The party. It had been a long time coming, something that I had heard about in concept countless times before it actually happened.
Maria had just closed on her house, and everyone knew immediately that she had wanted to throw a party. I saw my phone light up with messages from her, a group text that had a ton of numbers on it I hadn't seen in ages. It seemed she was determined to make up for the loss of opportunity she had experienced over the last two years and was attempting to see how many people her house could really fit before it burst.
"Hey kitten, did you see the text from Maria?" I asked my girlfriend Alaia, who was sitting on the porch behind our house looking out at the woods.
She turned and looked at me and I realized she didn't have her phone on her, so the answer was apparent before she even spoke.
"Oh shit, no. Is everything alright? Did something happen with Victor again?" she asked, her face showing hints of pain at the notion that he may have relapsed again.
"No no, nothing like that. Victor is fine, thank god. No, she finally passed papers on her house and she's throwing a get together. It seems like a lot of people are going to be there. I know you don't really like the packed parties like that, but it would mean a lot to her if we showed up."
She nodded and sighed, turning back to the trees. They listed in wind - making the serene noise that can only be heard when one is properly removed from the vestiges of human civilization. She looked back at me, trying to give me her best smile.
"Yeah you're right, and it will be fun. Why not?"
"Great, I'll let her know we'll be there then." I said. I knew the reason for her trepidation about going to one of Maria's parties. It's not to say that they were outright orgies, but people came and behaved like they would at home. There was no pretense at one of Maria's parties. The freedom of them made it a reality that was amazing, enlightening, and rather novel. You've never felt as accepted as you do at one of Maria's parties. No judgement was passed on anyone, and if you felt the need to do so you'd promptly be shown the door.
Buuuut, there had been that one time. The last time Maria had thrown a party, back when she and Jasmine had been renting a house together. They had gotten permission from their landlord to throw it, but they hadn't really explained to her in detail what would be going on. I mean, that isn't really the kind of thing you just out and say to a landlord. We all understood that aspect, so we didn't blame Maria at all for what happened. The neighbors had called Maria's landlord because they heard some people who were really "having a good time", and they didn't think the landlord, who they are apparently friends with, knew quite what was going on. Not that it was any of her damn business what we were doing, but there it was.
The landlord was apparently a huge prude, so she showed up and muscled her way in. Sure as shit there I was right on the couch in the room with the front door, Alaia on my lap. We weren't going at it in the living room, most people at least used side rooms for that kind of thing. But we were making out, and some people had been going a little....further than us in the same room. But we were the closest target. So we got the worst of it. I got the worst of it. She had been completely out of line with the things that she had said about my girl, and I may have said some things that were not the most polite in response. No one talked shit about my girl like that. Like the sane and rational person that I am, I argued with this woman. Loudly.
Don't get me wrong, there is nothing about voyeurism that turns Alaia off, or we wouldn't have even been there in the first place. But it really isn't the same thing as having some stranger bust in on us and throw a fit. And what a fit it was. As you would expect, Maria and Jasmine moved out of that house into another shortly after that. I felt bad for feeding into this woman's crazy and arguing with her, but they told me it was fine. They said that I wasn't in the wrong, and that she was. And mostly that they were happy that it was me and not someone else who may have shirked away and acted like they were actually doing something they shouldn't be. Maria was livid at her landlord, and she was nothing but supportive towards me.
Needless to say, I could understand Alaia's hesitation given the past. This would be different though, there would be no misunderstandings. Now the house was Maria's.
Sitting behind her on the porch I wrapped my arms around her and held her for a few minutes as we watched the the birds fluttering to and from our feeders.
"I'm glad you're still open to it. It's best not to let things like that, and people like her, ruin things for you." I said, and I kissed her bare shoulder. Her hand came back and brushed the side of my face.
"I know, and it was fun before that. I'll be okay as long as you're there with me." she responded
And so when the night of the party came, we were the first ones there. We helped Maria and Jasmine to make food and do all the many things that come with hosting a party. Maria and Alaia playfully got into it over how so many people would fit into the house. Maria explained her master plan for each bedroom to be a ‘come and go as you please’ side room to help diffuse the population.
There would be different things to do in each room. Board games in one, movie showings in another, gambling in a third, etc. Jasmine was going to be a dealer at the card table. Clearly she had given this more thought than any normal person would. I laughed to myself when Maria told Alaia not to worry so much, to just kick back and relax. Maria told her she looked too sweet to worry so much, and dolloped whip cream right on Alaia's face.
