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Party Salad
Amber turned when Holly came into the room and asked if her outfit looked
okay. She pushed her short dress over her hips, and Holly looked around the room
wild-eyed. Amber laughed and grabbed her by the shoulders, pushing her into a
chair and telling her to calm down. The party was two hours away, and things
would be fine. Holly shook her head, muttering that James wasn't going to make
it and now she had to deal with the associates from his firm without him, and
she didn't know half of them.
Amber walked to the bar, poured her a stiff drink, and pushed it into her
hands. Earlier she had suggested Holly try a nap, but that didn't work. She also
tried a bath, but that wasn't any help either. She hesitated at the thought of
suggesting that Holly play with her pussy until she came for fear she would
faint. Her own pussy throbbed at the thought of her fingers rubbing her clit
until her pussy dripped with cum. That was her secret to staying
calm.
She made one final check, and she assured Holly that everything from her
catering service was to perfection. She looked back and watched as Holly
swallowed the last of her drink. She was shocked when Holly she asked if she had
eaten. When she shook her head no, Holly took the glass from her, and she pulled
her toward the buffet table. Amber picked up a celery stick and dipped it into
the dressing, and she held it to Holly's lips. Amber turned her head and laughed
when she told her to watch. She slid the celery into her mouth and licked the
dressing from it as Holly watched her . . .