crowd
with their MOB dresses and more mature and conservative styles and low
2" clunky heels. What was nice to see for all of the "20 to 40
something" women/girls, they were all in some sort of stiletto heels,
sandal style, or classic pump, and the height was average 3", some
higher than mine at 4" and some slightly lower.

I still was not able to find Sharon or Brenda, as the room was
packed with people, and was hoping to catch one of them going to the
ladies room. Our plates were cleared and I literally only managed to
eat half of the slab of meat on my plate and did finish my beans and
potatoes though, when Brad saw how much I ate he playfully leaned over
and quietly said, "leaving room for me?", and I reminded him I was not
a big eater of red meat (which I am not), "just another kind of meat",
and gently put my hand under the table and brushed his crotch. He
smiled and about that time dessert came and it was some kind of
chocolate mousse or something, but it was delicious. I obviously was
slow as the "20 something" girl was done and had raised her clutch
purse and said, "ladies?", and the older woman and the girl in the
purple sequinned dress both grabbed their clutch purses smiled at each
other and got up and they all headed to the ladies room. I glanced over
at Monica, who was also finished but declined the trip to the ladies
room with the other women and kind of gave me a strange look as I
continued to eat, and somehow I felt she was waiting for me for the
usual, "after dinner trip" to the ladies room. I eventually finished my
dessert and about that time the other three women came back from the
ladies room, all with their lipstick touched up and they could not stop
talking about how packed and crazy the ladies room was, and I smiled
and knew I was going to be having a good time when I went. The serving
girls were walking around collecting the plates and I glanced over at
Monica and then grabbed for my clutch purse and said nothing to the
table, just looked at her and said, "shall we?". She smiled and grabbed
for her clutch purse and I leaned into Brad and said I would be right
back and gave him a light kiss on the lips, and he said, "don't take
too long", I just smiled back at him as he got up and pulled out my
chair for me.

I looked Monica over as she stood up and I was right about the
dress she was wearing, it was literally identical to the Bridesmaid
dress myself and 6 other girls wore 4 years earlier. The dress had a
spaghetti strapped top, fitted bodice with rhinestone and sequinned
appliqués around the breasts, then an A-line skirt to the floor, the
skirt had a large back walking slit and she was in about 3" dyed to
match strappy satin heels, exactly what I wore as well, my mind was
racing as I looked at her face and hair, "did I know her?". Once I saw
that and the fact her clutch purse matched the colour of her dress, and
I had the same clutch purse, I knew she was re-using a Bridesmaid
dress. Monica adjusted the matching satin shawl and delicately put it
over her shoulders, and then as we walked along, again I loved the fact
there was so much, "female to female" checking out going on and looked
around and knew I was being checked out as well. Monica was checking me
out as well, and I was the first to start the conversation and jokingly
commented, "that dress looks familiar". She smiled at me and said "oh?,
how so?", and I told her about my Bridesmaid experience a few years
back and she laughed and asked "when?".

Then the third special moment happened for the evening.

I told her it was the 2nd weekend of May of 2006, in Burlington,
and she grabbed my arm and stopped us in the middle of the crowded
foyer and looked me in the eyes and said, "your serious?", I told her I
was, and looked at her confused. She then Blurted out "Kathleen Star's
Wedding?". Right then and there, I must have turned white, my jaw
dropped my eyes opened wide and Monica came in and game me a great big
hug, "now I remember you, I knew you looked so familiar, you changed
your hairstyle". I was floored, stunned, dismayed, all in one "fell
swoop", in all my 23 years of passing as a female, and all of my
experiences, I was for the first time, "at a loss of words". She then
grabbed my hands and stood in front of me, and I stared at her and
smiled, then blurted out, "you were blonde", she smiled and told me
that her husband preferred brunettes, so a few years ago she changed
her hair colour and then the conversation changed, and it was all about
the Wedding. The relationship between Monica and I just took and 180
degree turn, we were no longer strangers talking, but fellow
Bridesmaid's, and she had no clue what I really was other than a
genetic girl that was in the Bridal party. As I walked along with her
to the ladies room, I was trying to figure out why I did not recognize
her right off the bat, but Kathleen's Wedding was one that the
Bridesmaid's came from all over the world, and there was not the
traditional parties and showers we all attended and such that usually
happen that all of the Bridesmaid's get to know one another, and we
never got together to buy the dresses, we literally met on the day of
the Wedding. The Wedding day was a "whirlwind" of activity, hair/makeup
at 10am, then the church for noon, followed by the pictures, then the
6pm reception, the Wedding party hardly got to know one another,
although, the groomsman I was paired with certainly tried to get to
know me more.

Monica kept on saying as we walked to the ladies room, "I so want
to catch up with you about the Wedding", and I told her that hopefully
we could take advantage of the "quiet area" of the ladies room, and sit
on one of the couches and talk for a while. As we got to the ladies
room main entrance, we walked in, and even I was floored, as soon as
you walked in the door, the line up for the room with the stalls
started. I heard Monica moan, "oh dear", but I told her I had to go and
so did she, so we had no choice as it was the only ladies room in the
area, other than running up to the room to go, so we stood in line. As
we stood in line the clicking of heels on the marble was "music in my
ears", and the parade of formally dressed women was a lovely sight. I
looked over at the vanity tables and saw they were packed and there was
a line up for them, and I also looked at the couches and saw they were
full as well. Finally our turn came as the line moved along into the
room with the stalls and again, when I was at the front of the line I
told Monica I would meet her in the main room after we were done, and a
stall came open and smiled as I passed another formally dressed woman
and entered. I went into the stall and put my gold clutch purse on the
shelf and again, carefully hiked my skirt and lowered my panties and
pantyhose and sat down and made sure I made the "tinkling sound" as I
peed, and again, loved looking on either side of me and seeing heels,
and hearing the sounds of the other females. When I was done, I cleaned
up and then stood up and very carefully pulled up my panties and
pantyhose and then straightened out my skirt, and grabbed my clutch
purse and left the stall, and had to laugh as the woman that was taking
my place must have really had to go and came running by me and right
into the stall, her heels clicking away on the marble floor.

I walked back into the main room, and saw that the line up for
the stalls was still almost out the door and looked around for Monica,
but could not find her, and went and stood in line for one of the
vanity table spots, and the line up was not that bad, only about 3
other women. I was at the front of the line and was waiting my turn and
spotted Monica getting up from one of the vanity spots while another
came available and she passed me and she had freshened her lipstick and
said as she passed me and smiled and said, "see you on the couch". I
went to the one lighted vanity that had become free and sat down, and
knowing that there was a line up, quickly looked at myself in the
mirror and opened my gold clutch purse and pulled out my lipstick and
gloss, as the only thing I really needed to do was touch up my lips,
and put on a fresh coat of lipstick and gloss, then packed up my gold
clutch purse and got up and smiled to the other women waiting for the
vanity as I walked by them. I then headed for the couches, and I found
Monica, seated at the end of one of them, with her black patent clutch
purse beside her, saving a spot for me.