Naturally Alaia took the opportunity to feign indignity at the attack, and demanded that she be cleaned. The second Maria heard this I could see what she had in mind, her eyes said it all. She looked at me and I nodded playfully, enjoying the scene tremendously. Maria took Alaia close and licked the cream slowly right off Alaia's nose and cheek. Alaia stiffened at first, then melted. Jasmine looked at Maria, then at me and my amused grin and just rolled her eyes.
"I'll never understand how this poor girl survives the two of you." Jasmine said, patting a clearly flustered Alaia on the shoulder as she passed to pick up a platter of food from the kitchen to lay out on a table in the dining room.
After that Alaia was much calmer, the comfortable teasing helping her to settle in and remember she was with me and her close friends.
Of course during the entire set up I had been scheming.
It was about fifteen minutes before Maria had told people to arrive. Jasmine and Alaia had been working to set up one of the side rooms, and I had taken Maria and roped her into one of my plans. When I told her she laughed and said it was great.
I took Alaia when she was done setting up the gambling room with Jasmine and took her to the bedroom where the movies would be showing. Alaia is a huge fan of movies, so she was pretty excited when I guided her in and said I'd like to spend some time there with her.
"Don't worry honey, he already told me everything so don't go getting all reserved about things" Maria said to Alaia as she poked her head in the room. Alaia looked at me with a most unfair and accusatory look. I stuck my hands up to indicate I hadn't done anything wrong.
"Hey, don't be like that. It's going to be fun!" I said, a smile practically beaming off my face.
Standing her up off the bed, I rolled out one of the drawers. The space under the bed was huge. Even in their guest rooms, Maria and Jasmine would doubtlessly fill every inch of space with their seemingly endless possessions. But for now it was empty under the bed, not everything had been moved in yet.
"I'm just going to deposit you under there for now." I told Alaia, handing her a blanket and pillow that Maria had given me.
"What do you mean under there?" Alaia asked, confused but not indignant. I had asked her to do much stranger things she'd leapt at without a second thought.
"I saw the way you flushed after Maria licked that cream off your face kitten, and I thought maybe I'd have some fun too. But you'd kind of make it awkward if you were up here, so we're just going to stash you down there. Under the bed. Don't worry, it'll only be for a few hours - then we'll let you out."
"Oh. Okay. I was hoping that everyone would see my new outfit. I put a lot of time into it..." she said, pouting.
"Don't worry baby, you'll be out and about during the second half. Trust me, I know you're going to like this."
"I trust you, and at least I'll still be able to hear the movie." She said, smiling before grabbing on to me.
I patted her on the head. I explained to her that this was for the best and grinned when I saw her excitement at knowing she'd be doing what I wanted. I bade her to get under the bed and she went under - taking her bedding materials with her. I pushed the drawer back in after her. For some reason whoever had designed the bed hadn't designed the drawer to go the full length. Pretty stupid design, if you ask me. But hearing Jasmine gripe about it earlier was exactly the inspiration I needed for this idea.
Everyone arrived and soon the house was like a tide of humanity. People from all walks of life, from different times in our life. Some I hadn't seen for years. The drinks were flowing and it was a good time indeed. Maria played greeter for the first thirty minutes or so, and I mingled. Then she got tired of it, and I knew she wanted to split off. For a woman who invited a veritable army to her house, it was clear she'd prefer to be in a room with less people at once.
So her and I went back to the room with the movies and Alaia, who was hidden under the bed. According to plan, we had selected a movie that was originally filmed in Spanish. Some other people joined us and there was a brief discussion over whether to watch the subtitled version or the English dub. Maria argued passionately for the original Spanish with subtitles, and I smiled at the scene. To everyone else it just seemed like her purity as a movie fan as she advocated for the voice acting that came with the original filming, but I knew it was more than that.
I also knew that Alaia had heard the whole thing under the bed, and that it would crush her that she wouldn't get to understand the movie after all. I also took pleasure in the fact that she wasn't stupid and would put together that it had all been intentional. It would make her feel small and unimportant, and so undeniably turned on.
Maria and I settled in on top of the bed, picking the back corner where we knew we would be above Alaia's head. We cuddled up with each other and watched the film. Maria purposefully told me she wanted me to hold her this way, and not that way. And I did, a smile on my face as I did so. She was a good friend, but there would never be anything sexual between us. She knew that and so did I, but it didn't stop us from being intimate like this and sending the signal to Alaia below us that she was missing out on some good attention.
The movie was romantic and it was well shot. I whispered jokes in Maria's ear and she giggled at them audibly.
