Black Tie Charity Dinner

We inch closer and take in our sex, able to cut through the perfume and aftershave the scent of our insides want out, threatening to fog us in caged and helpless, a pair of animals drawn close by each other’s heat.”

Ellen called me late on a Thursday evening and after the initial pleasantries she begins to tell me about her day. Apparently she was emcee for the black tie charity affair, the next evening that is being hosted by Cystic Fibrosis Society. Needing an escort and knowing it is short notice, she gave me a call. ” John, I really need to do this, it is very important to me. Do you think you could join me there? I know its last minute, I will make it up to you if you do this for me!” Never being able to turn down a attractive woman in need I agreed and we made plans to meet there. ” Good evening, Mr. Malone! You look magnificent tonight!” She says as I take her fingers into my hand tucking them beneath my elbow, my hungry eyes devouring her. The long glittering black dress is clinging to her slender figure revealing the curve of her waist crowned off by her breasts and round hips. The halter style neckline not only leaves a large amount of her breasts gleaming in the street lights, but also her smooth creamy shoulders and the upper portion of her back bare to my touch, both physical and visual. Her thick blonde tresses are stylishly swept up into an alluring coiffure with a few loose tendrils curling around the ivory column of her long neck.

” Ms. Bryan, you are amazing! I do believe that quiet girl demeanor of yours is just a facade as you look like you could show the Kennedy’s a thing or two about society functions. You are ravishing! In fact if I didn’t have to do this, I would propose that we skip this and return to my place for other interesting events.” I say as I smile into her deep brown eyes framed by a thick fringe of jet black lashes. Her glistening wine colored lips beckon me, and pressing a light kiss upon her mouth I pull her against my tall 6’5″ frame. Turning to face me, she slides her hand up my broad chest to smooth the lapels of my jacket, in the guise of removing any trace of lint but to have a reason to be able to touch my chest and feel the firm steady beating of my heart beneath. Looking up into my intense green gaze, I draw her into my embrace as I lean down to kiss her enticing mouth again. Enjoying the warmth of the moment for a time, she reluctantly pulls away and announces that it is time to go inside. I believe my choice of words were ” to face the music.”

As we enter the room where the festivities are being held, I take a moment to absorb the surroundings, everything from the softly lit chandeliers to the small group of musicians playing waltzes from one corner of the room. A waiter pauses with a tray of champagne, so I take two glasses from him and pressing one into her hand, I murmur something about holding the thing for appearances as I remember that Ellen doesn’t drink. When I lean towards her to explain the presence of the glass, my vantage point allows me a breathtaking view of her breasts pressed provocatively up into bodice of her gown and as I slip my hand against small of her back I can feel the ridges of the stays beneath and realize that this delightful view is being provided by the corset that she had mentioned. My hand begins to caress her back, seemingly of its own will and when I look up into her eyes they have begun to take on the same intense look I have seen before. Realizing that the inevitable outcome of me continuing to hold her in this manner is going to lead to a very early departure from the gala, I place tight reigns on my rapidly rising passion and placing a kiss on her temple I softly promise myself, ” Later,” as she begins the process of introductions.

As she leads us around the room greeting those she knows and nodding appropriately to acknowledge those business colleagues she sees afar, I realize that several men are admiring Ellen. On occasion, as she has made the introductions I noticed that the men’s eyes have never quite made it all the way to look into her softly smiling eyes but have lingered on the swells of her cleavage. As I lead her away I take some satisfaction when as I glance back towards the other men and see their eyes still glued to the sway of her hips, I slide my hand down to announce my possession of this territory in no uncertain terms.