I looked in the mirror one last time before I left the house, checking that everything was just how it should be, red lipstick, pale foundation, dark eye shadow. I pulled my top up slightly, then changed my mind and pulled it down again so that my 34B breasts could be seen clearly over the top of it, pushed up by my black basque, the lacy edge of which was also visible. I smile, noting my slim figure and firm ass as I grab my jacket and leave.

When I get to the party there are already a few people there, well, I say “party” it was more a gathering of my boyfriend’s friends with beer and music. Most of them looked like they’d already got down to some serious drinking, and not one to rock the boat, I grabbed a beer and joined in. I always get horny when I drink, I was hoping that everyone would get bored and start to leave early or fall asleep so that I could go upstairs with Jamie and have some fun.

Several hours later and I had lost count of how many bottles of beer I’d had, it certainly felt like I’d had a few, but I was beginning to get bored, nothing was happening, and no one was leaving. Even worse was the fact that I had just discovered that three of his mates were staying the night. It wasn’t until about one am when people started leaving, and I leant over and started to nibble Jamie’s ear, knowing the effect that it had on him, but all he did was move away slightly and put his hand on my thigh. Soon, most people had left, and the only people left were me Jamie and Jamie’s friends, Ben, Jason and Sam. This wasn’t going to be fun at all.

For a while no one said anything, then Jason decides that we all have to play a game, “I don’t want to play your stupid games” I think, “the only game I’m interested in at the moment is ‘foreplay’ with Jamie”. I moan, but somehow I get roped into playing. Jason explains the rules to us, I don’t pay much attention, its something to do with rolling a dice, drinking and taking clothes off. Well, I figure there’s one good thing about this game then. Ben is the first to be required to undress by scoring a three, he takes his socks and T-shirt off before faking modesty as he unbuckles his jeans. I watch him undress and note that he’s carrying a little extra weight around the stomach, not so much as to be off putting, but that of a student who enjoys excesses. I keep my clothes on for the first few rounds as the lads began to strip. Then it got around to me again and I lazily tossed the dice across the floor, it went further than I had planned so that I couldn’t see it.
“Three!” someone informed me. I smiled to myself; maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. If I was going to strip in front of a group of men, then I’d give them something to watch. I went over to the hi-fi and turned the volume up slightly, then skipped through until I found a suitable track. It was obvious what was coming next, I could feel their eyes on me as I walked back across the room and they all moved back to give me space. I started to dance in time to the music, moving my hips in time to the music I removed my jacket and flung it onto a vacant chair behind me. I leant forwards giving them a good view down my top at what was barely concealed beneath and as I straightened up I ran my hands over my breasts and down under the edge of the fabric, lifting it slightly to reveal the tight fitting material of my basque. I moved towards the sofa where Jamie and Ben sat staring at me and wiggled my ass in time to the music, I felt one of them squeeze it slightly and I smiled again.