I sat down and got comfortable on the large leather couch and put
my Gold clutch purse in my lap and then looked over at Monica, and she
reached out a hand and said, "how is it going girlfriend?, it has been
a long time". She gently grabbed my hand and I looked her in the eyes
and told her that everything was fine, it was a very "female to female
moment". I was literally on "another planet", as I knew she had no clue
about my true sex, and I was talking to a girl that shared one of the
most feminine things a woman can do in her life with me, and that was
being a Bridesmaid, as part of a real mainstream Wedding. She looked me
up and down and told me that she loved my hair and thought my dress was
stunning and really complimented my figure, she also thought the colour
was gorgeous on me and she smiled and looked down and the way I sat
down my left leg was very exposed and said, "now showing that much leg
is going to get you into trouble". I smiled back and told her that the
only one in my eyes for the evening was my husband Brad. We both
laughed and then we started talking about the Wedding we were in and
she asked about Brad and said, "I do not remember him at the Wedding?",
and I told her that when the Wedding happened he was out of town on a
business trip, she smiled and told me that she now understood why I was
"stag" at the Wedding (even though my real husband, Sharon was there
with a male date!).

She then looked down at my charm bracelet and said, so does your
husband know?, and I knew exactly what she was getting at and played
dumb and said, "know what", she gently reached down grabbed my wrist
and then brought up my hand and said, "well, there has to be something
with all of the Lesbian references on this lovely bracelet, does he
know about these?". I told her he certainly did, and she had a confused
look on her face and said, "you're a Lesbian and have a male husband?",
I laughed a little and patted her hand and quietly told her that I
enjoyed the intimate company of a woman as much as a man. She smiled
and laughed a little and said, she had no problem with it, and then
laughed out loud and said, "remember at the Wedding in the ladies room,
helping Kathleen in the stall, if I recall, you were the lucky one that
had to pull down her panties and wipe her up". I told her I indeed was
the one that was "lucky" enough to do that Bridesmaid chore, and she
laughed, and said, "if Kathleen only knew your true sexuality". I
laughed and told her it is not like go around attacking the first
pretty female that I see, and said to her, "I have no attacked you have
I?", she laughed told me she appreciated the compliment and said, "must
make helping all of those Brides in and out of their dresses tough and
tempting". I told her it is not like when we got married when communal
change rooms were around, but I told her from time to time, I have to
go into the change room and help a Bride and she is in nothing more
than her bra and panties, but I keep it professional and that is it.

We then went on talking more about the Wedding and how lovely of
a day it was and how long it was, and also how it would have been nicer
to have known each other as Bridesmaid's before the day. I told her
about the groomsman I was paired with and how he could not keep his
hands off of me and she laughed out loud and told me she had the same
problem, and that her husband was at a point of taking him outside and
punching him out!. She asked about my dress and if I still had it and
told her I did and have worn it out a couple of times and she told me
this was her first chance to wear it and rolled her eyes and said, "for
the $500 we spent on everything, at least I am getting another use out
of it, rather than taking up closet space". I agreed with her and then
we started talking more about the Wedding and the other girls were
paired with and if we stayed I contact, and I told her except for the
Bride, none of the girls I met on that day I ever heard from again,
until now. She smiled and we promised each other we would exchange
email addresses before the evening was out, and about that time we
could hear the band start up and I told her that I better get back as
my "husband" loves to dance and she said hers does as well.

We both got up, heels clicking across the marble floor and then
went back into the foyer and to the room with our Gala. As we
approached the table Monica's husband and Brad were standing up
chatting and sipping on a drink. I saw on the table Brad had got me
another wine spritzer and the "20 something" couple was sitting at the
table, and the other people had gone, and I assumed to the large dance
floor. I grabbed for my drink and was taking a sip when Monica said to
her husband, "does Joyce here look familiar?", he looked me over and
told her I was not, and then she said, "Kathleen's Wedding?". I laughed
a little as he said the same think as Monica and said, "you changed
your hairstyle". I laughed out loud and said that I definitely had and
it was like a reunion again, and Brad had a confused look on his face
and I told him I would explain it to him later, and grabbed his hand
and put my gold clutch purse down on my chair and slid it in and
quickly lead him to the dance floor before our "cover was blown".

We got to the dance floor and it was the same as the last time
with big band type of music and I remembered what I learned and
followed Brad around, and he leaned into me and said, "care to tell me
what that was about?". I explained to him the situation and that if
asked, on the date of the Wedding say he was out of town on business
and he smiled and leaned down as we danced and said, "of course my
love", and gave me a light kiss on the lips. We stayed on the dance
floor for 5 consecutive songs, and I was surprisingly comfortable in my
4" strapply stiletto heels, but I knew we should go back to the table
to see if it was our turn to look after the table, after all, the live
band stopped playing and the DJ started. As we walked off the crowded
dance floor I took notice of tons and tons of women that had taken off
their shoes and were dancing in stockinged feet, and knew I was
definitely not going to be one of them. We got to the table and Brad
was a gentleman and told me to have a seat and pulled out my chair, and
the younger couple that was manning the table asked if we would be at
the table for a while, and I told them that we would, and grabbed my
gold clutch purse off the chair and sat down. The younger couple got up
and headed to the dance floor and Brad leaned down and gave me a light
kiss on the lips and told me that he would be back with another round
of drinks. As I sat there, I kept looking around for Brenda and Sharon,
but could not find them in the massive sea of formally dressed men and
women, I really wanted to see what dress of my Sharon was wearing and
what Brenda ended up wearing.

Brad came back to the table and sat down and put down our drinks
and I gave him a light kiss to welcome him back and then he put his
hands under the table and gently caressed my very exposed silky thigh
and whispered in my ear, "you have no idea what that dress and your
perfume is doing to me". I leaned over and whispered back in his ear,
"exactly what I wanted it to do", and reached under the table and
caressed the front of his pants, which had a large bulge. All he did
was moaned and just like the last time at the Gala, said, "I don't
think I can wait". Knowing full well, I wanted to go back to the room
and orally please him, as much as he wanted it, I decided to play coy
and told him that I wanted to stay and enjoy the Gala and dancing. He
moaned a little, but I said in a sexy voice and whispered in his ear,
"be a good boy and these lips will take care of that little problem in
your pants soon enough". I soaked in the atmosphere and continued to
check out what the other females were wearing and sipped on my drink,
and Brad continued to sneak his hand under the table and caressed my
silky exposed thigh from my dress, and I was loving it. At one point
Monica and her husband came back to the table and she sat down next to
me and said, "yesh, I cannot believe we wore these heels all day at
Kathleen's Wedding, my feet are killing me, are yours not sore?, those
heels are at least an inch if not more higher than my heels". I smiled
and told her that at the Bridal shop, I sometimes wear heels 4" high
all day long, and we do not get to sit down, she rolled her eyes and
said, "better you than me, I could not do it". I asked her if she was
staying for a bit and noticed her husband had already gone for drinks
and told Brad that I wanted to get back to the dance floor, and asked
Monica if her and her husband would not mind watching the table, and
she said that they would take the "next shift" as her feet needed a
rest from dancing.

