Party Time/Party Time.iso/pt/story/party2.txt

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    Damn rental cars! Late for a meeting in L.A. and the
  stupid thing quits 20 minutes after I've checked it out.
  Now what to do? Here I am on Wilshire Blvd. a good 40
  blocks from where I've got to be in 15 minutes. Might as
  well just leave the damn thing here and call the rental
  company later and thumb my way to where I've got to go.

    This really tops the day, been in L.A. less than an hour,
  standing on a corner in a suit with a suit bag over my
  shoulder and my thumb sticking out trying to hitch a ride.
  What a day this is going to be! Boy, am I going to raise
  hell with that rental company for dumping that hunk of junk
  on me!

    Thinking to myself, "Sure can tell you're in Southern
  California, Christ I've been standing here for 15 minutes
  at least with cars passing me left and right.  Must present
  quite a picture, suppose nobody in their right mind is
  going to pick up someone who looks like me. Wait a second,
  here comes a ride, new Sterling, good looking lady driving,
  this might not be such a bad day after all."

    The car pulls the to curb and I hop in. The driver greets
  me with, "Hi my name is Kay." I'm too dumbfounded to come
  up with much more than a "Hi" and "thanks for the ride."
  Boy what a looker, guess what they say about California
  must be true. Here I am sitting next to one of the better
  looking females I've seen in quite a while. First thing I
  noticed when I got in the car was a great set of legs
  covered by silk looking stockings, the reason I knew we
  weren't talking panty hose, is as my eyes worked their way
  up, I could see the dark tops of the hose through a slit in
  the leather mini skirt she was wearing. Talk about
  fantasies racing through one's mind!  As my gaze continued
  on up her torso, I noticed a remarkable set of tits with
  erect nipples poking through the material of her blouse.
  The fabric of the blouse appeared transparent enough to
  make out the dark circles of her nipples if one looked
  close enough. That's when my gaze was interrupted by her
  saying, "what were you doing standing out there hitch
  hiking, and what's with the suit bag?" I relayed the story
  of the rental car breaking down, and trying to make a
  meeting up on Wilshire. I glanced at my watch and realized
  that I was already late for the meeting, well I guess it
  was my own fault taking the later plane in and renting from
  that cheapo car rental company.

    Kay said, "You looked mad enough out there to chew nails,
  that's probably why no one was bothering to stop." I smiled
  and mumbled "'spose so." "I really appreciate the ride. How
  far up Wilshire are you going?" Kay asked, "Where you
  headed to, maybe I'm going past where you have to go." I
  said, "I think it's an office building just across the
  street from the Ambassador Hotel." "At least that's the
  directions I got, I'm staying at the Ambassador and I'm
  already late for my meeting, so if you could drop me there,
  that would be great."  Kay smiled and said "Just in town
  for a meeting, eh?" "I'm not from L.A. either, I'm just out
  here visiting." "I need to make a stop at the place we're
  staying at if you don't mind?" I mumbled, "No it doesn't
  make any difference now anyway, I'm late, but if I could
  use your phone and make a call and tell them that I will be
  there eventually, I'd appreciate it." "No problem" Kay
  said, "it will only take me a minute or two to do what I've
  got to do at the house we're staying at." A strange little
  smile crossed her mouth, that I thought was rather odd, but
  dismissed it.

