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Sheila decided that if she invited Kyle to the party then he would just say no he didn't want to go. And even though he wasn't racist, she knew he'd pitch a fit about her going to some house party with a bunch of young Mexican guys.

So she lied. Monday night after work she told Kyle that her and her coworker friend Emily were going bar hopping. She told him that they may get real drunk and if so she'd just stay at Emily's house instead of risk driving home. She figured that he might get a little suspicious so she added quickly "Or I can call and you can pick me up when we're done."

Of course Kyle was as lazy as he was sweet and trusting so he gave a nonchalant "No no, you're good. Have a fun girls night. maybe I'll have some of the guys over to play poker."

The rest of the week crawled by. Sheila had gotten over any guilt she had felt about Monday at work and looked forward to seeing what kind of trouble she could get into Friday night. Work was boring. She flirted a bit with Robert, but no more than the usual. She ran into Javier in the alley on a smoke break. He seemed sad that she wasn't bringing any girl friends, but he seemed to perk up a little when she mentioned it would be her without the husband.

On Friday night Kyle was having some of the boys over. They started arriving before Sheila had left. She put on a tight skimpy black dress with thin shoulder straps and then a black lace long sleeve shirt over it. She had a matching black lace bra and thong, just in case. Then she finished it off with a pair of strappy black heels.

She pulled her blonde hair back into a bun like pony tail. it made her look a bit older, but in a very sexy way if she said so herself. She walked down the stairs and as she gave Kyle a kiss and said her goodbyes she caught her husband's friends staring at her.

"Have fun hun, just behave. Especially dressed like that." Kyle said.

"I will love. I'll most likely stay at Emily's. I'll call if I'm coming home early. Love you." She gave him another kiss and walked out to catch the bus.

She felt a bit over dressed for a night time bus ride. But she'd feel a little less safe walking around after dark dressed as she was. Besides it wasn't far. Just a twenty minute ride. She should be fine.



 

Bus Ride or right to the party?


          On the Bus

          To the party we go

 
 
 

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