The DJ stopped and the band started playing again and I gulped
down my drink and then stood up and put down my gold clutch purse on my
chair and Brad stood up as well and I grabbed his arm and we went to
the dance floor. As we walked along, I checked my watch and saw that it
was just coming up to 9:30pm, and knew that we would have plenty of
time, to go dancing, go back to the room and come back for more dancing
before midnight. I lost count of the number of songs Brad and I danced
to, but it was at least 6 and actually, I loved having Brad glide me
around on the dance floor and staring into his eyes and he looking me
up and down appreciating my feminine being. I was starting to feel it
in my calves, my feet were fine, but Brad was another story. After
every song kissed me and at first it was just a little kiss, but they
started to get more and more intense, and when the band took another
break and the DJ came on, I knew that it was time for our trip up to
our hotel room. As we walked back to the table, Brad was all over me,
hugging my waist and I looked down at his crotch and could see that he
was not going to last much longer and checked my watch and was
surprised, we had been on the dance floor for over 45 minutes and it
was around 10:20pm. I definitely wanted to be back to the Gala for
midnight and also wanted to take Brad back up to the room to enjoy his
lovely massive member, but let him take the lead and when we got back
to the table, he gave me a long kiss and then whispered in my ear, "now
my darling wife?". I looked up at him and smiled and said softly in his
ear, "I think you have been a good boy". I looked over at Monica, and
we exchanged a "knowing" female to female smile as she knew exactly
what we were going to be doing and I grabbed my gold clutch purse and
smiled wide at her and told her my husband and I were "going to get
some air", as we started to walk away another "knowing female to female
smile" and she said, "have fun", I smiled back and told her I would.

I Hung onto Brad's arm and he lead me out of the room and we
headed to the escalator, after passing by two rooms for formally
dressed couples celebrating New Years Eve. We got to the top of the
stairs and headed for the elevators and there was a crowd waiting to
use them, and even though I really would have like to use one, I
followed along with Brad and we went into the stairs and headed up to
the second floor. I was actually glad that I was going to get an
opportunity to get off my feet and was also very much looking forward
to more intimate time with Brad. We got to our floor which was just to
flights up and Brad lead me to the door to the hotel room, and opened
it and I walked in ahead of him, and he closed the door and I could
tell he was every hot and horny and knew exactly what he wanted. As
soon as the door was closed, he turned me to him and started kissing me
and he pulled me in tight and I could feel his member against my belly
as he caressed my ass and breasts through my dress. I gently pushed him
back after one of our kisses and told him that I had to get back to the
Gala with my hair in tact and makeup as well and to be gentle. He
kissed me again hard and long and our tongues danced and after we broke
the kiss, he grabbed my one hand and said, "I want to watch again".

Now I personally had to pee, but I really wanted to enjoy Brad's
member even more and smiled at him and he lead me by the hand to the
center of the room by the mirror. We kissed one more time, long and
hard and hard, and he pulled me close and eventually we broke our kiss
and he grabbed my one hand and helped me lower myself to the ground and
I managed to carefully lower myself and arranged my dress and put down
my gold clutch purse all at once. I sat back on my gold 4" strappy
heels and looked up at Brad and his crotch and massive straining
member. He was smiling down at me and I opened my gold clutch purse and
pulled out my lipstick and gloss slowly applied a thick coat of both.
After I put them away in my gold clutch purse, I slowly caressed the
front of his tuxedo pants and found the front wet to the touch and
smiled and looked up him and then slowly undid his belt and asked him
to tell me what he thought of the evening so far, and he kept moaning
telling me how sexy and lovely I looked, and how he was looking forward
to this moment all evening. I unzipped his pants and pulled them down
and exposed his large tent of underwear and then looked up at him and
saw the lipstick mark I left earlier in the day and then opened my lips
and leaned in and left another, his underwear was very wet. Brad was
smiling as I looked up at him and said, "another reason not to never
wash them". I then pulled his underwear all the way down and had his
massive member popped out and it was semi erect and started to go to
work on it with my lipstick covered lips. Now I was in no mood to play
games with Brad, as I wanted to get back to the Gala and after the Gala
I would have lots of time to totally enjoy his member, for now it was
about be being a "good wife" and taking care of him and getting back to
the party, and of course enjoying myself. I opened my lips wide and
started on the head of his member, licking off the pre cum, and then
swirling my tongue around and I was hearing Brad moaning and then used
one of my hands to caress his balls. He put his hands on my head to
steady himself and then I started licking up and down his shaft, and
used my other hand to gently stroke it as I licked. I spent time
concentrating my tongue on the underside of the head and Brad groaned
loudly when I did, and then went back to the head and opened wide and
wrapped my lips around it and started flicking my tongue wildly, then
started moaning while I did it. I knew Brad was getting close as I
could feel his knees shaking and started flicking my tongue even
faster, and then he grunted and exploded in my mouth, this time for
about 10 seconds, but they were intense and I managed to stay in rhythm
with him and every spurt I swallowed. When he was done, I pulled away,
and the head left my lips with a "popping" sound. Brad again walked,
with his pants and underwear around his ankles and collapsed on the
couch.

I grabbed my gold clutch purse and stood up and walked over to
Brad, smiled and said, "the chocolate mousse was a good dessert, but
that my dear husband, was much a more enjoyable dessert". I left Brad
on the couch panting and went and poured some champagne into my glass
and loved seeing the lipstick marks on it and took a couple of big
gulps to clean out my mouth. I then headed to the bathroom, and opened
my gold clutch purse and pulled out my lipstick and gloss and applied
another think coat of both, then since I had the opportunity of having
a mirror to myself and plenty of time as well as all of my makeup
available, I checked out my face and touched up my eyes, both eyeliner
and eye shadow and blush as well. I made sure my dress was alright,
then grabbed my "fantasy" perfume and doused myself in it again,
grabbed my gold clutch purse and then headed back into the room and
Brad was just finishing up in front of the mirror he had pulled his
pants back up and then came and met me and went to kiss me on the lips
and I put a painted finger up to them and said, "not until midnight, I
do not want to ruin my makeup". He smiled and said, I smelled so
"incredible", and he could not wait till after midnight to get back
into the room. I had and evil smile on my face and told him that I had
a "special surprise" for him when we got back, he told me he could not
wait until we got back. He kissed me on the cheek and I grabbed his arm
and we headed out the door to go back to the Gala.

