Wife Strips At Party Novels & Stories

After a few seconds, I feel her wrapping her arms around me. "Let's go. Give your mate a sweet heart attack," she winked making me laugh. Wearing my heels, we went downstairs. The party was in full swing. The whole pack house was decorated with dahlia. Elegant lights were lit to make the atmosphere more romantic and passionate. Women and men were decked in fancy clothing. My eyes involuntary roamed on the sea of people looking for a certain someone. My heart skipped a beat when I spot him talking to a group of people.

"I'm Veronica. Nice to meet you as well." Hilary gave her a once-over and then turned back to Nic. "You and your husband make a very handsome couple. You should come to one of our parties. We throw a big bash every month. Spectacular key parties, and I'm sure our regular guests would be thrilled to meet you two." "Key party? Is that like a costume party, or something?" Veronica innocently asked. Hilary smiled. "Sort of." "Oh, well that sounds nice. We'd love to come. Thank you," Veronica smiled, as she looked over at her husband.

Raine answered buttoning her high waisted jeans. The party was in full swing when the girls entered. People had passed out almost everywhere in the house, by the pool side, at the front door on the couches … literally everywhere. “ Khalil does throw the best parties after all,” Willow chuckled as Mila craned her neck to see if she would spot her friends. “ Over there,” Raine pointed to where Hayes was waving his hand. She jumped over someone who was passed out infront of her. “ That’s strange.” Mila said

Sarah Vincent clasps my hand tightly as we enter the party, filled with men in sharp suits and women wearing expensive cocktail dresses. It's one of those extravagant affairs that screams wealth and status. I couldn't get away with wearing denim shorts for this event, so I'm wearing a velvet dress that falls above my knees and high heels. My eyes sparkled with anticipation, but Vincent's grip tightened—a silent command to remain at his side. "Remember, you're here as my wife and I am well respected in this crowd," Vincent mutters, a sneer warping the corner of his mouth. "Don't embarrass me."

Sometimes they held something hotter. Tonight was the wrap party for a small project Tommy finished. The event was at a big house in the hills. Music played loud. People laughed and drank. Cameras flashed outside. Paparazzi waited behind ropes. Tommy wore a black shirt that fit him perfectly. It showed his strong chest. Siya wore a simple dark dress. She stayed professional. She kept her notebook ready. Tommy stayed near her most of the night. “Stay close,” he said at one point. “These parties can get crazy.”

A man wearing only the bottom half of a Star Wars stormtrooper outfit streaked past Felicity Hart. She ducked out of the way as the half-naked frat boy whooped and bounced to the music, heading straight for a group of girls wearing white bunny ears who were gathered by the kitchen bar. So this is what grad student parties are like.

After I was done dressing and doing makeup Ava clicked my picture in a sexy pose. "Now let's go and enjoy our party," said Jane in her cheerful voice as they dragged me back down. We did dirty dancing and drank most of the time. I was enjoying every moment of this party. I laughed so much all the time at our silly moves. I thought part couldn't get any better when I came to know this evil girl had called a stripper. My eyes almost fell out of my eye socket when I saw two male strippers stripping their clothes while dancing sexy. With an open mouth and wide eyes, I ogled at their built body. We all danced with them and I kept enjoying my last day as a single woman.

Jerome also told me that for this party, he was my sponsor and to "Not embarrass me by bringing you before you were ready." Jerome led me naked toward the house. He was still dressed in his jeans and a tight dress shirt. That was the first thing I had not been expecting. The second thing was that inside there were a number of naked women, some already wearing collars and some like me, without. There were also more men than I could count and all were still dressed. I tried to make a quick count of the colors of the collars. Most were black and a couple were red including Aithne who I saw standing in the corner of what I guess I would call the main hall. I didn't see anyone wearing a white col

Sparks had been flying between them since they came in, and I had every intention of making sure they finally did something about it. And Daniel and Kate? Well, if I played my cards right, there would be two new couples by the end of this party. I just had to survive it first. The party was in full swing by the time I stepped outside, wiping my hands on my apron. The backyard was a sea of balloons, colorful banners, and the sound of children’s laughter. Mrs. Jackson was at the food table, inspecting the spread with a critical but approving eye. Grace, looking better than she had in months, was chatting with Maria and Frank, who were clearly enjoying each other’s company more than they realiz

It looks like something from a movie. "It's so big, how many people will be here tonight?" I gulp. The front lawn was filled with a chaotic sea of people, all clutching red cups that no doubt overflowed with alcohol. I could smell the strong scent of alcohol in the air; it was intoxicating, and the party was only getting started. “A full house, nice," Willow remarks and gets out of the car, slamming the car door behind her. She has been to these frat parties before? Well, I'm not surprised; she is a senior and most likely acquainted with a lot of the people here.