
| Memories of the Xmas Party.. Author: Tabitha ...I was only going out for the evening for a communityevent held ever year in our quaint little hamlet neverrefereed to as a town. However small every year we all got together for a gift exchange and formal dinner. I had decided on wearing my black velvet dress and heels and to make life more interesting as it sometimes gets I negatedon the under garments. The cool stiffness of the velvet on my ass reminded me with every step that I was indeed naked beneath what others saw. I arrived as others were just being seated and took my place between John and Sue, neighbors I had known for almost 10 years now. The room in which we were to be served divinely decorated for Christmas in gold and the traditional green with beautiful Damask table coverings nearly reaching the floor. As I sat I knew that the evening was to be an interesting and enjoyable one, many had already began to celebrate the occasion with some wine or beverage of choice from the waiters sauntering around the room. As I pushed in my chair I noticed that I could put the table cloth over my lap, the feeling silky smooth against my thighs, it also allowed me access to my bare pussy. As John began to engage me in a conversation I casually moved my hand beneath the table to my warm and very smooth pussy..I left my hand rest for a while, before beginning to probe for my so very wet hole. As I settled into conversing with John, so did my index finger settle into my wetness as far as I could reach. I was getting a tad distracted as John was talking in depth about a plan to finish with the legalities of the new park opening and people were stopping by the table to say hi to me and all the while my finger moving about slowly in it's own dark cavern. As dinner came and people were beginning to settle and talk a little less, I let the urge to fill myself even more take over as I withdrew my digit and replaced it now with two deep inside and let the fullness take over me. I must have moaned or closed my eyes for a second because John asked me if I was alright or not. I mumbled something about being fine and tried once again to concentrate on eating the wonderful food that I couldn't seem to taste. The distraction of the heat radiating from lap and the deep longing feeling coming from my pussy were winning over the taste and aroma of the food on my plate. As the evening was coming to an end and people were wishing their Christmas bests, I was finally in a position were I was forced to stand, thus removing my hand from my now aching cunt. I excused myself and retrieved my coat from the clerk, knowing my destination was to be the ladies room. Once inside I washed my hands, smelling the sweet aroma of need coming from them. As I closed the door to the stall my hands shaking and my breath uneven, I removed my dress and placed it in the bag in which I had brought my gift in and now was returning home with one for myself as well as my damp dress. I put my black leather coat on over my naked body it's coolness seeming almost erotic next to my warm skin. John and Sue were waiting outside for me as I was meant to be giving them a lift home since it was on my way. Sue kept a continual banter up all the way to their house as I tried to concentrate on driving with my left hand once again buried in my now seeping wet pussy. As I pulled into their drive John got out with Sue and said their good nights, he smiled and winked at me, whether he had caught on to what I was and had been doing remaining a mystery, however making me blush. As I pushed the combination to my door in to shut off the alarm I knew my destination was to be my bedroom. Without any hesitation and in the darkness I made my way up the stairs throwing my coat on the sofa as I went by. I laid on my bed a stroked gently almost to the edge of my orgasm, I stopped as I had been told by my master not to come that day. I left my hand in place and recalled the night of events as I drifted of to sleep with a slight smile at the corners of my mouth... |