    As we drove through the neighborhoods of Los Angeles, my
  gaze started to wander back to Kay's legs. Must have just
  been my imagination I thought as I looked at the slit in
  her skirt again and thought I saw a hint of white thigh at
  the top of her stockings. At any rate, the scent of her
  perfume and the heady scent of leather from her skirt must
  have been generating the fantasies in my mind, still could
  be. Kay glanced over and saw my stare and asked, "something
  you like dear?" I must have blushed because she started
  laughing. I was able to blurt out, "I don't know, there's
  always been something about leather that I find attractive
  on a woman, and you do wear that skirt well." I looked over
  at her a little sheepishly and was rather shocked as she
  pulled the hem of the skirt up past her crotch and
  displayed a black leather g-string for my view. Kay said,
  "Well if you liked my skirt, I'm sure you'll like this." I
  couldn't believe what I was seeing. She pressed the fingers
  of her right hand into the thin leather covering, as she
  pulled her fingers away it left an indentation clearly
  outlining the slit of her cunt. My mouth must have dropped
  open in amazement as she started to laugh a little. I
  noticed her looking my way and the bulge that was
  apparently growing in my pants.  "Oh I see you like my
  apparel" she said rather coyishly as her fingers now dipped
  inside the small leather covering. When they reappeared
  they were covered with her juices and she passed the
  glistening fingers under my nose. I almost fainted right
  there. The combination of her scent and the heady musk of
  the leather were almost too much. She pulled her fingers
  away and licked her pussy juice off her fingers. My God I
  thought, what's happening here? My head was swimming with
  the erotic scents filling the car.

    We pulled in a long winding driveway of a house that was
  quite large, the type you see in the magazines about
  Southern California. I didn't have the slightest idea of
  where we were, my mind was elsewhere during the ride. As we
  pulled to a stop in front of the house Kay said, "Just
  leave your things in the car, we won't be that long." Again
  that strange smile, wonder what that was supposed to mean.
  I got out of the car and rounded it just as Kay was
  swinging her legs out to step out. God what legs. As she
  stood the skirt didn't drop back in place, and she wasn't
  in much of a hurry to smooth it out. As she turned back to
  retrieve something from the back of the car she bent over
  and the most perfect ass came into view. She pulled the
  package from the car and said, "Come on, follow me. You can
  make that phone call inside." I thought screw the damn
  phone call, I had other things more important than the
  meeting I missed I was thinking of.

    As I followed her up the walk, the whisper of her
  stockings filled the air interrupted by the click, click of
  her spiked heels on the concrete walkway. "Shit, it was
  getting real hard to walk straight behind a vision like
  this", I thought.

    When we got to the door of the house, Kay fumbled with
  her purse trying to get her keys out while balancing the
  package she was carrying. I offered to take the keys and
  help her open the door, as it opened and I pulled the keys
  from the lock and held them out for her to take back, she
  brushed past my hand with her hard nipples. I must have
  stood there again with my mouth gaping as she called, "Well
  come in and close the door." "Just put the keys on the
  table over there, and the phone is over by the wall." "I've
  got to change clothes quick, be right back." As she left
  the room she passed her hand under my chin. The scent of
  leather and her scent were still strong on her hands. As I
  watched her walk out of the room, I almost called out and
  asked her not to change skirts on my account, but thought
  better of it.  As she walked away you could just make out
  the darker band of nylon that made up the tops of her
  stockings, and a skirt so tight you could see the straps of
  her garter belt pressing through the thin kid leather.

    I must have just stood there for a minute visualizing the
  picture of her in my mind. I turned to finally drop the
  keys on the table where I was told to, and started heading
  for the telephone in the corner of the room when Kay
  reappeared. She must have forgotten something or other
  since she had changed out of the heels she was wearing into
  knee high leather boots with the most amazing spiked heels
  I had ever seen. She had also donned a pair of leather
  gloves that went way past her elbows and seemed to have a
  dull glisten in the afternoon sun that was filtering in the
  room. She still had on the mini skirt that I was really
  growing to love and her blouse was unbuttoned in front
  revealing the most perfectly formed breasts I had seen.
  Through the opening, I could make out the curvature and
  could see that there wasn't an ounce of sag as they gently
  bounced as she approached me.