Like before, we headed for the stairs, and avoided the elevator,
and as we were walking down the stairs, I glanced down at my watch and
it was just after 11pm, and was hoping to get some dancing in and
perhaps another ladies room visit before the evening was over. We got
to the escalator and again, I loved looking at all of the activity of
the other formally dressed females and I hung onto Brad's arm and he
lead us back to our table and saw that the older couple was "manning
the table for purse watch". We asked if it was ok if we went to the
dance floor and they said they wanted to rest, so I put my gold clutch
purse on my chair and tucked it in and Brad lead us to the dance floor.
The band was playing and I again followed Brad's lead and he started
leading me around the dance floor, I was paying attention to him, but,
in the distance, I spotted my husband Sharon, dancing with a "20
something guy" in a tux, and right near her was her Bi sexual female
lover and my date's wife Brenda with a "20 something guy" as well, I
was a little confused as my husband said they were going to be going to
the Gala as a Lesbian couple.

I saw that my husband had chosen a dress out of my wardrobe that
I wore as a Bridesmaid for real about 10 years back, in a party of 6
other genetic females, it was a floor length royal blue dress, off the
shoulder, with a lovely white lace appliqué draping around the breasts
and back, I had had the dress modified, and the back slit closed and
put a front left slit, right to the panties, and I could see she was
showing a lot of leg as she moved around the dance floor, just like I
was, I also noticed she was wearing one of my sparkly necklaces and was
in her 2 ½" black patent heels. I then checked out Brenda, she was in a
chocolate brown floor length dress, sequinned bodice, slightly off the
shoulder, but a plunging sweetheart neckline to show off her more than
ample breasts, the skirt was A-line with a back slit and she was in her
"usual", strappy 3" black heels, and what I did noticed is that Sharon
must have leant her one of my sparkly "bib style" rhinestone necklaces,
or unless she found her own that matched mine, the one she was wearing.
Both Sharon and Brenda obviously have been to the salon as both of them
hair their hair done up. Brenda saw me and waved and smiled, and I
waved back, but Sharon did not notice me and Brad.

We were only on the large dance floor for about 3 songs and then
the band left the stage and the DJ came on and I told Brad I wanted to
have another drink and sit down, and I grabbed his arm and he lead me
off the dance floor to our table and pulled out my chair for me and I
sat down. the "20 something couple" asked if we could watch the table
and I told them we would and Brad gave me a little kiss on the check
and said he would be back in a minute with our drinks. I kept looking
around for Brenda and Sharon again on the dance floor but could not
find them in the sea of formally dressed men and women. I was still
soaking in the atmosphere when Brad came back and put down our drinks
and sat down beside me, I had just taken my first sip and Brad's hand
was on very exposed and silky thigh discreetly under the table and he
leaned in and told me that he was getting hot already. I quietly told
him back to behave himself and he was going to have to wait until after
midnight when the dancing stopped, (I was lying, I wanted to get back
to the room probably as much as he did for the "festivities"). I was
taking my third or forth sip on my drink and spotted Brenda walking
towards our table, and we made eye contact and she gave me the
universal genetic female "ladies room signal" and raised her black
clutch purse, and I smiled back at her and quickly grabbed my gold
clutch and stood up and told Brad I would be right back, and Brad saw
Brenda and said, "have fun", and gave me a light kiss on the lips, I
looked over at Brenda and she was smiling.

I walked up to Brenda and she was still smiling and she said as I
approached her, she kept smiling and said, "I see 'your' husband is
being very affectionate this evening". I told her, "oh more than you
can imagine", she then said, "I want to hear all about it, but lets
hurry, I really have to go to and pee". Brenda looked me up and down
and said, "funny, my date this evening has a slit on her dress that
shows as much leg as you, wonder how that happened?", I laughed and
told her I was glad she liked the dress Sharon was wearing and the
alterations I had done to it. As we walked along Brenda looked me up
and down again, and said, "Sharon was right, that dress really looks
fabulous on you, and I love the matching CFM heels as well. We
continued to walk along and I checked out Brenda more closely and I
looked down at her left hand and asked her where her Wedding rings were
and what were they doing on the dance floor with young guys, and told
her that Sharon told me that they were going as a Lesbian couple. She
laughed and said, "when we got to our table, we saw those two young
'hunks', stag, and figured we would play the 'cougar' angle, and
quickly removed our Wedding rings and introduced ourselves as two
divorced single women" and were looking to have fun with the younger
guys, dancing with them and teasing them. I laughed along with her as
she said, "and are they going to be surprised when at midnight it is
going to be Sharon that is the only one I will be kissing, and not the
guy that thinks he is going to be getting a 'piece of tail'". We both
laughed again as we entered the ladies room, we both had to use a
stall, Brenda and I got in the long line to the room leading to the
stalls. The line was moving quickly, and at one point Brenda leaned
into me and quietly said, "I love the smell of your perfume, almost as
nice as Sharon's, but there is something about it that is driving me
crazy", I smiled and looked back at her and she asked what it was and I
told her and she said, "I will have to remember to tell Sharon that the
next time we get together, so she can wear it".

Brenda was behind me, so I went ahead of her when my turn came
and went and passed a woman that was leaving her stall and exchanged
the usual "female to female" smiles, and went into my stall, and closed
the door and put my gold clutch purse on the shelf. Again, I loved
hearing the quiet "buzz" in the ladies room, the sound of other women
peeing, the quiet chatter, and I hiked up my skirt and gently pulled
down my pantyhose and panties and sat down on the toilet and again,
made sure I made the right "tinkling" sounds as I peed, and then when I
was done, made sure I used toilet paper to clean up. I carefully pulled
up my panties and pantyhose and then I then grabbed my gold clutch
purse, left the stall and smiled at the next woman in line as I came
out of the stall I was just in, again, exchanging the usual "female to
female" smile. I walked out of the stalls area and into the main ladies
room and was looking around for Brenda, but did not see her standing
around or at any of the lighted vanities or on one of the 4 large
leather couches. I then felt a tap on my shoulder and it surprised me,
but it was Brenda, I turned and she was smiling, and as we walked
towards the vanity tables she quietly said, "damn garter belt and
stockings, don't know how the hell you wear these things, and Sharon
says you wear them to work all the time, took me forever to do them up
after two snapped off", I smiled back at her and said, "well tonight
for me it is pantyhose due to my dress, and yes, I wear stockings to
work whenever I can to the Bridal Salon, as long as my skirt length
allows it, pantyhose are so uncomfortable in the heat". She laughed and
said, "if I could get away without wearing any nylons to work I would,
but I cannot, like you I have to wear nylons for work". As we walked to
the vanity area, it was surprisingly not busy and we spotted two vanity
seats open and headed towards them, and I could not resist and said to
Brenda, "so wearing a garter belt and stockings to be sexy for your
date?", she smiled back, "well, yes, and as well as no panties".

