Hog Roast Ch. 02 - Stag Auction

"Sooooo...." I extended the word as I thought about how to explain. "I took a nude modelling job a month ago to buy a car, because mine broke down and I had no money, and it turned out to be for a frat party and I met this guy, Connor, who is my new boss's son - apparently, but you would know that because your married to my boss, I found out Friday because I'm dating Connor now, and he and his frat brother's are some of the bachelors at this charity thing here but I didn't realize it was the same event until we got here."

I spewed the story in one long run on sentence without taking a breath.

Livvy stared at me for a beat, "Oh honey." She finally said, "if you needed money for a car, I could have loaned you cash, or a car. Why didn't you ask me?"

"That's where your focused in that whole story?" I asked, amazed.

"Well, it's the first part," Livvy said.

"Well, I didn't know that you were so rich!" I replied, exasperated. "And anyway, I don't like asking for help if I can do it myself. Which brings me to the point of my job. You got me my job! Not me, you." I whined.

"Honey," Livvy frowned and hugged me.

"I'm sorry," I told her. "I am grateful for that job, and I shouldn't care how I got it. But why didn't you tell me my new boss is your husband?" I sniffled into Livvy's hair.

Livvy looked embarrassed, "I don't know. I guess I was worried you wouldn't approve of me basically being a trophy wife."

"Girl," it was my turn to offer a hug as Livvy sniffled into my hair. "I just want you to be happy."

Livvy stood back and grinned at me, "I am happy. But, if you're dating Connor do you know that means I could be, like, your mom?"

"Agh, don't say that!" I laughed.

Livvy looked thoughtful, "so, if Connor is one of the bachelors, then we have to make sure you get him!"

"Are, are you going to buy your son for me, mom?" I teased.

Livvy nodded solemnly, "absolutely, honey."

It was a good five minutes until we stopped laughing and were calm enough to leave the bathroom. But, before heading out, we checked ourselves in the mirror.

I was wearing a tight-fitting black dress that was mid-thigh length. The top was a halter style with straps that tied around the back of my neck. The material was thick and stretchy, which helped to minimize my stomach fat while maximizing my boobs and butt. It was a sexy dress. I paired it with 3-inch pink heels, just because I like pink.

Livvy was tall and thin, but she had the same size boobs. I always figured that they were surgically enhanced, but I never asked. Essentially, Livvy looked like a swimsuit model. I imagined her with my boss. He was in his late 50's, completely gray haired, with a little paunch and overly tan skin. But he was energetic and cheerful and seemed kind, just like Livvy. I bet they made a good couple.

"What?" Livvy asked me as she was fixing up her lipstick.

"I was just imagining you with my boss, uh, Mr. Flannigan, err... Ian. I think you go well together. You're both happy and nice people."

"Aw, Pearl. I love you."

"I love you too, girl."

"Ok, let's go get you hooked up with my son!"

We walked out into the restaurant together. Near the front of the room was a display that gave information about the charity, with photos of sick kids and documents on things the hospital needed. But, when you looked away from that table, the place looks like an Abercrombie and Fitch store, all dim and darkly colored and smelling of cologne.

The large room was full of well-dressed society people, liked I'd seen tons of times at other charity events. As usual, the crowd was mostly women. Clearly the stag auction was meant to capitalize on the gender disparity of charitable donors. I wondered how many of these women would be using their husbands' money to buy a date.

Walking through the crowd and chatting with potential donors, were hot, naked men. When Giorgio had said that only their cocks would be covered, he'd meant it. All the men had on were thongs with a bold number printed on the front. Well, that and stag heads. Margo really knew how to embrace a theme.

"Oh no." I gasped. "How will we recognize Connor?"

Livvy frowned, "don't you know what he looks like naked?"

"We haven't got that far!" I complained, regretting my restraint on Friday night.

"Hmm, well maybe he'll find us?" Livvy suggested.

"Piggy!" A delighted masculine voice cut into our conversation.

My cheeks flamed red. I should have known better than to expect that I could go unrecognized just because there was a month and a dress separating me from that humiliating event.

"Don't be a jackass." Livvy reprimanded the anonymous man.

"But, but, but... It's piggy." The man sounded confused.

"Her name is Pearl."

"Oh gods..." I moaned sadly.

Another hot stag appeared, "it is piggy! Bros, bros! Piggy's here!"

A whole group of semi-naked men swarmed Livvy and I. It was like being surrounded by excited puppies, pleasant but overwhelming. I couldn't help but notice that a lot of them were sporting erections under their numbered thongs. My face was red with embarrassment and Livvy's was red with anger.

