Grim Fairy Tales Ch. 01

byDocCIS©

I remembered talking to Jason about the problems and him throwing me a lifeline, offering to pick up the costume. "It wouldn't be any problem," he said over lunch. "I'm here anyways and I could pick it up and meet Jess at the hotel. It's what you were planning anyways, just a different messenger," he explained. "That will give her plenty of time to do what she has to do to impress the other partners," he had told me enthusiastically.

I recalled his words vividly, now wondering if he had meant something much, much more. At the time it seemed he was merely helping me out, but I now had huge doubts.

Back then, I could not believe my luck, telling Jason I had ordered a Snow White costume for her. I suddenly recalled his open interest, and him asking which sexy version of the costume I had ordered. Again, back at the time I had shrugged off his comments, but with the image of him with his arms wrapped around my wife on the screen, I again wondered if he meant something else entirely.

I vaguely remembered him being disappointed when I showed him the costume I had ordered, recalling him rolling his eyes at me.

"A woman as sexy as Jess should be shown off," he had said, but let the matter drop.

The idea of my best friend seeing my wife as more than just my wife had been disturbing even back then, but I realized there was some underlying excitement coursing through me at the time, but I did not want him to know how I felt.

I suddenly realized I had the thought he would not pull anything on his friend's wife. I had assumed those many years ago his offer had been genuine, to help her out.

As I looked again upon the frozen image on the screen, I realized I was seeing what happened after my wife and Jason had met for drinks. Jason had known Jess in undergraduate school, so I had not been worried about them meeting up; however, this many years later I wondered what was on the video.

Back then Jason had been single, but I still could not believe he would encroach upon another man's wife. I saw I was barely into the video, so began to have doubts; however, at the time of when this occurred I had left town secure in the knowledge that Jess would be well-taken care of by my friend.

My hand shaking as I wondered what the hell was going on, I pressed 'Play' again on the video, watching as Jess and Jason broke their embrace.

Jason moved out of the picture and shortly returned carrying a suitcase and a box, the latter which he handed to Jess. "Here's your costume. You can get ready in the bathroom and I'll get ready out here," he told her. "That way we can join the party together, and I'll introduce you to the other Junior Partners," he told her as Jess opened the lid of the box.

I saw her expression of surprise as she looked up at Jason.

"Jim picked this?" she asked, her fingers moving through the material in the box tentatively.

Jason merely shrugged, telling her, "Hey, I am just the delivery person and babysitter," he told her as Jess shook her head.

"He told me I was dressing as Snow White," she finally said as she shrugged, "but I was thinking Disney style. Still, I did tell him to pick whatever," she said as she picked up her overnight make-up bag and the costume box and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

My mind wondered what the hell she was talking about, as I knew the costume I had picked had been exactly what she was expecting when movement on the laptop screen caught my attention. I watched Jason pick up the phone, dialing a number.

After a few seconds, he started talking, "She's getting into the outfit now, we're in room 2118, so get everybody together and come down here," he said into the phone before hanging up.

Once again I wondered what the hell was going on as I watched Jason again dial the phone. This time he was apparently calling room service, watching and listening as he ordered a half case of the house Merlot and a dozen glasses.

At the last minute he stopped from hanging up the phone and returned the receiver back to his ear. "Oh, and do you happen to have hot fudge and whipped cream?" he said into the phone. I saw him smile as he replied back, "No, no, we will have our own treat to pour it on, just make sure that is included," he said, chuckling as he hung up the phone.

My mind in turmoil, I watched in morbid fascination as Jason stripped and began changing into his costume. I realized after he put on a fluffy white beard he was dressing up as a dwarf, complete with red cap and boots.

Looking at him, I could barely tell who he was, the beard hiding most of his face. In fact, if I had not watched him put on the costume, it would have taken several minutes to recognize him.

Immediately after he was dressed, I heard a knock on the door and Jason moved out of the camera's view to open it. I then saw him ushering in a bellhop who had six bottles of wine with several glasses on a cart, as well as a gravy pourer over a lit Sterno can and a canister of whipped cream.