I smiled back at her and we both sat down, and since there was no
line up for the vanities, there was no great rush to do our makeup and
leave quickly, so we took advantage of the time and talked. As we both
put down our clutch purses and opened them up and pulled our makeup, me
lipstick and gloss and blush and she just lipstick, I smiled and looked
over at her in the mirror, Brenda was the first to start and said, "so
how is your 'husband'?", and I smiled back at her in the mirror as I
opened my lipstick and said, "oh he is more than happy right now". She
had pulled out her lipstick and was about to apply hers and stared at
me in the mirror as I applied mine and said, "we have not have sex for
a month in anticipation of this evening, and he has been talking about
your lips for 6 months, hope you are not disappointing him?". As I was
putting the cap on my lipstick and pulled out my lip gloss I said, "I
am sure he will have no complaints, he has certainly given me mouthfuls
numerous times today". Brenda was finishing her lipstick application
and was putting the cap back on her lipstick and said, "I thought as
much, and your husband has been doing her job, we had quite the
'session' before the salon, and a very romantic shower before we left
for the salon, she certainly was looking forward to today as I was, and
I could definitely tell". We both packed our clutch purses and did one
last check in the mirror and Brenda made one last comment as we looked
at each other in the mirror and said, "Sharon and her dress, and now
smelling your perfume certainly has me soaking wet, and I cannot wait
to get back to your place and ravish her body again and her ravish
mine". I laughed and told her, "and I cannot wait to get my 'husband'
back to the room, and ravish his body as well, and I have a few
surprises for him". We both giggled and then walked out of the ladies
room, heels clicking across the marble floor then into the main foyer
towards the ballroom. I then I told her I liked her necklace and
earrings and smiled at her and she said, "yes you have excellent taste
in jewellery, I was going to be wearing pearl earrings and a necklace,
and Sharon convinced me to borrow some of yours, hope you do not
mind?". I told her I did not and that it really set off her dress and
the outfit.

As we walked, I checked my watch and it was 10 minutes before
midnight, so our timing was right. The DJ was playing music and the
band was off the stage, and as we walk towards Brad and I's table,
Brenda said, "after midnight, take your time with your 'husband' s I
want to maximize the time with your husband", I smiled and told her
that I would try, Brenda then leaned over and gave me a little kiss on
the cheek and smiled back at me and kept on walking. Now that surprised
me, and Brad was standing next to Monica and her husband and all three
of them saw the kiss, and I saw that champagne for the midnight toast
was on the table. All three were smiling at me as I walked up to them,
and Brad said, "have fun?", I said that I did and he handed me my glass
of champagne. Of course I was expecting a comment from Monica, but she
was just smiling, now that I was back, the men started talking and I
turned to Monica and she had a wild smile and said, "sooooo?", I smiled
back and knew where she was going, but wanted to have fun with it, and
said back, "so what?". Monica then said, "she was cute, is that someone
you are 'friendly with'?". I could have had more fun, but told her that
she was just an old College friend that I was very "close with", she
smiled, and said, "oh I can imagine". I smiled back and said, "well, I
am not a girl that kisses and tells". We both laughed and about that
time the countdown to midnight happened and an announcer came on stage
and called out the countdown.

When midnight hit, all of the couples at the table put down their
glasses and embraced and Brad was no different and grabbed me tight and
grabbed the back of my head and pulled my head into his and our lips
locked. It was a long kiss and I could tell Brad was hot again as his
tongue was snaking in and out of my mouth and he was moaning the entire
time, I let my hand discreetly slip down and gently brushed his crotch
and could not believe how hard he was again already. After we broke our
kiss, the band started to play and told Brad I wanted to get back out
on the dance floor, and Monica heard me say that and pulled out a piece
of paper and told me that her and her husband were leaving and jotted
down her email address and handed it to me and I put it in my gold
clutch purse. I told her it was so nice to see her again and she said
she was going to be emailing me and wanted to stay in touch, we
exchanged a typical genetic "female to female cheek kiss", and gave
each other a big hug and said goodbye, I could not figure out her
perfume, but it really suited her. As the table cleared out, it was
apparent that there was no one going to be watching for clutch purses
and I grabbed mine and then Brad was smiling and took my hand and lead
me to the large crowded dance floor. With clutch purse in hand, Brad
lead me around the dance floor and I could not even spot Sharon or
Brenda, but what after what Brenda told me in the ladies room, I
figured she and Sharon had left to go back to our house. I held my
clutch purse over Brad's left shoulder and hugged him and smiled at him
as lead me around the dance floor and even though it was 12:30am, I
could not believe how comfortable my feet and calves felt, even after
dancing for almost 6 hours in my 4" gold strappy stiletto sandals,
dancing and walking, probably more than any genetic woman could stand,
and I really felt good about myself. The band kept playing and I kept
hanging on to Brad and he leaned down and after every song pulled me in
tight and kissed me. I kept looking around and saw that the crowd was
starting to thin out, and around 1:30am, the live band stopped playing
and I was not in the mood to listen to a DJ, and Brad lead me off the
dance floor.

Our table was empty and Brad looked at me and gave me a little
kiss when we got there and then gave me a big hug and said, "I am ready
for my big surprise now my darling wife". I told him I was ready and
grabbed his arm and he lead me up through the foyer and up the
escalator and there was a ton of people at the elevators and we simply
walked up the stairs to the second floor and I kept thinking as I was
walking about how much I wanted to please him again and never let on
that I wanted to take care of his member as much as he wanted me to. He
lead me to the door of our room and opened it and as we entered I knew
he was very hot and wanted my lips badly to service him again, but I
told him that "patience was a virtue" and he laughed a little and
grabbed my hand and lead me to the center of the room and pulled me in
and started kissing me slowly and was caressing my backside through my
dress and pulling me into him and I could feel his massive member
against my belly. We broke our kiss once and I told him I wanted a
drink and he pulled me away and said, "whatever my darling wife wants,
she gets". Brad went and poured two glasses of champagne and came to me
and I asked if he wanted to sit on the couch and I did and he said he
wanted to as well, and we sat down and sipped on our champagne and
talked about the evening and Brad put his hand on my silky nylon
covered, well exposed thigh and said, "Joyce, besides my wife, you are
the sexiest hottest woman I have ever met". I smiled and gave him a
little kiss on the lips, and said, "thank you, but I doubt it", I knew
it was time to have some fun and most definitely get the last drop of
his juice out of his massive member for the evening and gulped down my
champagne and stood up and told Brad it was time for me to get ready
for his surprise.

