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OOC: Elizabeth Montgomery, 5'5", crystal blue eyes, long blonde wavy hair, 114 lb, 25 years old, well built.

Elizabeth had been married for three years to John Montgomery. She loved John but was not very good in bed and found many excuses not to do things with him that she considered not right. One of her main achievements in life was avoiding Mr. Mason's parties. She had heard too much about them from the other wives who gossiped about the women he had gotten to bed. She did not want to be one of them and had for three years avoided this party. Now John was being pushy, according to him he was in line for a promotion but because he doesn’t go to Mr. Mason’s parties with his beautiful wife he doesn't have a chance. He haunted her the whole month of November about the party and finally she said yes.

She had bought a dress that would cover every each of her so that the boss who she consider a male whore would not notice her but wouldn't you know John came home with a present for her which was a red tight fitting dress. She looked at him as if he was mad and told him she would not wear it. Another two weeks of haunting ensued and finally she put the damn thing on and looked in horror as to how it fit her. The top of her large breasts popped out of the top and the dress showed off her hour glass shape clinging to her as if she was poured into it. When she showed John, he smiled and said she looked beautiful and insisted she wear it to the party.

The day of the party John sent her to a salon that pampered her body as well as her hair. She did not like it one bit but once there she could not leave as they hustled her to the back room and had her remove her clothing and put on a robe and then the horror as she saw it began. When she left she felt violated, but most women would have loved it. John got home early and insisted she get dressed right away as he wanted to be one of the first ones' there. In fact, he stayed in their room watching her dress which really disturbed her. She put on lacy undies that she did not want to wear, her good cotton she thought was good enough. Then as she picked up her bra, John took it from her. The dress according to him required no bra so on went the dress and before she could look at herself in the mirror, John had her down the stairs, out the door, in the car and at Mr. Mason's door. She felt naked standing there waiting for the butler to answer the door.
 
Elizabeth tensed the moment the butler opened the door. John didn’t seem to notice how stiffly she walked by his side. She really wanted to find a place to hide rather then be led no pulled along by her husband. She was mortified when they entered a large room and the butler announced their names. All eyes seem to settle on her, the men seemed to be undressing her with their eyes, not that there was much to take off. She felt a sudden anger toward John for dressing her up like this.

As they moved further into the room, John greeted his associates and she noticed he was straining his neck looking for someone. It took her a few minutes to realize it must be his boss that he was trying to find in the room. She hoped his boss was off doing some work rather then being in this room at this particular time. She tried to pull her arm out of her husbands grasp but he held fast.

On the way through the room John stopped to speak to the people he knew which seemed to be everyone and introduced her as his little woman. She hated that she wanted to be known by her name. She did the right things smiled at the people that John introduced her too. All the while he led her deeper into the room, craning his neck looking for his boss she supposed. Was it possible he was in another room and she would be able to avoid him totally?

She wanted to growl at John when he spotted his boss. He made so much noise yelling across the room that he embarrassed her and still they only saw the back of his boss’ head. He was pulling her along and she felt herself on the verge of falling when they finally reached Mr. Mason after repeated call outs from her stupid husband. She found herself thrust forward in front of John as he spoke hopefully for the last time, “Mr. Mason, I want you to meet my wife, Elizabeth.” Before his boss turned around Elizabeth yanked her arm out of John’s hold and stumbled into the now turned around figure of his boss. She quickly glared at her husband and then faced Mr. Mason and apologized, “I am so sorry, Mr. Mason, my heel seemed to have caught in the carpet.” She was a bit surprised to see that Mr. Mason was so handsome.
 
Elizabeth was stunned by his warm enchanting smile. She hadn’t expected him to be warm and welcoming. She had expected a very demanding man who would force her into some kind of relationship. It was true he was tall and had a strongly built body but his smile threw her off as she expected a stern and demanding man. Her head was tilted upward her crystal blue eyes looking into his warm smiling eyes, "Oh that’s quite alright my dear." She felt his strong, warm hand wrap around her hand as his eyes commanded hers to keep looking into them. She shivered as he kissed her hand; his lips were warm against her skin as he kissed the back of her hand. She found herself smiling as he made a charming joke filled with a compliment meant for her. "I think a beautiful girl like you should have the freedom to bump into the boss from time to time....don’t you?" It was like she was in a spell as he lowered her hand and released it. The spell was broken as she noticed his eyes roam down her body examining her as if she was a prize that he planned to collect. It was as if he could see right though her clothing but then suddenly his eyes stopped roaming as he stared at her high heels. Confusion showed on her face as he asked,
"Those are quite lovely shoes, are they new?"