I watched as Jason tipped the bellboy and poured a glass of wine, filling it to the brim. Moving to the bathroom, he knocked on the door and I stared in shock as Jess opened the door wide open, clad in nothing but her lace bra and panties!

"I'm still getting my make-up on," she told Jason in explanation, not at all phased at being half nude before my best friend.

Jason merely smiled, obviously admiring the view of my half-naked wife as he said, "Well, you could go like that and I don't think anybody will complain," he laughed as Jess smiled, posing for him as he handed her the glass of wine.

Jess took a sip and nodded before finally closing the door.

I could only stare at the screen wondering how she could feel so comfortable being half-naked in front of another man as I heard the door knock again. Watching intently, Jason moved out of the view of the camera to answer the door, to my surprise I watched as the room filled up with men!

All of them had beards on—all dressed up as dwarves. At first I could not recognize them, but as they started talking in low voices, I began to recognize a few of them. I heard and recognized Greg Johnson and Peter Ornithson, both friends of mine, as well as a few other Junior Partners of the firm. As I stared at the screen, I realize all seven of the Junior Partners—including Jason—were in the hotel suite, all dressed as dwarves.

I became noticeably conscious of my half-naked wife in the next room, suddenly putting together the idea of them dressed as dwarves and my wife dressing as Snow White.

My mind wondered what the hell was going on as I recalled a bit of the conversation with my wife when I told her what she was wearing and her mentioning I needed to supply seven dwarves for her at the party.

I once again could only stare as Jason poured everybody glasses of wine, wondering again what the hell was going on.

I heard Jess' voice come through the door several minutes later. "Are you sure this is the costume Jim picked? It doesn't seem to leave much to the imagination," I heard her muffled voice through the door.

The guys in the room snickered as Jason made a motion to quiet them before replying. "As I said, I am merely the messenger, Jim picked Snow White, and that is what I picked up," he said, grinning to the guys.

"More like Whore White," Greg Johnson said to the other guys' laughs.

I recalled Greg had also known Jess at Northwestern, for the hundredth time wondering what the hell was going on.

"I can't wait to see those firm tits again," one of the other Junior Partners—Donald Jones—said. I recalled him stating he had also gone to Northwestern, although graduating a couple years after Jess.

"Are you sure she'll go for this?" another one of the men, Bill Merle I recognized by his voice, asked.

Jason smiled. "You remember her motto, 'Jess Undresses to Impress,'" he told the man. "Trust me, you can take the girl out of the slut, but not the slut out of the girl," he laughed. "Besides, you were there when we hired Jim—in fact, if I remember, YOU only gave up your gold ball when she let you fuck her in the ass you bastard," he laughed again as the men made a toast, drinking their wine and pouring more.

"What the fuck!" I murmured yet again into the empty garage.

The gold ball referred to was an old custom at the firm. The practice had originally started in the 1800's, and the method of voting for employees, partners, and such had been designating ballot boxes for each perspective individual. Coins had been used which were placed into the ballot boxes to vote on what candidate would be hired or promoted. The tradition continued on even today, although now we used solid gold marbles which were handed out at the time of each vote and used to case the ballots.

"Besides," Jason continued, "I told her all the Junior Partners are here and will be making the decision on whether Jim makes the cut or not. If there's one thing I know about Jess Nelson besides her tight pussy, it's willing to do anything to help her husband advance," he grinned, using Jessica's maiden name.

"You fucking bastard," I muttered under my breath at the image on the screen.

At that moment the bathroom door opened and my mouth fell open in shock.

Jess stood in the doorway, obviously dressed as Snow White, but not in the costume I had ordered! Instead, she was wearing an extremely short frilly yellow skirt barely covering her hips and a poufy white lacy petticoat underneath, pushing the yellow material out from her body. The skirt and petticoat barely extended to her upper thighs, which I noticed were covered by thigh-high white stockings with red bows at the tops. And speaking of tops, gone was the peasant blouse where I imagined Jess' tits filling out and in its stead, a tiny bandeau-type halter in blue with red stripes. The top was barely a bikini top, Jess' breasts bulging out on all sides of the 'blouse' showing off more of her breasts than it covered!

Around her neck was a leather white choker studded with silver to which was attached a white dog leash!