"Boys, behave!" Giorgio pushed his way through the group. "Kindly do not mob the guests. Remember, you are here to support the children's hospital by attracting donors, go mingle now. Shoo! Shoo!"

The guys dispersed slowly under the force of Giorgio's authority.

"Darling! You should have told me you were coming. I could have prepared the poor boys for the shock." Giorgio smiled at me.

"I didn't know I was coming until I got here, Livvy brought me." I told him.

"Well, what's done is done," Giorgio dismissed that topic airily. "Nice to meet you, Livvy."

"Nice to meet you..."

"Giorgio," I supplied.

"Giorgio," Livvy finished.

"Livvy is Connor's stepmom," I added helpfully.

"Oh, Connor is such a darling man, perfect for our Pearl, don't you think?" Giorgio crooned.

Livvy smiled, "I'd like to buy him for her, do you know his number?"

"Oh, what a brilliant idea! Sadly, I do not know his number, but I will try to find out for you, darling."

"I like him!" Livvy commented as Giorgio sauntered away.

"Yeah, but be careful. He can convince you to do anything, and make you think it was your idea all along. He's like an evil mastermind or something."

Livvy laughed, "sounds he would make a great friend!"

I rolled my eyes, "let's find Connor."

I grabbed a couple tiny tarts off of an appetizer tray and popped them in my mouth. I offered a tart to Livvy, but she shook her head. I often wondered if she didn't like food, or if she just had iron self-control.

We wandered around the restaurant. Several stag heads turned in our direction as we passed. Unfortunately, I didn't know if that was because one of the frat guys recognized me, the guy was lusting after Livvy, or it was Connor, and he just didn't come over and say 'hi' for some reason.

Somehow, it was creepier to be watched by masked guys while they were semi-naked and I was clothed, than it had been to be stared at while I was naked. My skin prickled. It was hard to enjoy watching when I felt like the eye-candy was watching back, especially when I couldn't see their face to tell if they were aroused, or disgusted.

I supposed I could check their packages for signs of arousal. But staring at their crotches seemed rude, somehow. And yet, it was hard to look anywhere else.

"Pearl!" A muffled voice spoke next to me.

I jumped and turned, "Connor?" I asked the stag head. I couldn't help but run my eyes down the body under that mask. Lean, ropey muscles and wispy dark hair greeted me. My pussy appreciated the view.

"Like what you see?" The stag asked, not answering my question. He flexed a little, all his muscles popping out boldly.

My mouth went dry.

"That's not Connor," Livvy pointed out. "Connor is blond."

"Some blond men have dark body hair," I protested.

"Well, I've seen Connor in a bathing suit, and that's not him."

"Agh, ok." I accepted her expertise on the matter of my maybe-boyfriend's body.

"Why Connor? I'm hotter." The stag said. "Is it because he beat up Keith? I can do that too."

"Um?" Was he actually hitting on me? I thought back to that night a month ago. I had not noticed any other guys that night except Connor. I hadn't really anticipated that any of them were actually attracted to me, no matter what Giorgio said.

"Yeah, we all agreed that Keith was being a dick and you were a lot of fun. So, Connor is not your only option."

"Ok, but um, I..." I flushed.

"Pearl is dating Connor." Livvy said emphatically. "Could you help us find him? Do you know his number?"

"Nah, I wasn't look at anyone's cocks when they put on their thongs. But, if she's looking for Connor, who're you looking for, hottie?" The stag easily transferred his flirting to Livvy.

Livvy flashed her hand at him, "I'm married."

"That's not a problem for me," he said, cheekily.

"Come on, he's not going to be helpful," Livvy pulled me away.

"No one ever looks at me when I'm with you," I said, still marveling.

"Yes, they do! You just don't notice, and they usually aren't so forward."

"Oh."

"Pearl? Livvy?" Another stag appeared in our path.

"Um, Connor?" I asked, hopefully.

"It's me!" The stag waved. I noticed he was a bit bulkier than the last stag, but the extra bulk was mostly muscle. This one also had fine blond chest hair instead of brown.

"How do I know it's really you?" I asked, suspicious of deceptive frat boys.

Connor lifted his stag head up and smiled at me. "Hey!"

"Oh, thank goodness." I said relieved. I glanced down and checked his number, 8. Oh wow, his package was big, and hard. My hand reached out, itching to feel him. I stopped myself. It was not OK to fondle him in the middle of a charity event, no matter how few clothes he was wearing!

