We have never been to a formal dinner party. We had eaten with friends many times, but this was very different. Jan's friend Annie had just moved to a new house nr Aylesbury. Annie and Jim's first house with a separate dining room. Half an acre garden at the back, very different from their expensive but tiny city centre London flat.
Their housewarming was to be a " black tie dinner party", the inaugural evening around a new dining table. When Jan told me we were invited, I wasn't keen on getting dressed up for hours of polite conversation with people I didn't know. On the positive side, we've been offered a guest room with an en suite for the night. I was also keen to see Annie in the flesh.
Jan and Annie met at university and have been besties ever since. For the last two years, they have talked at least weekly. One day I walked in on them having a zoom call. Annie was just in a lacy bra totally transparent, she did nothing to cover herself up, "Hi Tom", I was like a rabbit caught in the headlights. I just stood there and waved. Jan, also in a lacy bra, looked at me and smiled. They continued talking about lingerie, still waving and somewhat awkwardly I apologised and left them to it. A vision that has stayed with me, I've used it to tip me over the edge occasionally. Annie was hot as..
Jan has always been the casual type her only clothes were suits that she wore to work at home and socially she was a jeans and T-shirt girl. Neither of us had clothes that you could call remotely formal. Jan, "we need to go shopping".
Saturday at the shopping centre was manic. Going through racks of clothes five high street outlets later, Jan said, I have a vision of what I want we not going find it here. Across the road from the main shopping centre was what looked like a very upmarket ladies dress shop. Jan told the assistant it was our first black tie event and she wanted to make a big impression. I was slightly taken aback by that, the assistant showed Jan a rail of black evening dresses, and she finally picked one to try-on.
Jan gratefully accepted the assistance offer of help, and they went into the changing room. The assistant came out first, standing next to me, she whispered in my ear. I hope you like it. With that, she went over to the curtain, pulling it back as if on a stage.
Standing there in a pose, then slowly walking out of the changing rooms. I'd never seen anything so hot.
Jan had morphed into a sex goddess. The black silk material draped to a halter neck backless dress with a slit side that ran to her waist.
That dress was the perfect wrapping. Jan was beautiful. This was the first time I'd seen her looking so sophisticated, a different girl. Back to the dress, I couldn't see how she could wear anything underneath. She had removed her frumpy underwear, the charming assistant came to the rescue, a thong with naked sides.
It was my turn, I thought, in for a penny in for a pound, we went to a top gentleman's outfitter. I explained to the assistant I was looking for a DJ that didn't look out of place at a formal dinner party. "I understand Sir". He directed me to the hire section, not just the DJ itself, shoes cufflinks, all the trimmings. After 20 minutes, I was fitted out, luckily, I was a standard size. When I walked out of the changing rooms, Jan just went wow, it was the first time she had seen me in a dinner jacket. I did feel like James Bond walking into the casino. Jan whispered in my ear, wait till we get home.
When we arrived, we dropped our bags. I asked Jan to dress in her new outfit. No chance, she replied, "I don't want to get it messed up before the party." Then to my utter surprise, Jan dropped to her knees, unzipped my jeans and took me to another planet. She did not waste a drop. It was by far the best BJ I had ever had. What brought that on I asked. It was seeing you in that outfit. You look so in command I didn't need to be told what to do, I knew what you needed. I just felt a little played. Maybe it was not messing up her dress, perhaps something else?
When we first got together about two years ago, Jan had just started her first job after uni working with the fertiliser company, she was staying in a breakfast hotel in Nottingham, next door to my parent's house. The bar was open to the public. I often pop in for a pint. I went to school with the owner. I gave up on my last relationship because I didn't want to be second to a horse; that's another story.
It was Friday night, and I couldn't resist the temptation to talk to the beautiful girl in the corner alone.
Some things are meant to be. Within two hours, we were in bed, and two days later, Jan moved to my smallholding. Work commitments were a problem, we had sex at every opportunity. It would be fair to say we genuinely wore each other out. The concept of other people in our sex lives never came up.
