| Straight: Orgies and Gangbangs: Slut Housewife Story 2 (1/13) |
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The oddest thing happened to me on my last business trip. My company had sent me and five of my coworkers to visit an important client. It seems that the client was having trouble with one of our products and they wanted it fixed yesterday. Now, this wouldn't be a big deal if not for the timing. It was the day before New Year's Eve and some of us had plans. Oh well, duty calls. We flew down to see the client and began work right away. I had hopes of getting things done quickly and then flying out the next morning. That wasn't to be and I'm glad it turned out the way it did. We didn't finish up until 6pm New Year's Eve. The boys and I headed back to the hotel, made reservations to fly out the next afternoon and cleaned up for dinner. We decided to grab something to eat at the hotel and made a reservation for 8:30. At least our stingy company put us up in style this time. The hotel was very nice and obviously expensive. While at dinner, we were asked by the waiter if we would be attending the New Year’s Eve celebration in the club adjacent to the restaurant. My crew talked it over and decided that we didn't have anything else to do. It sounded great. At about ten o'clock we headed next door. The club was terrific. There was a jazz trio playing and a small dance floor where a few couples swayed to the music. The place was decorated with streamers and balloons were hung waiting until midnight to fall. The host seated us in front of the band and we ordered drinks. As I was sipping my screwdriver and getting into the great tunes my eyes landed on absolutely gorgeous lady. She was wearing a stunning diamond ring dress in white. It was elegant and sexy at the same time. The form fitting dress had a low cut neckline and a cutout in the shape of a diamond below her breasts reaching to just above her waist. A ring held the two halves of her top together and another ring was located just below her navel. Long sleeves were connected to the sides and her shoulders were bare except for a single strap on each side. The skirt was short but not too short. The lady was obviously a classy lady and surprisingly she was alone. My lucky day. I got up and walked over to her table. Her light brown hair beautifully contrasted the white dress. She had a glorious tan that drew my eye to her midriff then to her smooth long legs. She wore no stockings and her delicate feet sported a pair of four inch white pumps. "Hello," I offered. "Hi," she returned with a beautiful smile, her golden eyes sparkling. "Would the lovely lady like to dance," I asked. She paused, glanced around and said, "Ah, I guess so." I was delighted. I couldn't remember when I had seen a more beautiful woman. She stood up, I took her delicate hand and said, "My name is Bill." "Paula," she said. "Pleased to know such a beautiful woman," I said. Paula blushed, dropped her eyes in shyness and said, "Thank you kind sir." God, she was charming and just plain gorgeous, except there was nothing plain about her. Her perfectly tanned skin was flawless. Her face was delicately sculpted. Her nose was cute. Her smile was radiant. She was |
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That is effing hot!