She frowned a bit and before she could formulate an answer he teased her, "I think id have trouble walking in something that high myself -- do you get lots of practice in those stilts?" She smiled nervously but before she could tell him that the heels were John’s idea his face lit up with a boyish grin and he laughed with John and again she felt overcome by his surprisingly warm personality. She watched him turn to John with his captivating smile and ask, "You wouldn’t mind if I continued with chat with your lovely bride out on the dance floor, would you?" Of course John was more then willing to let his boss take her to the dance floor. She frowned again she didn’t like being treated as if she had no say in the matter as he reached his hand toward her. She was not going to take when he suddenly turned his face to her and asked, "What do you say dear? I will hold you out there so you don’t fall again." His smile was just as enchanted as it had been before and before she realized it she held her hand out to him and stared into his eyes once more.
 
Elizabeth could feel the strong connection between them and wondered halfheartedly why she was not uncomfortable. A little frown appeared on her face for a split second as she thought about it. The worry quickly vanishes as he pulled her gently in his arms. She didn’t even shy away as she usually did when the hand not holding hers pressed against her back and he pulled her into a tight embrace. She could feel his hard muscular chest pressing against her and had a fleeting moment of fear before he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "If you promise to come back to my party next year, I will add a 'Best Dressed' prize, because we know that you would have won that easily this year."

She didn’t have a chance to respond as he moved her gently into turns and steps that for her were intricate but he made it seem easy. He was a very good dancer and she found she was enjoying herself. She was enjoying dancing with him which was not usually how she felt. He pulled her close to his body again and she smiled as he whispered, "You are a natural at following my lead Elizabeth...I'm sure you’d enjoy dancing with me again soon...wouldn’t you?" She breathlessly answered him, “You are very easy to follow I find our dance effortless and yes I would enjoy dancing with you again”. She smiled as he spun and then dipped her and realized her eyes had never left his. She wondered why he had such a bad reputation he was absolutely charming.
 
It seemed natural to be dipped by him even though she had never done such a thing before. She was amazed that she had complete confidence in him that he would not drop her. Her pose was perfect as he held her suspended and then lifted her back to her feet. She was surprised as the party goers began to applaud for them. She felt the familiar heat of a blush on her cheeks as he told her to take a bow. She did as she was told to do and noticed that he was bowing too. She watched as he moved away from her and began to move after him when he turned and pointed at her. The applause was louder as he joined the crowd and her face felt even hotter as she curtsied to him waiting not so patiently for the clapping to end. She was relieved when he stopped as the crowd followed his lead.

She was still blushing when John came on the dance floor and praised her. He liked the way she moved on the dance floor. She was about to tell him that it was because his boss was such a good dancer that he made her look good but then his boss was right there and complimented her again, "She was amazing out there, wasn’t she?" John agrees with his boss and both men were smiling at her as the boss politely tells her, "I need to borrow your husband just a moment for something work related, but would you be a doll and get me a gin and tonic, without a lime and then bring it to that table over there" She nodded her head and looked to the table as he told her, “And just wait there a moment, if we aren’t back yet, we will just be a moment."

Elizabeth had a strange feeling that something was wrong as she watched them move away from her. She watched where they went before going to the bar to get the boss’ drink. She smiled at the bartender and he smiled back as she gave in the order and he nodded his head as if he knew who the drink was for. He asks her what she wants to drink and she told him just a coke. The man told her that would never do and reminded her she was at a party. She let him convince her to take a glass of wine. When he made the drinks she wondered if she was making a mistake by listening to John’s boss. She thanked the bartender for the drinks and headed back to the boss’s table and sat down looking at the glass.
 