"So, Pearl tells me you're dating?" Livvy asked.

Connor put his head back on. "Yeah, but she made me promise not to tell my dad, so I didn't tell you either."

Livvy looked at me and quirked an eyebrow.

"He's my assistant! His dad is my boss! I didn't want it to get complicated." I defended my request for secrecy.

Livvy laughed, "oh, love. Ian won't mind if you date his son."

"Well, I hope not, because at the rate I'm going everyone in the city will know that not only am I dating my boss's son, who is my assistant, by the way, but also that I acted like a hog for a frat party last month!" My voice rose as I spoke, but I was still trying to be quiet.

Livvy and Connor hugged me while I got a handle on myself.

"Sorry, I'm fine." I said. Also, Connor's bare chest against my cheek distracted me nicely from my worries. I considered licking his nipple but resisted. Instead, I let my hand drop from his back to his naked ass and squeezed it.

"Livvy, can you please bid on me for Pearl? I'll pay you back." Connor said.

"Oh kid, that was the plan before we even found you. But sorry, you can't pay me back. This is a gift from me to Pearl." Livvy said.

"Somehow I feel like I'm the one being bought here, not Connor." I grumbled.

Livvy hugged me, smashing my mouth into her cleavage. "I just want to do something nice for my friend, now that I don't have to worry about you disapproving of my money anymore."

I rolled my eyes and laughed, "thank you, Livvy." I tried to be polite.

"Thank you, Livvy," Connor echoed me.

"Attention, please!" Giorgio's voice rang out over the restaurant. It was amazing how he could quiet a whole group of people so easily. "The auction will begin in twenty minutes! Stags, please make your way to the stage."

I noticed for the first time that a stage had been set up near the back of the room.

"I can't wait for our date," Connor said as he squeezed my ass and then headed up to the stage.

"Agh, he's cute." I said as I watched him go.

"Sure, if you like children." Livvy commented dryly.

I punched her in the arm, "be nice, mom."

Livvy laughed and put her arm through mine. "Come on, let's find a good place to watch the show."

The stags were lining up on stage in number order. I scanned the hot male bodies. Connor was definitely the hottest. Or maybe I was just biased?

Each stag came up to stand next to Giorgio to be auctioned. He described the date that went with them, all very nice and romantic evenings, then the man was auctioned off. When the bidding was over, he would take off his stag head and go sit with whoever won him to arrange details and timing of their date.

"Up next, a healthy young blonde buck. Win this stag, and you'll be going to see Tosca at the Midnight Galleria Opera House, with your very own box seats."

The auctioneer started, "We'll start the bidding at $1,000. Who has $1,000?"

Livvy raised her bidding paddle.

"There's a $500, who'll give me $750? There's $1,000, now $1,500..."

Livvy just kept waving her paddle, unconcerned about how expensive this was getting.

"$4,000 going once, twice, sold!"

Connor pulled off his stag mask and grinned at me. My heart fluttered and my clit twitched as he strolled over to us. Connor leaned down and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his mostly naked body, enjoying the feel of his bare skin. Connor dropped his hands to my ass and pressed me into him.

"Get a room!" Livvy interrupted us.

I stepped back, embarrassed. Connor let his hands slide off of my butt and grabbed one of my hands in his.

"Yes, mom." He said, smiling.

Livvy rolled her eyes at him.

Connor leaned down and whispered in my ear, "I don't want to wait for some opera to see you again. Let's go out tonight."

I was so horny, he was so hot, and all my good intentions of trying to develop a relationship slowly evaporated. "Ok," I agreed.

"Did you drive? I carpooled with some of the frat guys." Connor said.

I shook my head, "Livvy drove."

"Livvy, can you drive us home so I can pick up the roadster? I want to take Pearl for a drive."

"Yeah, sure kids." Livvy sighed.

When we left, I rode in the front seat with Livvy so she wouldn't feel like a chauffeur mom. Connor had changed into shorts and a t-shirt. He was quiet while Livvy and I chatted.

It was about a half-hour before Livvy pulled into a long driveway. She typed a code in to unlock the gate, and then drove into a large, wooded estate. A beautiful large and modern mansion came into view.

"Oh my god," I said, unable to hide my awe at seeing the house.

"Yeah, it's really too big for us. But Ian likes to keep a suite for each of his kids in case they want to visit." Livvy shrugged. "He has a lot of kids. Connor's the youngest though. After him, Ian got a vasectomy."

Livvy pulled into a circle in front of the house and parked. "Alright, everyone out!" She called like a bus driver.