Brad stood up as well, and I walked to the bed and on it was a
white terri cloth robe and I grabbed it and walked up to Brad and said,
"time for you to 'get comfortable', and leave on your underwear", I
handed him the robe and he smiled and stood up and I turned around and
asked him to unzip my dress. I felt him come up behind me and nuzzled
his head into my neck and I turned my head and he started kissing my
neck and wrapped his hands around me and started cupping my breasts and
kept telling me how lovely my breasts felt and told me how good my
perfume smelled. I could feel his hard member pressing against my back
and asked him again to undo my dress, and he reached up under the
bolero part of my outfit and unzipped my dress down to the middle of my
back. I then I felt his fingers run up and down my back and he was
telling me how soft and smooth my skin felt and I took the opportunity
to turn around and gave him a little peck on the cheek and told him to
get ready and then grabbed my gold clutch purse and headed to the
bathroom, and closed the door behind me.

I looked at my watch it was almost 2am, and I could not believe I
was still awake, let alone alert, and looked at myself in the mirror
and was surprised my face was not that bad. I heard Brad turn on a soft
rock station and then carefully got out of my dress and the bolero part
of it, and even though I did not have a hanger to hang it on, slung it
over the shower rails. I was a little worried about getting out of my
4" gold strappy heels, but was surprised that they came off with no
problems. I was glad the room was warm as I stood there in my bra,
panties and pantyhose and then went and grabbed the pair of white satin
gloves out of the black duffle bag and put them on and then carefully
slipped off my pantyhose. Next was pulling out a black garter belt and
put it on, I then grabbed a package of brand new ultra sheer "nearly
black" stockings and opened them and carefully slipped them on. I took
off the white satin gloves and snapped the stockings into place, making
sure I got the stockings looking right. Then while leaving my bra and
panties on, went to the black duffle bag and pulled out my peignor,
black, lace and satin, the one I custom designed and had made and
slipped it on, and the put on the matching black satin and lace cover
and looked at myself in the mirror. I decided that for this outfit I
was going to go with "slut makeup", and pulled out my makeup bag and
darkened everything, eyeliner, eye shadow and blush, I then put on
another thick coat of lipstick and lip gloss, and looked myself over in
the mirror and saw my look was "way over the edge", definitely a "slut
application" of makeup. I then went into the black duffle bag and
pulled out my 4" black patent heels and slipped them on, I then grabbed
my "fantasy" perfume and once again doused myself in it, behind the
ears, my breasts, wrists, ankles. Final touch was going one more time
to the black duffle bag and pulling out the elbow length black satin
gloves and slipped them on, and knew Brad was going be instantly
excited when he saw me in them.

I grabbed my gold clutch purse and then called out to Brad and
told him that I wanted the lights dimmed, and he said he would take
care of it. I waited for about 2 minutes then slowly entered the room,
and there was Brad, in the white terri cloth robe, a champagne glad in
both hands, and as soon as he saw me put them down. He came up to me
and his mouth was wide open and he said, "you have to be kidding me,
you changed your nylons?". I smiled at him with a sly grin, and took
one of my satin covered hands and brushed his cheek and said, "I have
no clue what you are talking about?". He pulled me into his body and
leaned down and our lips met in a long inviting kiss, he was pulling me
into his body and I could feel his massive member up against my belly,
and slowly reached down with my satin covered hand and went inside the
robe and felt his crotch and he was wet, and knew I was going to have
cum stains on my elbow length black satin gloves by the end of the
evening. Our embrace was intense and at one point I thought I was going
to have some fun and took one of my black satin covered hands and
grabbed one of his hands and lowered it to my satin covered behind and
after we broke one of our embraces told him to "explore".

I stared into his eyes, and had a little smile and as caressed my
backside, he then found the garters, and gasped when he did. "A garter
belt??, oh my God, you have got to be kidding?!!", I smiled back up at
him and he was caressing my silky covered ass and feeling the garters
and told me, "I wish Brenda had lingerie like you do, I love this
peignor". I could feel his member grow stronger and stronger as we
kissed and he was feeling me up and enjoying the garters, as I felt his
member through his underwear, he was rock hard and ready for another
sucking. After we broke one kiss I lead him to the bed and told him to
lie down for a "special treat". Many years ago, I was on a date to
Stage West and after, and gave him a "satin massage" back in the hotel
room, with me in a satin Bridesmaid dress and I wore white elbow length
gloves. As we got to the bed Brad and I kissed and I undid the cloth
belt to his robe and peeled it off of him and let it fall to the floor
leaving him in only his underwear and socks. I looked up at him and ran
my hands through his hairy chest and kissed him some more.

I then asked Brad if he was ready for the next surprise and he
said he was and I told him to lie down on the bed and to lay face down.
He did and I went and grabbed my gold clutch purse so it was nearby and
put it on the table next to the bed and then crawled up on the bed and
slowly started massaging Brad with my satin gloved hands. He was
moaning and I was talking in a sexy voice and had him tell me what he
liked the most of the evening, all he could say was that my satin
covered hands felt amazing. I caressed and massaged him all the way
from his head down his back, and over his underwear and then to his
toes and went I got to his feet, he rolled over and asked me to kiss
him. I crawled up and we locked lips and he was very hot and he was
caressing me all over, and I was massaging his straining underwear, and
his massive bulge. I broke our kiss and then started caressing him with
my satin covered hands, enjoying the feeling of my satin covered hands
going through his hairy chest. He then started moaning and said, "it is
time, no more, I want your lips again", and I knew what that meant and
I told him I wanted to do one more thing, and he groaned, but I
continued. I got up and grabbed my gold clutch purse and put on yet
another thick coat of lipstick and then gloss and Brad was watching me
the whole time and then as I was putting the top of my lipstick back
on, noted how much I had used this evening and chuckled inside, as it
was quite noticeable. I then positioned myself on my knees, with my
head towards Brad's massive member and my rear towards his head, to
allow him to caress and enjoy my stockings and satin covered rear. I
then grabbed his massive member through his underwear and had to laugh
a little as it was quite the sight, my lipstick marks from earlier in
the day and his massive member straining against his white underwear. I
then pulled his underwear down tight and used two hands to encase his
member with his underwear, then leaned down and opened my lipstick
covered lips as far as they would go and engulfed the head and clamped
down and then moved my head around and then backed off, and saw I left
a perfect "O" lipstick around his head, on his underwear. The tip where
I kissed was soaking wet with cum, and he was moaning my name over and
over, and I started tugging down his underwear, and he lifted his bum
off the bed and I pulled his underwear down and off and flung them on
the floor, and as I was positioning myself to get them off saw that is
member was standing proud and ready.

