The Party

By JC McCreary

Sherry is a no nonsense, knows what she wants and how to get it young woman. This year at her annual Christmas Eve gathering she wants Richie, a self made millionaire, though questionable, business man of sorts as her date for the evening. A few days before the event Richie has a revelation of his own, by way of a dream. He wants Sherry for more than just "a date for the evening" but as he gets dressed to meet his future "bride" at her condo, he is surprised by Kelly. She is a dark secret from his past, someone that Sherry nor any of his other friends must EVER find out about. While Richie is delayed trying to get away from Kelly, Sherry is at her condo, dressed to kill with all the champagne and delicious appetizers, waiting for her man and her friends. She looks out the window, watching what had been predicted as a snow storm of 2 to 3 inches, turn into a blizzard! Funny thing but, the snow will not be the reason that none of her guest ever arrive at "THE PARTY"! Copyright (c) February 2010 by JC McCreary,

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jul 29, 2010
• ISBN: 9781452016856

JC McCreary

JC is a down to earth, tell it like it really is, type of person. She is known to her friends and family as "having no cut on her cards" . JC enjoys the laughter she receives when she gives her colorfully playful descriptions of the people and events in her life! She loves entertaining and gets rave reviews for her skills in the kitchen. A good day for her is to have made someone else happy.

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Sherry

It was Christmas Eve 2009 and there was a light snow just beginning to fall over Washington, DC. Sherry was quite pleased with herself as she sat in the living room of her enormous 2 bedroom condo. It was on the top floor of a 12 story grey stone building just off of Connecticut Ave. She had finished her shopping two days ago and was just putting the last of her already wrapped packages under the tree. Sherry had selected a Fraser Fir again this year and it was beautiful. Just a little over 9 ft tall and wide enough to look impressive in front of the French doors that led to a huge concrete terrace with a magnificent view of the city. Sherry was single. She had never been married and had no children. Her brag to her married girlfriends was that she was living the life meant for her. She was career oriented and owned and operated a successful catering company called Dinner for 2. The business specialized in intimate candlelight suppers but could also accommodate larger parties and receptions. She employed a host of about 25 employees, all of whom were very colorful yet very trustworthy and reliable, well almost all of them. Tonight a few of them would be coming over to celebrate the holiday season at her place and be treated to some specialty holiday dishes and cocktails. The party was an annual event that Sherry always looked forward to. She loved to entertain and show off to her friends. Usually the party was filled with the singles in her circle of friends and their dates as well as some of her employees. Christmas Eve was a night when married with children couldn’t get away for any down time. Sherry’s friends often accused her of purposely scheduling the party so that certain folks couldn’t attend. She would just smile and say if you really wanted to come, you’d find a way. Sherry was slightly worried this year about the date she had chosen for the party. She was a beautiful black woman with caramel colored skin, just an inch over 5 ft tall. She had a slight problem of overeating when she was stressed or worried but was able to maintain her weight between 125 to 130 lbs by using the stair master that she kept at the office, doing stomach crunches, and hitting the track at a nearby high school when she had time. She went to the nail salon every two weeks for a fill in and full pedicure, even in the winter, when most of her girlfriends cut pedicures back to just a polish change please. Mandatory was an eye brow and chin wax too, no self tweezing for this girl. Sherry’s hair was light brown and about shoulder length. She wore it out only occasionally though, choosing most of the time to wear a very fly weave or hair piece, done professionally of course, just for convenience sake, it was just easier than managing her own hair. Her date for the evening, one of three she could have chosen, was an older gentleman that she liked a little too much. Richie was very handsome, though not that tall at 5ft 7 inches; he had an air of authority about him. When he walked into a room he commanded attention. He was a self made millionaire of sorts. He had made some good investments, though questionable, he was living comfortably without having to show up daily at any job. Of course, all of this made Richie quite an asshole. He was arrogant and selfish at times. He grew up poor and was still not used to money so he was prone to brag a lot. Richie had no real friends because he ran the ones who would truly be his friend away with gossip and lies. The others stayed around him for the freebies he handed out for listening to the gossip and lies about the others. Sherry liked the way she and Richie looked together. It took some time for her to get him. While she was wondering why he did not ask her out he, although arrogant, did not think she would be interested. He was used to dealing with women with low self esteem or who needed his money. Sherry fit neither of those descriptions. Some men are okay with knowing that the reason a woman is with him is because of what he has or who he knows. Men sometimes do not know how to react when they run across a woman that truly is attracted to and likes him for him. Sherry saw a softer side of Richie; she wanted to take care of him. Do things for him that she felt he never got a chance to enjoy, like a home cooked meal. He was always eating out, never entertaining his business partners at his home. He always met with them at local watering holes or in restaurants. Believe me Sherry was not interested in marriage, especially not with Richie. She