We spent the late afternoon getting ready, it was so hard to resist ravishing Jan as soon as I saw her back in the dress. As we drove to Aylesbury I put my hand on Jan's leg and slowly moved up to her sexy thong, It was soaking. I couldn't wait to get Jan on her own later that night.
I was impressed when I pulled into the drive of this modern 4-bedroom new build, in the car park was a Land Rover, a top-of-the-range Porsche.
I have never met any of Jan's friends; our VW hippie van seemed a little out of place.
Annie came running out of the door, leapt on Jan and kissed her on the lips for just a little longer than was appropriate for two friends. And you must be Tom, she kissed me directly on the lips, I could taste my wife.
We were formally introduced to Eric and Emily. A firm handshake and a hug for the girls.
All three of us chaps looked identical in our DJs, we were all about the same height and build, and all three of the girls looked amazing in their hot cocktail dresses. Annie's dress left less to the imagination than when I saw her in the lacy bra.
The first course was terrific, a selection of Greek hors d'oeuvres. Three different conversations were going on that focused into one when Jan said that she flashed her boobies at Mardi Gras for some beads. It was not a big deal, Jan was used to being topless on holiday. The other two girls said they would have flashed for beads as well.
Annie went to the kitchen and returned with another platter, wings ribs, we all tucked in.
Copious amounts of wine, lots of small talk and giggling among girls
Jim had been gone about 5 minutes and returned with a carrier bag full of costume jewellery, beads and all sorts. Beads for boobs!, at the top of his voice, He pulled out what looked like genuine Mardi Gras beads, All three girls went a little crazy, I will I will!!
As if it had been rehearsed, all three flash their boobs; three stunning ladies all flashing. Jim through beads to each of them. We all fell about laughing. The girls stayed in just their beads. Looking at Annie’s boobs was having an effect, standing up would have been problematic.
The last course, a lemon sorbet I was shocked when Annie scooped up a finger full and placed it on Jan's nipples and started licking, Emily went over and did the same. To my utter surprise Jan also scooped up some and did the same to Emily to Annie.
Jim stood up, “if the girls like sorbet that much maybe I could get them to lick it off of this” , Jim pulled down his trousers, and put some lemon sorbet on the end of his very erect dick, all three girls, went over and started licking it off, each one of the girls stood up and unzip their dresses. as if it had been choreographed.
I looked at Eric we nodded shrugged our shoulders and stripped naked, leaving our bow ties in place, we dipped our raging boners in lemon sorbet and joined the others at the end of the table.
Emily and Annie seemed determined to give me a good time, my first ever double BJ, then Annie sitting on my prick with Emily sitting on my face. Seeing Jan being spit-roasted was all too much, I blew my load as I've never blown it before, filling Annie. Jan who had Jim’s cum dripping from her swollen lips came over and gave Annie a passionate kiss and within moments was in the 69 position each tasting the others conquest building up to another huge climax for both of them. During the next couple of hours, we did just about everything that could happen, at one point all three girls formed a triangle on the floor licking each other it was like a scene out of a porn film.
So many firsts on one night, I had no idea Jan was Bi, the first time I went down on Jan and tasted another man, first time another man had actually touched my cock let alone aiming it into his wife for me! Things seem to end quite naturally. We went to the bedroom exhausted. It was then that Jan confessed she and Annie, her roommate at the time, had attended a few parties at uni before we got together. She told me they worked out the best way to break the news that she likes to play was to get me to play.
From the lacy bras to the beads, it was one big set up. it worked.
All my worries about boring conversations were groundless, I got on well with Jim and Eric, we found common ground, a love of vintage vehicles, they were impressed with my VW camper and even offered to swap there posh cars for a weekend so they could go to the cost.
My insatiable appetite for Jan has not diminished, the theme for the next party will be vicars and tarts. There will be eight of us. OK I was set up. The bottom line, I could not be happier.
