Susy was not overly enthused when I accepted an invitation to an office Christmas Dinner Party in Canary Wharf. Over four hours in the evening we were to celebrate my company making yet another substantial profit, thereby almost doubling my capital.
"Come on, my darling. We need to show a face. It might even be enjoyable."
My fiery spouse pouted as we entered the Hyatt Regency Hotel where we were ushered into the Chartwell Ballroom. Susy looked like her dynamite self in a Portia and Scarlett Samaya Gown, a symphony of modern elegance that captured the essence of her untamed spirit. It had set me back a bundle and was a strapless masterpiece. I especially liked the thigh-high split, adding a daring twist to the classic silhouette. Bare-legged, she had chosen to wear ankle-high shimmering lace sandals with a five-inch heel.
She was at her usual exhibitionist worst after only ten minutes and posed seductively to let the other male guests get an eyeful of her luscious figure. Her enhanced breasts were virtually unchecked in her flowing gown. An irresistible temptation for any red-blooded man in the vicinity. The Ballroom was the largest event space of the three provided and at 2,607 square feet, could accommodate up to 250 guests.
"Welcome. Go right on in."
We were greeted by a host in a black tuxedo like mine. He steered us toward the other guests who were getting merry by the minute on the free-flowing wine and champagne. Utterly bored, Susy would have killed for a glass of her favourite Spanish brandy but sipped on a flute of bubbly. She gave me a weak smile back and then she looked past me just in time to see a dark-skinned man passionately kissing a striking woman in an emerald party dress. His hand was clearly inside the scalloped neckline where he had started to squeeze her breast. There came a slap on his face and the lady stormed off in a huff.
"Wow! Did you see that?"
"No, what?"
"That guy over there, see?"
"Oh, you mean that waiter?"
"I suppose. He was acting a little fresh for a waiter."
"Evening, Eric. Well done on another successful year."
"Hello, Giles. Thomas. Thanks for all the support."
I shook hands with two of my most reliable backers and discussed politics.
"You should reap full dividends by the new year, old chap. That should keep your lovely wife in shoes for a while. What! Hah, hah!"
Susy hummed a reply and went quiet for a while. As she imbibed and I made small talk with some of my company directors, she perked up again when she looked up to see the same waiter gazing intently at her. In her heels, she was all of six feet tall, and her long hair cascaded down her back in frothy waves.
"Good evening, Madam. I am David. I trust everything is to your satisfaction?"
He had a deep-sounding voice that resonated like music to Susy.
"Nothing a stiff brandy wouldn't cure."
Susy's dark brown eyes blazed at the man from beneath a sweep of mascara and fluttering lashes. She licked her full lips and parted them to show her brilliant white teeth. I noted the man looked no older than twenty and his athletic build strained at the black uniform he wore. He appeared to be dusky, powerfully built, and about six feet and a bit. He was clean-shaven and sported a shock of jet-black hair. He bent to Susy and whispered something in her ear that I could not hear and then retreated.
"What was that?" I wondered.
"Oh, nothing. Perdoneme. I need to powder my nose."
Susy acted quickly and took off. She found the man in the long corridor that connected the main rooms with a room called The Library. I followed her from a discreet distance with a piqued interest. I saw David take my wife by the hand. They came closer to each other and he caressed her left cheek and stared into her eyes that were wide with anticipation. His hand deftly curved around the back of her dress and he pulled her to him. Susy did not resist as he brought his lips to within an inch of hers. Then they embraced and kissed hard and long for a full sixty seconds.
I stayed out of sight as the brazen Don Juan poked his tongue inside my wife's mouth as he fondled her backside. Her arms came up around his neck as they openly smooched in the corridor. Who was this man whom Susy found so desirable? He tongued the hollow of her throat and she teetered on her high heels with delight. Nobody paid them any mind but me as he gripped her right thigh, just at the huge slash down the left side of her dress. She gasped as his fingers flexed on her soft flesh and she showed a certain recklessness as she parted her legs to allow him access to her snatch.
"The Library is empty. Shall we?"