After about 20 minutes Elizabeth started looking for John and his boss. She was feeling a bit nervous as she did not know anyone at this party. Also she wanted to go home early. Once the men had walked away she started to wonder what was wrong with her. She had actually let her husband’s boss take over her life as they danced. She wasn’t the type to let someone take control of her like that. She had never allowed John to do that so why had she allowed his boss a perfect stranger control her. She looked around again at all the strangers in the room when she saw John’s boss coming toward her. She frowned when she didn’t see John

She saw him wave at her and studiedly raised her own hand and waved back mimicking his smile as he came to her. She looked up at him as he spoke, "Look at you sitting here, in the exact correct spot. I’m glad you found the correct table." Strangely she felt pleasure from his praise as he sat down and picked up his drink and she automatically picked up her wine glass just before he clinked his glass to hers and said, "Cheers." She automatically drank a sip of her wine as if she was playing follow the leader. She put the glass down and craned her neck to let her eyes wander over the room in search of John.

When her eyes rested back to his, he spoke, "I'm guessing you're wondering where John has gone. We had a bit of a work related situation and someone had to attend to the problem." She wondered what kind of problem it could be before he finished his thought, "Your husband is a good man, he knew he would miss the chance to spend time with you at this party but he really wanted to go down in the basement and get on that computer and get to work to fix that problem and help out the company."

He turned away from her as Elizabeth frowned but she quickly smiled as a man and woman tapped the boss on the shoulder and spent some time speaking to him. She didn’t listen to the conversation as her mind was racing wondering why John didn’t take her home before working on the problem. The couple moved away and the boss spoke once again to her. She looked up into his eyes as he spoke, "I guess he didn’t realize you don’t know anyone else here and you’d be all alone." She watched him smile before he spoke again. "So I guess that means you’ll have to be my tail for awhile and stay by my side to be sure you at least have one person to chat with that you know...right?" He was right she was all alone and she watched him wink just before he grabbed his drink and walked away. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t want to be alone and walking with him seemed like a good idea. She grabbed her drink and followed him. It took awhile before she caught up with him. Strangely he spoke to her as if there was never a break in their conversation.
 
She wondered why she was following him. It was not what she would typically do even with her husband. He stopped and so did she and she listened to him as he speaks, "It's almost as if you knew your husband wouldn’t be joining us and he would need to go some place." She was taken back by what he had said and was about to tell him she didn’t get her husband a drink as he didn’t ask her but then he spoke again and it was as if she had to listen, "I would have thought you'd be sitting waiting for us with three drinks, and yet you only got one for me and one for you." She frowned as he clinked his glass to hers and wondered what he was getting at. She absentminded clinked her glass to his realizing that is what he had expected of her just before he spoke again, “Its as if you knew this would happen...or at least something you hoped for maybe." She frowned again feeling nervous as he finished his thought, "I know some wives are angry their husbands bring them to these type of work related parties...sometimes they want to get back at them for forcing them into the night and even some husbands go so far as to dress their wives." She blushed as that was exactly what her husband had done and she had let him.

She felt as if he was undressing her as he looked her up and down and then concentrated on her breasts. She felt the heat of a blush from her face as his eyes captured hers and he spoke again asking her such a personal question that she blushed again. "Is that the reason behind your lack of a bra tonight Elizabeth?" Anger replaces embarrassment and she spoke to him in anger, “Yes he dressed me but it will never happen again that I can assure you. I don’t usually go braless; I am too big for that.” She blushed again at her own admission. She tensed again as he looked into her eyes deeply and tells her, “I think it was the right choice, you look amazing tonight."

She wondered why she was following him he did not hold her hand any longer and she certainly didn’t want to answer any more of his personal questions. Suddenly he opened a door and she could see stairs leading up. She got a strange feeling of forebode as she followed him. As they climbed he spoke to her again, "This is your first time here, isn’t it Elizabeth?" She nodded her head and wondered where he was taken her. Safety she knew was down stairs at the party and again she wondered why she was following him as he spoke again, "A good host always shows his new guests more of the house....shall we start with the master bedroom?" She stopped dead in her tracks and felt his hand at her elbow as he continues to lead the way to what only could be his room. She held back and stopped on the stairs and looked up at him, “I don’t want to see your bedroom; it is time to go back downstairs.”
 