"Want to see my room?" Connor asked hopefully.

I couldn't help but grin at him, "yeah, I really do."

Connor grabbed my hand and pulled me into the house. "Later, Livvy! Thanks for the ride."

"Thank you for Connor, Livvy!" I called out. As the door closed behind us I just glimpsed Livvy laughing and waving at me.

Connor's room, when you included his massive closet and private bathroom, was the size of my apartment. I gaped at his king size bed that looked too small for the space.

Connor stepped up behind me and held me close to his body. He ran his hands over my stomach, then up and squeezed my boobs. He kissed my ear and neck.

"You look so hot in that dress. I just want to take it off you." He said huskily.

"Yeah, ok." I agreed, tired of resisting my desire for him.

Connor groaned and pushed his hands under the fabric covering my chest, my boob pocket as Livvy called it, and pinched my nipples. My pussy pulsed with wetness, and I ground my ass against him. His cock was hard as it pressed into the small of my back.

Connor took his hands out of my dress and stepped back. He ran his hands over my sides, stopping to squeeze my stomach, then down and over my butt. He reached up and untied the top of my dress, then he unzipped the bottom of it, slowly.

He ran his hands down the sides of my dress and slipped it off of me. I immediately felt less sexy as all the support that the dress had given was gone. My stomach rolls felt flabby and my boobs unsupported, even with my bra on. At least I'd worn a nice matching bra and panties today. I did like to wear pretty underwear under a nice dress.

Connor ran his hands over my lacy pink panties that only half covered my ass. He walked around in front of me and stared at my boobs straining against my lacey pink bra. He touched my stomach and squeeze lightly.

"Mmmm... So pretty." He said.

"Your turn," I said. "I want to see everything. You've already seen all of me."

Connor took off his clothes quickly, like it was a race.

I laughed at his eagerness. He was muscular, but not like a body builder or a gym rat, like an athlete. A cyclist or a swimmer, maybe. Fine tawny hair covered his chest, and a line of hair ran down his abs to meet his pubic bush. His cock protruded, fully erect and thick.

I walked over to him, in my pink bra, panties, and high heels. He stroked his penis lightly, watching me with his green eyes. I wrapped my hand around his, helping him stroke himself, and kissed him.

"I want you to fuck me." I said.

"Yes, Ms. Anderson," Connor replied, smiling happily.

I ripped off my remaining clothes and shoes as quickly as he had earlier. Then, I climbed on Connor's giant bed.

"How do you want me, Connor?" I asked.

"I want to take you from behind, if you don't mind." He said.

I grinned and kneeled on the bed, showing him my fat ass just as I had that day I'd dared him to shoot me with his nerf arrows.

I felt the bed dip as Connor climbed on behind me. He stuck his fingers in my vagina, then rubbed them over my clit. I moaned happily.

I felt his thick cock push into me. I hadn't been fucked in over a year, and I had not realized how much I wanted to feel a penis in my vagina again. It felt amazing.

Connor began moving back and forth slowly, languorously. With each thrust, his balls slapped my pussy. It was too bad they weren't long enough to hit my clit, but I guess you can't have everything.

"Oh, that feels so good," I encouraged him.

Connor grabbed on to my stomach rolls with both hands and started thrusting harder and faster. My face ground into the bed with every push. I felt so full with him inside me.

Connor pulled out, "turn over," he said.

I rolled over and spread my legs. Connor grabbed my ankles in his hands and thrust his cock into me. Not slow anymore, now he was humping me roughly. I tried to meet his thrusts, but it wasn't easy with the speed he was maintaining.

I pinched my nipples and moaned appreciatively of his efforts. Connor pressed my legs up and himself forward until he could kiss me. We fucked with our tongues while Connor slowed his thrusting. Then, he stopped kissing me and went hard again.

Connor's whole body tensed as he spurt cum into my vagina. It was so much I could already feel it leaking out of me. Connor collapsed on me, leaving his penis in place while he laid his head on my chest. I stroked my hands over his back, enjoying the feel of having made him cum.

"Did you orgasm?" Connor asked.

"No, but I rarely do vaginally." I said. "I really like having your cock in me though."

"You're so soft and cuddly and hot and sexy." Connor said as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth lazily.

"You're very hot and sexy yourself," I told him.

"Mmphff..." Connor mumbled something around my breast.

We laid there until we drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it was dark outside and Connor was snoring next to me, where he'd apparently rolled off me. I pulled up the blanket from the side of the bed and wrapped it around me as much as possible, then I cuddled up with Connor.