Chapter 4: Teasing Mike

We grabbed out coats and headed for the car where we piled in my Dad’s SUV to head downtown. After parking in the hotel garage, we went to the room where the party was being held. Several of my dad’s partners were already there with their wives and I saw the meal was being set up as well as the mandatory open bar. Part of the party package included a room for everyone and it was heavily encouraged that people make use of them if they planned to drink. After all, it WAS a party of lawyers and who better to know the ramifications of someone driving home drunk?

We took off our coats and my dad collected my mom’s and mine to take to the coat check. As I removed mine I saw every eye in the room turn as they realized what I was wearing. My dad noticed as well and laughed at them all.

“Hey, like the elf I brought with tonight? Now be careful, she’s Santa’s special elf so don’t mess with her!”

Everyone laughed but I saw that my dad’s prediction was already coming true. The guy’s eyes all lingered on me for what was just long enough to be considered indecent and their wives saw the same thing and each gave me a look that would have killed if they could. Mmmmmmm, this was promising to be a fun evening indeed

I noticed that Mike, one of the partners responsible for international customers, was there as well. Since he had joined my dad’s firm about six years ago I had only met him a few times as he seemed to be traveling every time I was in the office. He was married but his kids had all left home years ago. His wife had been at past parties but they never seemed to be together much and my dad had told me once that Mike had a reputation in the office for fooling around on business trips. I didn’t see her around tonight but she might have been around somewhere.

I went over to the reception table and started to spread out the name tags in alphabetical order. Mike came over and moved behind me to see what I was doing - or so I thought. Next thing I knew I felt a hand on my butt! From the firmness and length of the contact it certainly wasn’t a casual brush or mistake. Unbelievable as it seemed to me Mike was grabbing my ass right there behind the table!

I could see the others in the room and didn’t want to make a scene so I pretended not to notice although of course it would have been impossible for me to not to know what was going on. I expected him to just get a feel and move on but he didn’t let go and actually started to massage my butt. Realizing this was not just a dirty old man copping a feel, I turned my head to look at him.

“So tell me, does my ass feel good?” I asked him coyly.

Mike grinned at me devilishly. “Damn right it does - and don’t tell me you don’t like it.” My grin gave him the answer he was looking for and he reached down a little lower to cup my butt more in his hand. “Damn you have a nice one! So tell me, is it true what they say about you?”