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A Black Tie Affair

Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: SteeleK, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

president’s wife also excuses herself to go talk croney with her old cronies. Things are getting more awkward by the minute. Then the music starts up. Rich grabs your hand and drags you to the dance floor. I think he’s intending on feeling you up some. Betty grabs my hand and heads to the dance floor too. I tried to be polite and excuse ourselves from Bossman and Bosswife but I just wasn't given a chance. Betty and I move and turn in rhythm, all the while making fun of you and Rich. He’s a great guy but a lousy dancer. Betty is dancing very close to me. She’s not you but I can tell she still has a great figure under that dress. She gives me a naughty smile as her thigh brushes my crotch again! She looks over at you and Rich. Rich’s hand was low on your hip. Betty looks back to me and says jokingly, “You better be careful. Looks like Rich is trying to feel up your wife. You may be called to defend her honor.” I retorted that you can take care of yourself and also, I just get even by coping a feel off Betty. Betty seemed rather enticed by that answer. As the songs changed, we switched partners. I tease you about getting felt up by Rich and you want to know why I have a flashlight stuck down the front of my pants. As a ballad began playing, you pressed yourself against me. Your body is warm and I can feel all of you through your dress. You look up and apologize for teasing me. I say that I’m enjoying it but it’s getting hard to walk. With a sly smile, you take my hand and walk ... away from the crowd. I can see the dark corner you are heading for and I think I know what you have in mind. We disappear into the shadows. Without taking off your gloves you open my pants and pull out my dick. The gloves feel so soft and smooth. Your gloved hand slides up and down my shaft. A movement in the corner of my eye causes me a slight panic. I turned my head to find Betty watching us. With a quick nod, she lets me know that it’s OK to keep going and that she was acting as a lookout. I turned my body a little so she can get a better view. It doesn't take me long to arrive. Thank you! The black gloves will hide the stains but I hope they’ll come clean. You reply that you can afford new ones. We return to the party. I walk up to the bar for more drinks. Betty was at the bar too. I didn’t know whether to thank her or pretend like nothing happened. Betty made the decision for me. She discreetly patted my crotch can asked, “Feel better?” I replied that I’ll at least make it to the end of the evening now. Betty chuckled and said something about it being Rich’s turn. Again as she walked away, Betty mentioned something about joining her and Rich at “Their Club!” I swear they want to swing with us. The rest of the evening was carefree socializing, drinking, and dancing. You maintained your composure and dignity fitting your new position but you were hammered. No need to sugar coat it and you went right back to teasing me after the wonderful silken hand release you gave me. So ...