    "You must think me terrible, not offering you something
  to drink," she said with a cute smile. "Oh no," I was able
  to mutter, "I was just going to call the office and let
  them know where I am." "What would you like? Bourbon,
  Scotch, Gin? I think we've even got cold beer in the
  refrigerator." Kay said calmly. "Scotch and a little bit of
  water would do me fine," I said, thinking that the drink
  would do me a world of good in calming down my nerves. Kay
  stepped behind the bar and mixed the drink. I moved my eyes
  around the room so I wouldn't get caught starring again and
  commented on the furnishings in the room. It must have
  seemed like rather inane chatter to a woman standing behind
  a bar dressed as she was, or wasn't. Kay said, "A friend of
  mine from the East Coast is renting this place with me,
  rather nice for what we're paying for it." "Here's you're
  drink." I turned and walked to the bar and took the glass
  and took a big gulp. The scotch tasted a bit stronger than
  I was used to, but then I thought maybe the surroundings
  and the atmosphere and this great looking female had
  something to do with it too. Kay turned from the bar and
  walked out of the room, calling back that she had to finish
  dressing and that she'd be right back.

    I settled into an easy chair by the bar and sipped on the
  drink. Five or ten minutes must have passed when I heard
  her call, "Come in here for a minute won't you?" I got up
  from the chair and walked to the room where she was
  apparently at, stepped in and almost dropped the drink from
  my hand.  In front of me was Kay. She had finished
  dressing, apparently. There she stood in the same boots as
  she wore before, but as my eyes wandered upward, was the
  sight of a bare cunt perfectly framed by a black leather
  corset.  The trails of the six black leather garter straps
  worked their way down her perfect thighs to attach to the
  hose she was wearing before. As my glance worked upward,
  crowning the satin smooth corset were the most perfect
  breasts capped by ruby red nipples. The nipples erect and
  tilted slightly upward.  Kay must have removed the gloves
  to lace the corset as she was just tugging them back on as
  I gazed.  I watched as she tugged on the gloves and worked
  the fingers like she was massaging ten small cocks.  I took
  another gulp of the drink in my hand.

    Kay spoke almost purring, "I hope you like this little
  number. As excited as you were getting in the car, I
  thought you would like this outfit." All I could do was
  shake my head up and down as thoughts of dropping to my
  knees and worshiping her naked pussy ran through my mind.
  Kay put her arm in mine and purred, "Come with me, there's
  something I want to show you." With the spikes of the boots
  she was a full two inches taller than me, as I let her lead
  me to another room of the house. As we entered I was a bit
  shocked at the erotic scene before me. Spread eagled on a
  table was a good looking blond girl, no more that twenty.
  In her mouth was a red ball gag and a strap around her
  waist that had another running between her legs spreading
  her pussy lips to our view. Kay said, "You like? This is
  one of my `friends' that came over to, ah, play with us." I
  was speechless as I looked at the lewd scene in front of
  us.  As I gazed at the girl I then heard a noise behind us.
  I turned and in walked a very lovely slender red head. Kay
  said, "This is my friend H.T. She's sharing this place with
  me while we're out here." The red head smiled and brushed
  against the bulge in my pants as she walked to the end of
  the table and peered lustily at the scene in front of her.
  H.T. was dressed in a pale blue bra and garter belt with
  white stockings, no panties. From where I was standing, I
  could make out the red lips of her pussy through her
  strawberry bush as she bent down and started licking at the
  cunt of the blond strapped to the table. The young blond
  started to make muffled sounds through the gag and bucked
  her ass to meet the thrusts of H.T.'s hot tongue.  As the
  scene progressed in front of us, Kay's gloved hand lightly
  brushed my cock through my trousers as H.T. eagerly nibbled
  on the blond beaver. The blond rocked in orgasm with H.T.
  fucking the blond cunt with her tongue.

    I said, "This girl on the table, one of your friends?
  "No" Kay said coolly, "She's a hitch hiker I picked up a
  couple of days ago." The words sent a chill through my
  spine as the words echoed in my ears. I managed a mumble,
  "So..so..how did she come to be strapped to that table."
  Kay smiled and placed her gloved hand under my chin and
  cupped it, as my nostrils drank in the musk sweetness of
  pussy juice that apparently coated the gloves, her perfume,
  and the musk of the leather, she spoke, "I offered her a
  cocktail, just like you're drinking now." My head started
  to swim as the words trailed off as I sank into a drug
  induced sleep and slumped to the floor. .  . . . . . .