I moved back into position keeling with my satin covered rear
near his upper body, and I then rested my head on his belly and stared
at his massive member and then slowly took my satin covered hand and
slowly started stroking it, I used my satin covered thumb to caress the
bulging purple head and the pre-cum and could feel the wetness through
my satin gloves and knew I was getting them messy. I then took my other
satin covered hand and slowly cupped his balls and started massaging
them, Brad was in heaven, moaning and telling me how he loved my satin
covered hands. I cooed, "better than the first time my dear with satin
gloves?", he moaned back, "just as good, but I did like getting orally
serviced by a Bride in her lovely white gown". I got on all fours and
then leaned over to Brad's massive member and decided to take it real
slow and as I used both my satin covered hands to take care of his
balls and shaft, I lowered my lipstick covered lips to it and stuck out
my tongue and slowly started licking up and down his shaft as I gently
used my satin covered hand to pump up and down. Brad was having fun too
as he was moaning and was caressing my ultra silky stockings and was
caressing my heels, then up my legs, under my silky peignoir and was
having fun snapping my garters as I licked and sucked away on his
member. I was totally enjoying myself and loved hearing Brad moan and
tell me how good it felt and I was not even paying attention to the
time or his caressing, but rather really soaking in the evening and
enjoying the total control I had over Brad and his pleasure.
Eventually, I could feel more and more pre-cum starting to make my
satin covered fingers even more wet and opened my lips wide engulfed
the head and was pumping faster and faster up and down his shaft and
eventually I felt his hands on my head and he started grunting and
still was moaning my name. I knew he was close and started flicking my
tongue around the head and stroked his massive shaft with one of my
satin covered hand and was massaging his balls as well with my other
satin covered hand and before I knew it, he pushed the back of my head
down and thrust his hips up and he came and gave me about 6 spurts of
his juice, and I gulped it all down and loved each and every drop.

At that point I thought that I was done for the evening as far as
orally pleasing Brad, I thought Brad was drained dry for the evening
and lifted my head and lips off the top of his member and again made a
"popping" sound as I did and was about to crawl off the bed and Brad
was not letting go of my head and said, "more, more, more". I had
thought he was done, but obviously not and lowered my head and started
licking and sucking up and down his soon hardening member and using my
satin covered hands to caress and then wrapped my lips around his head
and started flicking my tongue and stroked his balls and shaft with
them. He kept groaning and telling me how much he was loving the
feeling and to much to my surprise, within 5 minutes he literally
grabbed the back of my head and forced it down and held it tight and
started to thrust his massive member in and out of my lipstick covered
lips and I was literally having my mouth made love to, and I was
struggling to keep up as Brad was so huge, and was almost gagging. I
could feel him pulsate and tasted a little bit of his juice go down my
throat, not much, and then kept on licking and sucking the head and he
then started pushing me off saying, "uncle, uncle", I let the head go
between my lips with a "pop" and looked up and Brad was definitely worn
out and bone dry, I had done my job as his wife for the evening and
enjoyed sucking him thoroughly.

I slid off the bed and saw the time on the clock was 3:15am, and
I now was starting to feel tired, I left Brad on the bed exhausted and
grabbed my gold clutch purse and headed to the bathroom, I had to go
pee and to get cleaned up for going home, and told Brad I was going to
do that and that he should get dressed to go home also. I went into the
bathroom and closed the door and pulled up my peignoir and pulled down
my panties and sat down and did my business. I cleaned up and pulled up
my panties and then stood up and looked at myself in the mirror, and of
course my face was a disaster and instead of fixing it, grabbed some
tissue and wiped my eyes clean and then decided to at least fix my lips
and applied another coat of lipstick and gloss. My original plan for
the evening was to change back into my ultra sheer nude pantyhose and
then my tiny jean miniskirt and sweater, but was so tired, decided to
leave on the garter belt and ultra sheer "nearly black" stockings,
knowing full well the garters were going to be well exposed as we left
the room from under my skirt, but my long spring coat would cover them
anyway. I slipped out of the gown and the matching silky black and lace
peignoir and put them back in the black duffle bag, then grabbed for
the tiny jean miniskirt and teetered on my heels and slipped it on.
Next was the cranberry turtleneck sweater, I slipped it on and was
about to change my heels from the 4" black patent heels to the 3" kid
heels I wore when we came to the hotel, but thought going down an inch
after being in 4" heels for over 9 hours was not a good idea, so I left
on my 4" black patent heels. I then took my time and packed up the
bathroom, making sure my makeup was all packed back into the duffle bag
and then grabbed my gold dress and the bolero portion and gold clutch
purse, then pulled out my regular purse and headed back into the room
to pack them away. As I was putting down the duffle bag and grabbing
for the dress bag, I looked over at Brad and he was just doing up his
jeans and as I was hanging up my dress in the bag and came up behind me
and told me he really enjoyed the evening and kissed the side of my
neck as he cupped my breasts. Then he commented on how sexy my garters
looked peaking out from under the tiny jean skirt and I reached back
and felt his crotch, and for the first time in the evening, there was
no straining member at the front of his pants.

I turned to him, and gave him a little peck on the cheek and
smiled and slung my purse over my shoulder and headed to the full
length mirror to see how I looked. Well the term "fashion disaster"
immediately came to mind, the tiny jean skirt barely covered my very
exposed black garter belt and ultra sheer "nearly black" stockings and
my 4" black patent heels did not help and made me look like a hooker,
my eye makeup was not that bad or my lips, but at 3am, I could care
less. Brad came up behind me and gave me another kiss on the neck and
had my long spring cat in his hands and helped me put it on and said it
was time to go. I did up the coat tightly and watched as Brad grabbed
the bags and everything and did one last check around the room and Brad
lead me out the door and I could not hold his hand or hang off his arm
as he had his arms full. We walked down the stairs and to the front
check out area, at this point I was definitely ready for bed and
followed Brad as he checked us out and the girl behind the desk was
looking at me and giving me the "genetic female to female 'knowing'
smile", and I smiled back, but was too tired to say anything else. Brad
finished up and I followed him out the door of the hotel and as we
walked along I was looking around and the hotel lobby was pretty much
empty, and could not hear any music coming from downstairs were the
Gala and other parties were going on.

