Enough people have arrived that now I'm basically naked, which was the whole point. Having Winston come in and give me such a friendly hello has my juices flowing. I watch him walk into the crowd, giving me a wicked grin over his shoulder. More than a few women give him a long look as he walks by.

I go into the kitchen. The drinks are going fast, which is okay. I look around. Plenty of people I know and several that I don't. They all look fabulous. Then I feel a hand slip around me from behind and a warm body press up against my back. The hand squeezes my bare breast firmly. I look over my shoulder to see who it is.

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Thank you, sir, may I have another?