I stared at the screen in shock as Jess stood there, holding her leash in one hand. I then noted her wearing white gloves as well as a tiara in her hair with a red bow. It was then I noted her being tall—wearing at least six-inched heeled red platform shoes on her feet.

I could not believe my eyes as I looked upon my now raven-haired wife standing in front of seven Junior Partners of the firm looking like a fairy tale stripper! All I could do was stare at the bikini-like top she was wearing, still not believing how most of her breasts, as well as her legs and abdomen, were exposed to the men in the room.

There were a few wolf whistles as she looked at the room in surprise, asking, "What the hell is this?"

Jason moved up to her, handing her another glass of wine as he took the leash out of his hand, saying, "Snow White, I present to you, the Seven Dwarves," he said proudly.

Jessica looked at the men and her surprise slowly changed to a smile as she looked one after the other before taking a long pull at her glass of wine.

"I assume these are the Junior Partners voting for Jim's promotion?" she asked Jason, who walked further into the room, leading Jess by the leash.

I could not believe how nonchalantly she followed Jason, led by a dog leash, further into the room--or how composed she was, and dressed like a tramp in front of the company's junior staff.

"You would assume correctly," Jason said as he smiled. "First, let me introduce Horny," Jason said proudly.

I watched as Greg stood up and walked to Jess, who was smiling at the name. Immediately he wrapped his arms around my wife, pulling her towards him as he gave her a deep French kiss!

Jess' only response was to moan as she returned the kiss, her face buried in his fake white beard. I watched in trepidation as Greg/Horny's hands moved across her bare back, then slid down to pull up her skirt and giving the room an open view of my wife's bare ass as he blatantly squeezed.

Jess' only response was to moan louder.

After over a minute of French kissing and feeling up my wife's ass, he stepped away.

I could not move, my mind was in shock and a blank as I watched Jason hand Jess a refill of wine. She quickly downed it as he announced, "And next, Lusty," he smiled.

Yet again I watched as another fake-bearded Junior Partner, Dan Hunter, came up to Jess. Just like Greg/Horny, he gave her a deep French kiss, his hand roaming across her body as their tongues visibly lashed against each other's. Dan had never met Jess, so I could only stare in shock as I watched my wife rub her body against another of my co-workers, this one a complete stranger!

I could only stare as one-by-one, each of the men were introduced—Promiscuous, Well-hung, Drippy, and Hard-on—each moving up to Jess and giving her a deep French kiss which she returned with equal fervor as their hands roamed over her body.

Bill Merle/Drippy reached down and I watched as his hand cupped Jess' crotch, her moans getting louder, muffled only by their melded mouths and his fake beard as he slowly began rubbing her between the legs.

I stared in shock as Jess' response beyond her moans was to spread her legs further apart!

As he left, Peter moved up to her—Hard-on Jason identified him. I could only gape as his name lived up to him—he was pitching a large tent in his dwarven trousers. He too reached between Jess' legs, rubbing her crotch as their tongues explored their mouths. What seemed like hours—although was only mere minutes—passed before he backed away.

Finally Jason smiled as he handed Jess another full glass of wine. I stared in fascination as Jess downed it as he moved up to her.

"And of course, you know me, Cums-A-Lot," he smiled.

Jess laughed at the name and I watched him move towards her. Unlike the others, he pulled her in front of him, her back against his chest as she faced the other men who were sitting or standing around the bed. Jason moved his hands around Jess' waist, sliding up her torso where he proceeded to grip her breasts, massaging them in front of the crowd of men while he ground his pelvis into her ass.

In response Jess tilted her head back into Jason's shoulder, but still looking and smiling at the men in front of her as she gasped. My mouth was hanging open as I watched my best friend and Junior Partner of the firm openly grope my wife's chest, the flesh kneading between his fingers like dough.

I could only stare in shock and awe at what I was seeing. I never had any indication of her being unfaithful, and my heart sunk into my gut as it pounded out my shock. I had a mixture of feelings—shock, disappointment, betrayal, trepidation, humiliation—all of these and more enveloped my body.

It was then that I realized there were other emotions, darker emotions of excitement, anticipation, desire, lust, and exhilaration.

