Chapter 6: Karen Throws a Party - I

The winter had passed quickly for Karen. Jim's work kept him traveling three or four days a week, and even though she missed him, her teaching career and being a full time mother of a one year old kept her busy. Life was good. She enjoyed her role as career woman and mother, and she enjoyed spending time with Jim when he was home. They didn't have sex as much as before the baby, but when they had time it was always good. Jim was a good husband and she loved him dearly.

Occasionally Karen would take a few moments to herself and reminisce over the events of last summer and fall. She didn't dwell on those 'wild' times to the exclusion of everything else, but she did like to take a few moments for herself and behind closed doors, with Jim away, she would close her eyes and once again feel that magical tingle between her thighs. Of course, she would never do those things again with other men, even if she were given a chance. Nonetheless she didn't want to forget about them, either. Every time she thought about dancing with Bob or making love to two men at the same time, she blushed.

Sue and Beth had remained the best of friends after their shared experiences last fall. Beth never talked directly about that time, even though it was always on her mind. Karen had discovered a completely different side to her personality. Watching and touching Beth had been exciting. There was softness and a smell that was completely different than anything she had ever experienced with Jim. She had never imagined having sex with another woman, especially another teacher, yet when the time came to share feelings and touches with Beth, she reveled in the unique pleasure. The expected awkwardness of seeing each other at school never came. They remained friends, but shared intimacies only in conversation, never in bed.

The northern Illinois weather took an unexpected turn in February. The normal sub-freezing temperatures turned into rather balmy 40's and 50's, and the bright winter sunshine made it feel even warmer. The warm weather had Karen thinking of vacations and weekends away, and of pleasant times spent with Jim.

"Jim can we go away for a few days. Just the two of us."

"When and what did you have in mind. I really won't have any vacation time until March." Jim was a little confused about her intentions, but he liked the direction she was going. A weekend alone could be a lot of fun.

"I just wanted to get away someplace romantic. I want you to make love to me like before we got married." Karen didn't want to admit that her thoughts about last fall's affair had been the cause of this sudden interest in sex with Jim.

"I really don't think I can get away this month. Could I take a rain check on the trip without giving up the sex?" Karen pretended to pout at Jim's words. Jim liked when she pouted. With her short hair and baby face she looked as good as when they first made love. She would always look like a baby to him.

"Can we have a party instead?" She hadn't thought of a party until just now, but she wanted to have fun. "A Valentines party would be romantic."

"Who did you want to invite?"

"I thought we could invite some of the teachers from school and maybe you could invite Bill and Steve from work."

That was how it started, almost by accident. She started to get excited almost immediately. Once she had Jim's approval, her imagination went wild. She hadn't been to a valentine's party since college. The warm weather inspired her; she was ready for another adventure. She didn't let on to Jim how excited she was, but that night Jim got the best blowjob he had had since the time Karen had blown him at the fraternity house. Little did he know what was on her mind.

There were only ten days to prepare for the party and she had a ton of things to do. She invited all the usual couples from school and Jim's two co-workers. As an after thought, well maybe not an after thought, she called Bob and invited him and his wife, Sue, to the party. She thought about inviting their son, David, but that may have been too obvious. She wanted the party to be special, but more importantly she wanted to have fun.

On Monday after school she drove over to Deerfield to shop for a dress. She had seen a small shop that featured reconditioned dresses and thought it would be the perfect place to find something very expensive at a reasonable price. The young sales attendant was almost too bubbly and made Karen feel much older than her 28 years.

"I'm looking for a dress to wear to a Valentine's party." Karen responded when asked if she needed help. When the sales girl looked at her she felt like she should ask for a sack to cover her 'fat' body.

"You're so pretty and tiny you could almost wear anything." Karen liked the sales girl much better now. "Is it a real dressy party?"

"No, just a party at my house, but I'm tired of looking like a mom."

"I think I just may have the perfect for you. Wait a minute, let me go get it from the back" As she walked away she said, "By the way, may name's Alisha."

Alisha came back carrying a dress wrapped in plastic. Karen could see the color was red and already hoped that she would like it. When Alisha removed the cover Karen changed her mind immediately. The dress had red sequins, no back and a slit almost to the waist. It looked like a size three. There was no way she could wear that dress.

"You would look perfect in this dress."

"I would look fat and dumpy. The dress wouldn't even go over my head." Karen looked longingly at the dress and sighed. It was exactly what she wanted.

"You'd be surprised. The dress will stretch to fit. There's also a fitted control panel in the front. Why don't you try it on before you say no.?" Karen paused at these words, so Alisha continued. "We don't have a fitting room but you can try it on here. I'll shut the door so no one can come in. If you don't like it, we can find something else."

Against her better judgment, she agreed. The salesgirl went to lock the door and Karen picked up the dress. She looked around to find a place where she would be more comfortable changing. After a few seconds, she realized that there was no place. With a slight blush she bent over to take her shoes off. She was glad she had put on a matching bra and panty set under the rather ordinary sweater and jeans. When she stood up she was surprised to find the young girl staring at her.

For no apparent reason Karen asked how old she was.

"I just turned 16 last month." Karen thought, no wonder she looks like a size three.

Karen pulled her sweater over her head. "Where do you go to school?" The teenager told her and then asked if she had a boyfriend.

"Yes, David and I started going out this winter after he turned 16. He's a pretty neat guy, and very sexy if you know what I mean." Karen knew exactly what she meant. She unsnapped her jeans, held her breath and pulled them down. As she stepped out of them she kept her head down. This is silly, she thought. She's just a kid. There's no reason to be embarrassed.

"Can you hand me the dress, please?"

"It's meant to be worn without a bra." She handed Karen the dress. Karen turned away slightly and reached back to unfasten her bra. As she struggled to unsnap it with one hand, she heard Alisha move behind her and then felt her unsnap and remove her bra. Without turning around Karen pulled the dress down over her shoulders. She thought to herself how foolish she must look trying to squeeze into a dress two sizes too small standing in the middle of a dress shop wearing blue panties and blue cotton socks.

Then a miracle occurred. The dress stretched over her chest, her tummy, and her hips without pulling or ripping or even feeling tight. She was afraid to look up as she turned around. She ran her hands over her tummy. It was not lumpy like she expected. Her breasts were just the right size under the red sequined dress. She wanted to see.

"Is there a mirror?"

"You look terrific. Come over here and take a look."

The dress did look good. You could see where her panties came across her hips and that was a little disappointing. The blue socks didn't help the over all look either. Alisha must have known what she was thinking and suggested she take them off. Karen easily bent down and removed her socks.