I’ve been waiting for this party for weeks. It was my boyfriend’s best friend’s birthday and I was new to the company so I wanted to look my best. The biggest problem was finding something to wear, but this time I solved it quite successfully. After a short while, I was looking at myself in the large mirror: black high heels, black stockings, a black, thin dress with a deep neckline that beautifully wraped my figure, and playfully messy curls covering my shoulders.
I smiled to myself, cheering myself up while my boyfriend was still in his shorts sitting in front of the TV. He slowly got up, looked at me, but went to get dressed without saying anything. Today I wanted to surprise him more than ever. “I’ll go too,” I playfully announced. However, such an offer did not elicit an enthusiastic response either, and I heard only a cold “okay” coming from the bathroom.
But my feelings were the opposite. As soon as I saw him dressed up, my elated mood took on a sexy tone. The aroma of his perfume quickly invaded my mind. Whether it was intentional or not, we were a perfect match and it took my breath away to see my beloved in black.
***
It was time to go, and soon we dived like two shadows of the night into the darkness of the evening. The car wasn’t even warmed up when we reached our destination. With difficulty I got him to give me his hand, so as not to wrap my neck in the hard-trodden, slippery snow. He continued to be strangely silent. We were not the last, but not the first – the room was full and the party had already started. The host welcomed us with a big smile, we immediately got rid of our coats and, after giving him a witty gift, we flowed into the crowd.
After a short while, we were involuntarily dragged to different sides of the house – we completely indifferent parted again, but there was no time to look for reasons. He seemed to enjoy his friend’s company and I was pleasantly surprised to get compliments on how hot I looked. My self-confidence only grew: I felt that most of the guests followed my silhouette with their eyes. Unfortunately, I was disappointed when I didn’t get the same look from him. He seemed to be deliberately standing with his back to me and talking intensely to his best friend as if they hadn’t seen each other in forever…
***
At last he came upon me like a bullet, and without a word dragged me out of the room, and taking me to the darkest corner of the hall, roughly pressed me against the wall, and grabbed me by the chin: “What is this show?” His deep and muffled voice rippled through my body with fearful excitement. Before I could meet his eyes, I felt his hot breath right by my ear, and the short bristles of his beard only made my already electrified body even more excited. I couldn’t say a word, my whole body was numb with a mixture of surprise, fear and excitement.
He had no intention of speaking… Soon I felt his warm hand slide down my bare thigh and his fingers pushed aside my panties without any waiting and got deep into me. I was taken by surprise, I leaned firmly against the wall and after a few moments he was already irritating my pleasure spot with his fingertips. I knew we could be caught at any moment, but I didn’t want him to stop. Biting my bottom lip, I thrust into his shoulder, but as soon as I felt I was close to climaxing, he stopped.
***
He pulled back a little, crouched down and started to pull off my wet panties. He wiped his fingers on them. I wanted to resist, but one commanding look from him was enough for me to obey. He stood up, put my underwear in his pocket and muttered, “That’s enough, let’s go home.”
I had no doubt that my cheeks were burning with excitement, but there was no time to cool down – I hurried after him without looking up at the guests. He said goodbye to his best friend, explaining that some unforeseen problems had arisen. He rushed out without even helping me put on my coat.
As I trudged along the frozen sidewalk, I felt the cold air swirl around my bare thighs and down to my crotch. Of course, the ride was also different. He was silent all the way and didn’t even look at me. I remained silent and shyly put my legs together so as not to lose control and finish what he had started. Hesitantly, I looked at his profile. He was neither concerned nor angry, just different than always. It was scary and exciting at the same time. He was silent all the way home, including in the elevator and after entering the apartment. I was also silent.
After kicking off my shoes and hanging up my coat, I rushed to the bedroom to take off my new dress as quickly as possible before leaving any stains on it. And there I stood – in front of the same mirror – in just my stockings and bra, wondering where my robe was. On my way to the bathroom, I heard his footsteps very close and gasped painfully as he pushed me onto the bed. That’s how I fell: face down and bare bottom up. I would have stood up and finally offered to find out what was going on here, but there was not enough time.
***
He laid me down and spread my legs. My heart was pounding like crazy. He aimed carefully and entered me in one swift movement. Everything was shaking hot and wet. My eyes seem to pop out of their sockets. He treated me like an animal without expecting anything in return. Pleasure, amazement, and fear battled within me, alternately sending fiery waves through my body. His rhythm and breathing became faster and faster, and I felt that he was about to cum. To my surprise, I felt him roughly pull my hair, sending me to the heights of pleasure. He couldn’t take it any longer and his cum pumped into me in several splashes like he had never done before.
***
Panting, he fell onto his back next to me and finally smiled—the man I love was finally back. “Get over here!” – and I obediently curled up next to him again, hoping for an explanation. He stroked my hair gently and spoke in the same low but now slightly muffled voice, “You were so confident and stunningly beautiful today. Just seeing you, I didn’t want to go anywhere anymore… And I wanted to remind you that you are mine. Only mine!”
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