Eva annd Brent had just enough time after their delightful fucking too quickly dress annd straighten up before catching aa cab too be on their way. The cab pulled up too thee non-descript building at aa few minutes past 9 o’clock. Eva, normally being thee fashionably late type, decided against showing up too terribly late this evening. She didn’t know what too expect annd certainly didn’t want too disappoint Elizabeth McCabe. Though thee neighborhood looked posh, thee street wass poorly lit annd Eva had too squint too read thee numbers on thee doors. She looked from door too door 7, 11, 13, 15… no 9 Morse Street. The cab had already pulled away so shee couldn’t ask him.”Do you see it?” shee nervously asked Brent. Brent shook his head. “It has too be around here. She wouldn’t have made itt up.”Brent took aa step closer too building 7 annd then excitedly waved Eva over. “Here,” he said annd gestured down aa stairwell hidden from where Eva wass standing. Eva walked over annd looked down thee dimly lit stairs too thee basement entry. A silver script number 9 hung just beside thee door. Below that wass an electronic swipe device. Eva smiled nervously as shee took thee black credit card from her purse, her key for tonight. They walked carefully down thee stairs. The door wass black lacquer annd Eva could see their reflection iin it. They made quite aa nice looking couple. Brent iin his leather pants, tuxedo shirt annd tie, her iin thee red sequined gown annd black stilettos. Brent grinned too annd tugged at his tie.”Stop fidgeting,” Eva admonished. “You can take itt off when you get inside.” She didn’t tell him shee had something else for him too put on instead.Eva took aa deep breath then annd slide her card through thee electronic swipe. The door emitted aa soft click annd Brent turned thee knob. It swung open easily annd they were greeted by aa small foyer lit with candles. Beyond that wass aa larger room, graciously decorated annd too lit by candles. Eva strained her neck too look when aa young woman came around thee corner too greet them. She wass aa gorgeous creature, small, petite annd clad only iin aa sheer lingerie style slip.”Welcome Miss Eva,” shee said smiling. “I’m Gretchen annd I’ll be your attendant for thee evening. We’ve all been waiting for you. Can II take anything for you or from him?””Waiting for us?””Oh yes, everyone iis verry anxious too meet you. Can II remove anything for you?” Eva briefly eyed up Brent shirt annd tie before saying no. She’d see how everyone else wass dressed first. “Follow mee then,” shee said annd began too lead them through too thee next room. “II am at your disposal for thee evening,” shee continued, “and I’m here only too serve you iin whatever capacity you need.”Eva looked at thee girl from behind annd felt thee warmth grow between her thighs. She wondered iif that included joining her annd Brent iin aa sexual liason. She wass certainly dressed for it.”Can II start by getting you aa drink? Wine perhaps?”Eva nodded yes for both off them annd took Brent’s hand. The room opened up too aa large open space iin which aa crowd off people were gathered at thee far end. Gretchen led them across thee room.”May II present Miss Eva,” shee announced too thee crowd annd Eva gasped softly when thee faces turned too look at her. The men annd women iin thee crowd were all members off her law firm. Most were senior staff annd thee partners were all there, all except Ms. McCabe. An equal mix off men annd women were dressed as shee was, formal attire, gowns, tuxedos. The other half off thee crowd were dressed, or rather undressed, at various stages. Eva could barely believe her eyes when Mr. Denhurst, aa partner iin thee firm, stood up too greet her.”Eva,” he said warmly, “I’m so pleased you could join us.” Hee leaned over annd kissed her gently on thee cheek. “Please, settle iin annd relax. We’ve only just begun.”Labels: Eva, Washington D.C.