I knew that my Alaia could hear every single laugh, but that she couldn't make out what it was that I was saying to provoke the laughter. Or even if it was something I said. Maybe it was something I had done with my hands. Her mind would be racing with lurid scenarios. I knew her well, she was doubtlessly burning up between her legs. The knowledge that this had all been orchestrated to humiliate her would both shame and excite her in equal measure. People came and went from the room. Eventually Maria's brother Victor showed up with his boyfriend. He nodded at me and I returned the favor. He didn't even give me a second glance, wrapped as I was around his sister. We were both just physically expressive people, and he had seen us like that plenty of times before.
Eventually the movie ended and Maria went to clear everyone out of the room so that we could spring Alaia from her cavern and have a little extra private fun at her expense. But Victor pulled Maria aside and asked her something. Maria looked back into the room at Victor's boyfriend. I was sitting next to him now, with him and I being the only people left in the room. I hadn't met him before, and he seemed kind of timid. I smiled at him and made some small talk. He seemed nice enough. Hell, anyone keeping Victor grounded was doing the world a service, and he was pleasant enough to chat with. Maybe this was the kind of guy he needed.
Maria came over and explained the situation to me, barely stopping herself from giggling the whole time. Victor had asked if he and his boyfriend could use the room for themselves for a few minutes. Understanding perfectly well what that meant I looked at her and told her with a straight face that I failed to see why she'd tell me about it, or why I'd possibly have a problem with it. I made sure to say it loud enough so Alaia could hear, and Maria told me I was "so bad", but still stifled a laugh.
We left the room and went out to the main party. I glanced back at the bedroom and saw Victor's boyfriend tentatively appear in the doorway before closing it softly and locking the door.
Maria and I mingled and went our separate ways. I kept an eye on the door and also on my phone. I wasn't concerned anything would happen to her, but if it did she would text me. Thankfully nothing came. Dying of embarrassment would not be cause for a reprieve, and she knew that. Victor and his toy eventually sauntered out of the room, both of them positively beaming. Snagging Maria from the clutches of one of our very talkative mutual friends, we slipped into the bedroom and locked the door behind us.
I slid the drawer out from under the bed and gave out a sharp and short whistle. Alaia crawled out from where she had been laying and looked up at us from beneath the bed. She blushed furiously and looked like she belonged nowhere better than at my feet.
She looked up at me expectantly, clearly looking for permission to come out from under the bed.
"Don't look at me, this isn't my house. Why don't you ask the lady of the house?" I said
She looked at Maria and made a whimpering noise, set deeply in a submissive mindset from the events she had been put through.
"Use your words darling", I counseled her.
"please may I come out and join you?" she asked
Maria put out her foot. It was adorned in her shiny new heels and now rested right in front of Alaia's face.
"Kiss the feet of your better, and you may." She said
Alaia moved forward crawling on her stomach and planted some kisses on the tip of Maria's shoe.
"Sir?" she asked - looking up at me, clearly desiring to have both of our permissions before she dared to move. It had been a scheme of our mutual creation to do this to her. She felt beneath us both, physically and emotionally, in that moment.
"Come on kitten, you've done well." I said, reaching down with my hand to help her onto her feet.
I pulled her into me and kissed her deeply, and she reacted ravenously after having been teased for so long.
"Oh my, and here I thought you said she'd want to get to the party after having been down there for all that time. Silly me, I forgot how you two are sometimes." Maria said, slinking to the door of the bedroom.
"I'll just leave you two to have your fun, and I'll see you in a bit" She said, winking at me in an exaggerated fashion before closing the door.
I walked up to the door and locked it behind her.
"I thought you had forgotten about me when I heard them...."
"Did you think that baby? That I had forgotten all about you down there?"
She nodded in response and looked down at her feet. I pressed her closed to me again.
"No darling, I'd never forget about you. Even if you are naughty girl who gets so turned on by listening to me and Maria enjoy each other's company. Even if you find it arousing to be ignored. Even if you find it hot to listen to two strangers fuck while you hold your breath and pray they don't realize you're hiding and intruding on their intimate moment like a massive pervert. I would never forget you." I said, running my hand under her skirt to feel her. She was as wet as I had expected.
I smiled and pushed her down on to the bed. The plan had subtlety to it, but the time for that was over. Now I would take what I wanted, plainly and without doubt.
***
Sometime later we both emerged from the room. At first Alaia was coy, avoiding the gaze of anyone directly. Shy about what we had done, although no one knew. Even if they did, they would not care or shame us. She emerged from her shell gradually, and then the switch fully flipped. She was talking to friends and showing off her outfit and having a good time. Maria’s first house party had been a rousing success.