My pulse was beating fast not just from the negative emotions, but ones I could only identify as excited ones. I shifted in my seat, suddenly conscious of my rock-hard cock poking into my jeans as I stared at the video on the screen.

I watched as Jess' breasts were continuously manipulated, and then her finally raising her head, looking at each of the men as a small smile appeared on her face, all of this happening as her body was groped by Jason.

His hands still gripping her breasts, I heard Jason tell her, "We decided since you could not have the release you wanted from your absent Prince Charming, your faithful dwarves would help you out," he told her as he pulled her top down, exposing Jessica's breasts to the guys in front of her!

The men all cheered at my wife's bared chest as I gaped at the laptop, transfixed as Jason slowly guided Jess to the bed. Reaching the foot of the bed, he turned her around to face him before slowly pushing her back, laying her down on the bed, her breasts still exposed to everybody in the room.

Harry Rudd—who Jason had introduced as Promiscuous and who I recognized by him being the oldest Junior partner—stood over Jess holding the gravy pourer containing the hot fudge. Looking down at her, he said, "If I remember right, you enjoyed hot wax poured on your tits, but this will be much tastier," he said, pouring the steaming chocolate upon my wife's bared breasts!

Jess immediately cried out—but I knew not from pain, recognizing her exclamation of sheer pleasure as Harry then bent down on the bed and, ripping off his beard, lowered his mouth to Jess' chocolate-covered left breast. Looking on in amazement, Jess gasped as her breast was sucked into his mouth, immediately groaning in response as I imagined his tongue and teeth assaulting her nipple.

"What the fuck?" I muttered again. "When has she ever met Harry?" I asked myself, as I was not aware of Jess ever crossing paths with Harry—who was much too old to have known Jess in school—and yet he was completely familiar with her acceptance to breast torture. Then I recalled the comment made by Jason about my interview period, wondering what the hell had happened then.

In complete horror I watched as another of the Junior Partners, Paul Fleming, pulled own his dwarf shorts, his large cock springing free as he climbed on the opposite side of the bed, moving towards my wife's face.

In my agitated mind, I remembered Jason introducing him as Well-hung and had to agree with the name as he guided his at-least-twelve-inched dick to my wife's mouth.

One of the other guys tossed him the canister of whipped cream, which he squirted onto his massive erection before moving it closer to Jess' face.

Jess did not say a word as she opened her lips, sucking the member into her mouth, as the man slowly inserting inch by inch of his whip creamed covered cock into her mouth!

Whipped cream was smeared across Jess' face, but she continued to suck as Paul slowly fed his manhood into my bride's moth.

Absently I watched as another Junior Partner, Dan Hunter, moved beside Paul and bent down, taking her other breast into his mouth.

Meanwhile Greg Johnson had pulled up Jess' skirt, revealing a small lace thong. Spreading her legs, I could just make out the folds of her slit on each side of the thong as he too pulled off his beard and lowered his face between her legs.

Jess moaned around the cock in her mouth in response as her hips began bucking, as reality hit me once again at the sudden realization of one of my other friends now eating out my wife—while she sucked another of my co-workers! And two more suckled her chocolate-coated breasts!

I could only stare in horror as the rest of the men slowly began to undress—both themselves and my wife. Greg moved out from between Jess' legs, sliding her skirt and petticoat off of her, the red G-string panties hugging her hips as he threw the material behind him.

Soon they were all naked, seven men and my wife. The men had left on their dwarven hats, and a few even kept their beards on, while they had left the thigh-high white netted stockings and red shoes on Jessica, along with her bright red G-string.

Seeing her naked except for her stockings and shoes, tiara and bow, collar and G-string, while a group of naked, erect men surrounded her. I felt my cock harden as they began rotating getting on the bed as she began alternatingly sucking one after another of the men—my coworkers and friends—while others alternated eating her out.

This continued for quite a few minutes—and eventually her G-string was ripped off of her—when I realized the inevitable would happen. Like watching a train wreck and helpless to do anything about it, I stared at the screen as Jason finally climbed on the foot of the bed and moved between Jess' legs. Lifting her legs to his shoulder, he arched her up as one of the other guys placed a pillow beneath her ass.

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