She looked up at him as he spoke to her, "Perfect, because that is exactly where we are going, downstairs." She felt relief for only a second and then he took hold of her arm and continued to walk up the stairs telling her, "just as soon as we are done with this tour." She wanted to pull her arm from his grasp but she felt the strength of it around her arm and didn’t think she would be able to do it. She was forced to go where he led her and as she got ready to argue with him again he asked, "Would these steps be easier without those heels on?" She really wanted to take off the heel, they hurt her feet but if she was to escape him she knew she had to have shoes on. She looked up at him as he spoke again and blushed as he spoke about his bedroom which was the last place she wanted to go. "I know you will love the view from my bedroom window." They were at the top of the stairs as he guided her to a door. When he opened it and ushered her in she was impressed by it despite the fear she felt by being there. He asked her what she thought and she told him. “It is very impressive. Her eyes ran over the room and stopped to look at the huge bed. She blushed and walked to the window to look at the lake and the beautiful scenery around it. She wondered how he illuminated it even in the dark of night. She whispered, “Beautiful” softly assuming he could not hear her words.
 
Elizabeth felt the heat of his body softly pressing against her back, his voice is soft and gentle as he tells her, "I picked tonight because of the full moon." Her eyes followed his pointing finger and she sees the sparkling moon on the water as he finishes his thought, she nodded her head spoke, “It is beautiful.” She felt the heat of his puffs of breath giving her chills as he tells her, "It makes the lake sparkle at night, very attractive to the eye, isn’t it?" She answered him, “Yes, it is like candy for the eyes.

She tensed only slightly as he stroked her side before asking her, "Do you remember when we were dancing?" She nodded her head as a tiny gasped left her lips as he stroked her side a little harder and presses against her. His voice was soft and mesmerizing as he sways taking her along as if they were dancing once more as he speaks, “We felt so fluid together, didn’t we?" She was captivated by his voice and the way their bodies swayed together, "You enjoy having the ability to relax and to be directed around, showing off you beauty." She felt her breath catch for a moment before he tells her, "You enjoyed all the eyes being on you, or on us, didn’t you?" She whispered yes as his other hand stroked her hips and feels him pulling her back against his crotch.

She knew she should push him away, break free, run but he had a calming effect on her like no other man. She closed her eyes when he told her too and listened to him once again, "Do you remember how good it felt out there on the floor, in my hands, did you enjoy that feeling Elizabeth?" He had transported her to that moment in time with his soft words and she whispered, “Yes, I enjoyed that feeling. She gasped as his hands moved to her stomach and began to rub it causing a forbidden sensation to run through her as he told her, "You and I were meant to be partners...weren’t we?" She was lost in the sensations he was giving her as she whispered, “Yes,” and willingly pressed against him.
 
It was strange that she was not questioning the touch of his hands on her body or the feel of his body against her as this was not Elizabeth’s way. She was always on the defensive side but tonight was different as if only he had a right to touch her and bend her to his will. She leaned into him enjoying the heat of his body as it moved seductively against her, exciting her yet comforting her. She did not question his hand stoking her stomach so intimately so close to her breasts, belly and sex she just went to the sway of his body as if they were dancing once more. Not even a small alarm came into her mind as the rhythm changed to a back and forth slow seductive movement. His seductive voice put her at ease as if she did not have a care in the world.

She felt his hand stroke her back as he whispered in her ear, "Your body is so sexy when it dances, you were born for this moment." Something felt strange but she ignored it as he moved her with his body and whispered in her "I would dance with you for hours, you feel amazing in my arms." She frowned as she feels the looseness of her dress but his soft mesmerizing voice catches her attention, "tell me how great I make you feel in my arms Elizabeth."

Suddenly she felt her dress slipping downward and her mind came alert as she grabbed it with her hands by the top and at her waist. She spun around her eyes sparking with anger and she speaks, “How dare you!” She looked around the room for a door to a bathroom or a closet but sees none. “Get out of here while I fix my dress.” She knew she could not turn around as the dress would give him a nice view of her thin panty behind. She could not take her hand off of the top of her dress as already a good amount of her large breasts were visible to his eyes. “So now I know how you got all those women in bed. It won’t happen again with me, now that I know your secret. You’re no Gentleman.”
 
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