Ivana Pushing Sissy's Limits

All the new faces got us gabbing too much and drinking too much. We were late getting everything started. The girls sent me downstairs with chips and dip to hold off the guys for a while longer. On my way back to the kitchen, I passed through the archway under the mistletoe at the same time as Karen was rushing toward the pantry.

She was a buzzed. She stopped and kissed me on the lips a little too long.

"Lezbos," Mary joked as Karen broke off the kiss.

Everyone laughed.

"We all want to do it," Cindy, one of the new wives said. "Leslie's just so darling."

The women had danced around it before, but once they saw I took teasing without getting angry, they unleashed a barrage of questions about my lifestyle. Soon it worked its way into a discussion about Karen and me and our crush. Finally, the alcohol took over and many of the wives admitting to wanting to catch me under the mistletoe. Inhibitions vanished.

The word worked its way down to the guys and people became acutely aware of passing each other under the arch.

The drinks kept coming and without any substantial food to sop it up, the party had the feeling it was on the verge of getting out of control.

Karen's kiss started all the women getting a little handsy with me. When a bunch of repressed women got the green light to explore their sexuality, it quickly escalated into going overboard. They kept corralling me under the mistletoe to get a taste of my lipstick and I can't say that I was resisting. Somebody was going to end up getting fucked before the night was over.

As the end of halftime neared, the hot food was finally ready. The guys all rushed upstairs to fill a plate before the third quarter started. I was hurrying to get some of the guys a beer when Burke passed me under the mistletoe. His mouth was on mine before I knew what was happening. I had a beer in both hands and he had me gathered up so I couldn't get away until he was done, and believe me, he explored my mouth thoroughly.