I followed Brad outside, and realized that the temperature
certainly had change as it was really cool, and luckily there was a
taxi right there and Brad engaged the driver and put all of our things
in the trunk and came around and opened my door and I slid into the
warm taxi. Brad slid in and told the drive where we wanted to go and
leaned in and kissed me on the cheek and moved one of his hands to my
legs that were covered by my long coat, and knew what he wanted and I
smiled back at him, and undid my coat to expose my well showing garters
and stockings for him to caress and enjoy and he did, all the way home,
I occasionally reached over and felt his crotch, and smiled inside and
knew I had done good, as he was not getting hard at all. The ride home
was 15 minutes and during that time, a Brad was enjoying my ultra sheer
stocking covered legs, I opened my purse and grabbed my cell phone and
called the house, I let it ring 4 times, and then hung up, this was a
signal to my husband Sharon that we were on our way home, and she
should wrap up her "fun and games" with her lover Brenda.

We pulled in the driveway and I did up my coat again, and saw
that Sharon's car was back in the driveway, and wondered how long her
and Brenda had been home, enjoying one another. Brad settled up with
the taxi driver then got out and I waited in the taxi as he got the
bags from the trunk, then watched as he put his tux and bag in the
trunk of his car, then he came back and opened the door for me and I
slid out. I hung off his arm and we walked to the back door, and even
though I was tired, still loved hearing my heels clicking along the
pavement. We walked in the back door and I grabbed my dress bag and
duffle bag from Brad and put them in the living room, and then went to
the front hall and hung up my long spring coat, and then walked back to
the kitchen, and just as I entered the kitchen, I heard Sharon and
Brenda, giggling and walking down the hall from Sharon's bedroom. They
came in to the kitchen about the same time as myself, and Brenda was in
blue jeans and a white turtleneck sweater and sneakers and my husband
Sharon was in a green terri cloth robe, no heels or hose on. Both of
them had let their hair down, and neither one really had any makeup
left on their faces. Brenda immediately said, "what do we have here?,
our little party slut girl again?" (referring to the weekend I spent
with a Lesbian friend Cheryle, 2 years ago and they dressed me up in
this skirt and took me out). Brenda walked up to me and put her lips to
mine and kissed me hard and passionately, I immediately could smell the
musty scent of my husband's pussy on her face, then she broke the kiss.
She then reached down and teasingly snapped one my garters and looked
me in the eyes and said, "I bet Brad loved when you showed him these?,
and I do hope you took good care of him, he has been talking about you
for months, and thank you for Sharon, she was delicious and a lot of
fun to play with tonight". Brenda teasingly went over to Brad and
grabbed his crotch and gave him a light kiss and said, "she leave
anything for me?", and Brad said, "not a drop". I looked over and
Sharon was giggling and Brenda was as well, and Brenda said it was time
to go and walked over to Sharon and got into a long embrace with her
and was kissing her passionately, and I went over to Brad and we did
the same, he was kissing me as hard as he had all evening long.

Brad had his hands down around my waist and was playing with my
garters and stockings as we kissed, and I heard Brenda walk by going
for her coat after she and my husband had stopped kissing and jokingly
said, "and if you think I am going to wear those things, 'you got
another thing coming'", Sharon was chuckling and said, "you and me both
Brenda". Brenda put on her coat and we all gave each other a "goodbye
hug" and a little kiss, and Brad and Brenda left, leaving Sharon and I
standing in the kitchen. After they left, Sharon turned and started
walking to her bedroom, and said, "see you soon", and I grabbed the
dress bag my dress was in and the black duffle bag and carefully walked
down the stairs to my room. I hung up the dress bag and got out of my
heels and decided I was going to leave on the ultra sheer black
stockings and garter belt and the pulled out the lipstick red peignoir
that Brad and Brenda got me for Christmas and then got out of my skirt
and sweater and slipped the peignoir and the matching gown on and went
into my bathroom, and started washing my face removing my makeup. I was
almost done and there was a knock at my bedroom door and dried off my
face, and opened the door and there was Sharon in lingerie I had never
seen on her before, and at first I thought it was mine, as it was a
peach coloured baby doll and short wrap it was satin with a bunch of
lace, and I have one in my closet very similar.

She was smiling and in her hands were three dildos and one
vibrator. She said, "like my lingerie?", I said I did and asked when
she got it and she told me that Brenda gave it to her this evening, and
explained that when her and Brad were shopping for my lingerie they
Brenda found something she wanted to see her in. She then looked me
over and said, "I am see Brenda has great taste in lingerie, that looks
lovely on you, I hope Brad liked it". She the handed me the three
dildos, and one was mine and it was the massive one that resembled
Brad's member, and she said as she handed me it, "oh yes I borrowed
that, as I wanted to experience a cock that big again in my pussy and
since he was all yours tonight, I had to settle for second best". The
other two, one was a double ended dildo, long, and as she handed me
that one she said, "I wanted to experience a cock as long as the guy
you watched me make love to in Vegas this year". The last one was one
that I know is one that her and Brenda use with their strap on, then
finally she turned on the vibrator and had a wicked smile and then
slowly put it down to my crotch (which did nothing) and came and gave
me a long kiss and I could smell Brenda's musty pussy fragrance all
over her face, and she broke the kiss and brought the vibrator to my
lips and told me to lick it and I did and could taste tangy pussy
juices on it, then she turned and had a wicked smile on her face and
said, "do be a doll and clean these up for me with that lovely tongue
of yours", and then gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, "see you
soon". As she was turning to walk away I commented on how Brenda liked
he perfume and she giggled and said, "Brenda apparently loves the new
Brittney Spears perfume you are wearing, next time we go out, hope you
do not mind if I 'borrow' that?", I smiled back and told her that I
would not have a problem.

She walked away and I closed the door to my room and placed the
dildo's and vibrator on the bed and finished cleaning my face, and then
crawled into bed and even thought the evening for me was all about
sucking and licking Brad's massive member, I totally enjoyed licking
the dildo's and vibrator clean, and tasting my husband's pussy juice
and her female lovers juices. I looked over at the clock and saw it was
just a little after 4am, and even though I had been giving pleasure to
Brad for over 12 hours over the course of the evening, it was my turn.
I pulled off my "Veronica" foundation garment and my panties and turned
on the vibrator my husband Sharon gave me and turned it up to high and
moved it around my latex vagina and found the "sweet spot" and then the
memories of the evening came flooding back to me, sucking off Brad's
massive member, the romance and chivalry and then meeting a GG that had
no clue I was not a GG at a Wedding we were both Bridesmaid's in. It
took about only 1 minute and I exploded in my latex vagina, it lasted
for about 30 seconds and then I quickly got off the bed and went into
the shower stall and dumped the contents of the latex vagina on the
floor. I then grabbed a washcloth and cleaned myself up and them went
back into my bedroom and put my panties back on, and slid up into bed
and hugged my teddy bear, and fell right asleep, dreaming of a
wonderful New Years Eve Gala.

End.


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