I could just make out his offer and Susy, utterly taken by this young Lothario was like putty in his hands as he led her inside the large room. I stayed outside but made sure the door was open enough so that I could spy on the pair of would-be lovers. Things ramped up a gear quickly as David backed the curvaceous babe up against the dining table and pressed his strong body to hers. They kissed with wet lips as his hand slid up her dress to her panty line. Susy tilted her head back as he went down onto his knees and boldly pushed up her dress to expose her lace underwear. With an uncontrollable urge, her left leg came up to hook over his shoulder which presented her wet crotch to his face. I saw him put his pursed lips to her muff and kiss her mound through her underwear. She fingered his thick mane as he tugged her panties down her legs and off over her heels.
'He's a fast worker,' I thought, as evidenced by his firm caresses of her lithe thighs.
Susy looked from right to left and saw nobody in the vicinity and sighed softly as she relaxed. She widened her stance as he planted his lips on her shaven pussy and gripped her upper thighs at the junction of her bikini line. Her hips shifted as the dark-haired young man plunged his tongue into her very wet pussy and his smooth face soon became coated in her juices.
"Your cunt is on fire, Madam."
Her breasts heaved in the plunging neckline of her dress as she bumped her bared backside against the wood of the table. Naked from her waist down to her shoes, Susy looked positively wicked as she looked down at the bobbing head of the waiter between her thighs.
"Ay, Dios mio!"
His thumb found her puckered anus and pressed at it hard and I thought that I saw her cunt squirt fluids as her pussy gave a mini spasm. Her hips rocked forward as she reveled in his nibbling and licking of her hard clit. David stood after a while and helped my dizzy spouse onto her knees as he unzipped his trousers. Susy aided him in dragging them to his knees closely followed by his boxer shorts.
"Oh...my...word!" I spluttered as my hand went to my hot groin.
Susy and indeed I, looked on open-mouthed as she contemplated the man's erection which stood out stiff and proud. His groin and upper thighs were thick with black hair and his balls sat high and round in his dark scrotum. I noted his long shaft had a slight curvature to the left at about the curious mark.
"Nice cock."
Her tongue swirled all around the fat head and her fingers traversed over the shaft which appeared a tad darker than the rest of his complexion. Susy sucked him with audible slurps and virtually inhaled his knob as she breathed through flared nostrils. His eyes rolled back in his head as her expert tongue seemed to trace every vein on his rigid cock.
"Hello, Eric. What are you up to?"
Giles tapped me on the shoulder and took me by surprise. Susy too as she let the waiter's cock smack back on the man's belly. I closed the library door and guided Giles back to the ballroom so that Susy could beat a hasty retreat. She joined me shortly and I saw David give her a wry smile as he slipped her discarded panties into his uniform pocket.
"You've been busy, my dear. Did you enjoy that?"
Susy fanned her flushed face to cool down from the outstanding foreplay and looked about for David in vain.
"Where did he go?"
"No idea. Let's go back."
x
"So, what did I miss?" Susy said with a yawn, her head going this way and that in an attempt to see the missing waiter.
"Not a whole lot, I must admit. Were you willing to go all the way? He doesn't appear to be choosey. Anything in a dress will do, it seems."
Susy's hand made a subtle move to her loins and she gave me a flash of her muff which was now bereft of underwear. She made a sardonic grin at the naughty thought of yet another one-night stand and looked at me with that look I knew only too well. That was when we saw the same waiter standing at the entrance to the ballroom. He nodded at Susy with a mere motion of his head, beckoning to her to follow, and vanished. She looked at me with pleading eyes and I sighed.
"Eric, I've been bored all night. I'm so horny, I'd fuck anybody."
"Alright. But only if you let me watch."
"But of course!"
Again, we left the ballroom and saw the desired fellow by the entrance to The Library. He looked at the pair of us with a raised brow and I opened the door to let Susy in.
"Are you coming in, dear chap?"
He shrugged and joined us, and this time I made sure the door was locked from the inside.
"I think we have unfinished business, no?"
Susy locked eyes with the lucky fellow as she shimmied out of her glimmering gown and stood stark bollock naked before him. From the moisture that glistened in her puffy labia and his distinctive bulge, the answer was an unmitigated yes! She felt his eyes on the sumptuous flesh of her tattooed body and she cocked her head in invitation. I took a chair and sat down to view the proceedings of this spur-of-the-moment tryst.
"Are you enjoying what you see?" she asked in her sexy Spanish accent.
"Yes."