Holiday Work PartyMy wife, Alana, has a yearly holiday work party that she attends. I accompany her every year to these parties, but this year was a little different than the previous years. As she was getting dressed for the party, I noticed that she had bought a new dress which left very little to the imagination. While she was putting it on, I helped her tie the straps in the back of the dress. While helping her, I looked over the dress and noticed that the bottom barely covered her butt and the front exposed her entire cleavage. Alana never wears a bra with her dresses, so looking down her top at the right angle, you could see most of her breast. She looked amazing, but I was surprised to see her dress like this especially to a work function. I asked her, "I've never seen you dress like this to a work event before, aren't you worried about your coworkers seeing you like this?" She replied with a smile, "Oh, I just want to make an impression tonight.".
We arrived at the party which was one of the restaurant bars in town. My wife made her rounds and said hello to all her co-workers. Her co-workers were mostly females, but I noticed that the company had hired some new guys. They were all very good looking and were getting a lot of attention from all the other ladies. I watched as Alana greeted them and one in particular seemed to be extra friendly with her. He gave her a close hug and a kiss. He was whispering something to her, but I couldn't tell what he was saying. They were talking to each other for a while so I walked over to them to check on her. As I was approaching, I could hear him commenting about her body and the dress she was wearing. They seem to noticed I was coming and stopped their conversation.
I walked over to Alana and asked how she was doing. She said, "yes, everything is fine, I am just saying hello to my co-workers." Alana introduced me to her new co-worker," this is George, we have been spending a lot of time together at work and he's been a big help". I introduced myself as Alana's husband, and he remarked, "you're a lucky guy to have such a hot wife like Alana and she's so beautiful." As he was complimenting her, I noticed that she was loving it and smiling. "Stop it, George, you're making be blush" and she put his hands on his chest and gave him another hug. As they were talking and joking with each other, it was announced that it was time to sit and have dinner.
We sat with her other co-workers and I made small talk with some of the other husbands there. Everybody was drinking and eating and having a good time. I noticed that Alana seem to be glancing over at George who was sitting at one of the other tables. Everyone was finishing up their dinner and at this point, a few people were starting to get buzzed and tipsy. George walked over to our table and joked around with some of the people around us. Then he announced that he needed to go to the restroom and to my surprise, Alana blurted out, "I need to go, too!" I asked her, "do you want me to go with you?" She replied, "No, I'll just go with George." Our chairs were packed in tight and she was trying to move it back to get out. George saw her struggling and said, "let me help you get out" and grabbed her out from under her chair and carried her in his arms. In this position, the bottom of her dress had ridden up her thigh and her panties were exposed to everyone at the table. As he carried her away and I noticed some of the guys at the table looking right up her dress between her legs. One of the husbands jokingly asked me, "you're going to let another guy handle your wife like that?" I just shrugged my shoulders and replied, "I'm not the jealous type".
Some time had passed and I noticed my wife had not come back yet. I went to the restroom myself to look for her, but couldn't find her. I came back to the table and sat down and noticed the guys looking across the room in the corner. I looked over and saw my wife sitting on George's lap in the corner of the room. Her arm was around his shoulders and his arm was around her waist with his other hand on her thigh. The bottom of her dress was still hiked up around her upper thigh and the top of her dress seem to have come down lower exposing the top of her breast. I was not surprised to see a few of her other guy co-workers sitting around them and enjoying the view while they talked and joked with her. She didn't drink much that night, but seem to be in a trance and did not know she was exposing so much of herself to them.
I wanted to approach her, but she was having a good time and I know how she can sometimes be sexy and flirty. I left her alone and made small talk with the other guys at the party. Some time had passed and I glanced over and noticed that she was still on George's lap, but her body was bent over while he was working on her dress straps on the back. I saw him smile at the other guys when he pulled one of the straps and the entire front of her dress came loose off her shoulder. This gave her co-workers a quick view of her ****. She caught her dress and pulled it back on and playfully slapped George's hand. She whispered something to George and he retied her straps on her back.
They sat around for a little bit longer and George had moved his hand higher on her thigh caressing it. Every once in a while, I would glance over at them and saw Georges other hand move up from around her waist to get quick feels of her ****. I wasn't sure she was unaware that he was coping feels of her **** or that she was letting it happen. Also, her legs were no longer crossed, and were slightly spread to where anyone looking her way can see up her dress. The husbands around me started to give each other looks. It was starting to feel awkward so I announced to them that it was time to leave. One of them jokingly said, "make sure you don't forget your wife".
I looked over at Alana motioning to her it was time to leave. She nodded and looked at George and told him she had to leave. He gave her a kiss, but instead of a peck on the cheek, it was a kiss on the lips that lasted longer than it should. She stood up and fixed her dress over her body and said her goodbyes to everyone.
I escorted her out to the car and ask her if she had a good time? She replied, "I had a great time, where were you? George and the other guys kept asking me where you were?" I replied, "just hanging out with the other husbands. They all had a show."
This was what she wearing at the party.