Misc. Erotica Young Journalist & The Handsome Politician
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“It is a just a party.” She replied, divulging no further details. I simply kept quite stood in the elevator which kept moving up floor after floor. With a loud ping the elevator door opened. We both stepped out and I realised this was a penthouse floor.
 
The typical corridors of the hotel were no where to be seen; but a large door to the end of the lounge. There were a few beautiful paintings on the walls outside the elevator. A beautiful wooden table with with a white china vase stood near the door. There were two large men in suits in front of the door standing guard; their eyes covered with sun glasses and small ear pieces plugged into their ears. I could make out the contours of their gun holsters from over their suits and I knew this was no ordinary party.
 
Naina escorted me to the door and the men opened the door without uttering a word. As I entered the room, I was greeted by Uday. He was dressed in a black tuxedo and a bow tie which made him look so fucking hot. It reminded me of Arnold Schwarzenegger from the opening scene of his movie True Lies.
 
“Good evening Mira.” He said as he gently held my hand and kissed it. I blushed a little and was bowled over by his charm and suave. All the men that I had known and was involved with, no one ever was so delicate and gentlemanly with me and this was the first for me.
 
“I am dressed in an evening gown, you are dressed in a tuxedo; What is this all about.” I enquired. I hoped at least now I'd be told.
 
“This is just a party of my group.” He said as he held my hand and started walking inside the room. I quietly followed and Naina followed me as we walked through the lobby into the main portion of the penthouse.
 
The place was huge and absolutely beautiful. The walls were dbangd with beautiful cream coloured wall paper with beige coloured curtains covering the windows. There were several pieces of Victorian furniture arranged around the room and a giant crystal chandelier covered the white ceiling.
 
The chandelier shone its light in the entire room, illuminating it and making it look more graceful and beautiful. I saw a few people standing in the room which would be the size of a small banquet. Holding glasses of drinks, some champagne, others wine and scotch, they were dressed as formally and elegantly as we were.
 
As we walked towards them, they noticed us and turned to face us. I noticed all eyes were on me and I didn't fail to notice that they were looking at me and Uday holding hands.
 
“Ladies and Gentleman, meet our new friend, Mira Chauhan.” Uday said as he gently pulled me forward to face everyone. The people smiled at me and raised their glasses as an acknowledgement. I felt a bit awkward but I didn't let it show on my face and smiled as graciously as I could.
 
Uday walked me over to them and a round of introductions started. As I was introduced to the group I realised that the most prominent personalities of not just the city but the entire nation were there. I was first introduced to the film star couple Naved and Riya, who were considered the royalty of the film industry, then a few industrialist who featured regularly in the Forbes list of richest people, then there were media honchos but the most surpirsing person that I met in the group was Rajveer Singh, a regional political scion who's party was a part of the current coalition government.
 
“Don't be surprised. There are no permanent friends or enemies in politics.” Uday whispered into my ears as he noticed my surprise. I knew something was brewing but chose not to speak about it.
 
As I mingled with the group, my awkwardness receded and I felt comfortable. Being Uday's plus one, the elite group also warmed up to me. I could notice all the men check me out at every opportunity they got, shaking hands with me longer than required and their eyes wandering away from my face and onto my body, especially my cleavage.
 
I realised that irrespective of what your position in society was, every man is a horny, hungry wolf in disguise. But I didn't mind the attention I was getting, whether it was the verbal or the optical attention, I knew I had broken into the most powerful lobby in the country.
 
I spent a little more time with Naved & Riya and I was like a smitten fan in their presence. I blushed visibily as Naved spoke to me and I noticed how he was showering me with praises and how he too was in turn smitten by me. I could just feel it. But the most surprising fact was that Riya was equally praising me and I noticed those praises weren't the innocent ones. That sent a shiver up my spine.
 
The drinks flowed and the party soon wandered away from its formal nature to a more casual one. The music started playing and the group slowly started grooving to the rhythm and the beat. The men first started dancing and the women followed and soon, the room turned into a dance floor.
 
The booze kept flowing and the music kept getting louder as each and everyone of us shook a leg on the dance floor. The music was typical punjabi dance music which made the tipsier men and women dance harder. The champagne and the scotch gave way to Vodka and Tequila and the party just got wilder from there on. I was having a blast, partying in the presence of the richest and the most powerful men and women in the country. I let my hair down and enjoyed myself.
 
Suddenly the lights went off and the beat got louder. The DJ console was the only thing lighting the room, turning the room into a dance floor. High on booze and spirit, we were all dancing, slowly drawing closer and closer as the make shift dance floor got smaller and smaller; the oldie industrialists too were shaking a leg.
 
As I was dancing, I felt a hand graze my butt. I didn't notice it at first but then it grazed again. I turned around to see Uday standing right behind me. He had taken off his jacket and his tie and was now in just his shirt. I smiled at him, realising that it was he who was feeling me up.
 
Encouraged he pulled me closer and we started dancing to the beat. He wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer. I felt his hands slide down and I yelped as he squeezed my butt. My yelp was drowned in the loud music and I was sure no one noticed it.
 
I felt his large hand caress my butt a little before he slapped it, right in front of his guests. I yelped again and almost jumped into his arms. He grabbed me and turned me around and stood closer as we danced. I coud noticeably feel his erection poking my butt and I didn't provide any respite as I started grinding my ass against his erection.
 
As I moved up and down, I could feel his erection getting stronger. His hands moved from my waist up, inch after inch before I felt them cup my tits. I sighed and closed my eyes and pressed myself against him as he fondled my tits in public.
 
I opened my eyes to see if anyone was looking at us but I didn't see anyone staring at us but all the people were simply too drunk to notice our little foreplay right next to them. I noticed, Naved, Riya and Rajveer dancing a little too close to each other and I wondered what was that but my attention was drawn as I felt Uday squeezing my tits now.
 
I moaned before closing my eyes and let Uday do the rest. I slowly slide my hand between us and ran it over his erection. I noticed him shiver and squeeze my tits a little harder in response. I too squeezed his cock and he responded similarly with my tits. Our little play was getting intense and was far from subtle but I was beyond the point of caring.
 
The dancing continued well into the night and to the point where everyone was on the verge of collapsing. I was surprised at the drinking stamina that each of them had irrespective of whether it was a man or a woman. The whole time Uday and I kept squeezing and pressing each other and I even had a small orgasm right on the dance floor. I was sure he would take me to a bedroom and fuck me crazy but that sadly that did not happen. When the music stopped and the lights came on again, I saw a bunch of boozed up, groggy eyed men and women too tired to carry on.
 
We heard the calls for dinner and we moved to the dinner table. A big buffet of the most delicious assortment of dishes was served and all of us feasted on the food. The food was followed again my some drinks. The drinks just didn't stop flowing.
 
The dinner was done and I looked at my watch, it was way past midnight, infact it was 2 am in the morning. The party was done and the boozed up guests were about to leave. All of them warmly hugged me and complimented me and I didn't fail to get the visiting cards from each and every one of them.
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