just felt sorry for him, for anyone who had what he did and did not seem to be enjoying it to the fullest. If you caught Richie when he didn’t think anyone was watching, he looked very deep in thought and sad like an actor when the cameras were off. When he had everybody’s attention he was the life of the party with his crazy stories and off the wall humor. Richie was extremely energetic for a man in his fifties and that energy flowed over into the bedroom which was a very good thing! His penis was not huge, but it was long and thin and he could go for hours and had all the right moves. He made love to her breasts, ate pussy like it was sweet potato pie, and although she had never been into it before she met him, his dick was just the right size for going in the back door. Richie loved anal sex and had gotten her addicted to it too! He had medium brown skin with only a slight hole in his ‘fro as they say. His hair was always neatly cut and tapered and he was very well dressed, a dapper Dan you could say. Richie had a very nice build; he was muscular and fit because he worked out regularly. He even had a small room in his house equipped as a gym. Sherry snapped out of her daydreaming and looked at the time. She had to put the finishing touches on her outfit and makeup which wasn’t going to be much. She had chosen a pair of soft pink hostess pants with matching top that showed lots of cleavage. Sherry was proud of her 36 Cs and showed them off whenever she could. They were real show stoppers especially when she boosted them even more with a Victoria’s Secret push-up bra. She knew most of the other women who were coming to the party would opt for red or green outfits to go with the season. Some would do black because that is always sexy. Sherry had decided that she would accessorize her ensemble with a pair of 2 carat diamond stud earrings that one of her other boyfriends gave her for her birthday. She put a thick 14 carat gold wedding band on the ring finger of her right hand. She had purchased the ring at a pawn shop some years ago strictly for decoration. No other jewelry would be worn in anticipation of the gift from Richie which she knew or hoped would be a diamond necklace or bracelet of some sort. She always let her male friends know that she liked girly stuff and that diamonds were not just her best friend, Sherry actually considered them to be close relatives. As she was still admiring herself in the mirror, she thought she heard the intercom that was a signal from the doorman that a visitor was waiting downstairs. She glanced at the crystal encased clock on the table in the hallway. If it was someone arriving for the party they were terribly early! She hurried to the front entry way to answer the buzzer, yes she said. Curtis, the doorman who was fortunate to work on Christmas and New Year’s, because a lot of people out and about on those holidays felt generous and his tips would probably end up being well worth giving up the time off, said, good evening Ms. Taylor, there is a gentlemen here to see you. Sherry grinned to herself and without even asking the gentlemen’s name replied thanks Curtis, send him on up. She went into the kitchen to get a bottle of champagne out of the wine cooler and placed two flutes that she had chilled on the counter before returning to the door just in time for his knock. After taking another glance in the mirror, she hurried to the door. She just knew it was Richie. Sometimes he liked to get there early and try to get a quickie before they went out or other guests arrived. If they were going out, nine times out of ten, they ended up having to shower again; Richie’s quickies were anything but quick. That man sure knew how to pay attention to detail! Ummm, just thinking about their love making escapades made her moist down there. Well if that is what he intended it was not going to work tonight! Sherry had no intention of messing up her hair or make-up. Richie would just have to wait until after the party to get some. As soon as she heard the tap on the door she flung it open and started to tell him that his little plan was a no go tonight, Richie I have no intention of, she looked up and noticed that the gentlemen standing there grinning at her in the door way was not Richie at all! Gregory what on earth are you doing here? Hi baby, damn you look delicious as always, ain’t you gonna let me in? Greg was standing there with this huge grin on his face holding what looked like a magnum of champagne in one hand and a huge beautifully gift wrapped box in the other. She realized immediately that he was more than a little tipsy. Greg, what are you doing here, she asked him again? He laughed as he pushed past her and entered the condo without invitation. You thought I didn’t know about your little party tonight? I’ve known for weeks and I waited and waited for you to say something- invite me and you never did! Sherry was confused; her mind was reeling with a million thoughts. All she could say was what, how did you? Greg put his packages down and said, Your girlfriend Beatrice was all too happy to bust you out! I ran into her downtown at the Shops a few weeks ago and she pretended to let the information slip out. That ugly little bitch! She wasn’t even coming to the party. Beatrice was one of the married with children who could never make it to her Christmas parties! Beatrice was jealous of Sherry because she was free of all the responsibilities that she had chosen to endure with those three brats and that ugly, sorry ass man she called a husband! Greg I, he cut her off again by placing a very big and very sloppy kiss on her lips. It’s okay he said, we never said we were not going to date other people. It’s just that in the nine months that we have known each other we have spent all the main holidays and our birthdays’ together. I guess I just assumed that we would spend the most important holiday of all, Christmas, together! Sherry, don’t you know, don’t you feel it too? I love you; I have from the first moment I saw you! Good grief, Sherry thought as she looked at Greg sitting there on her couch with Richie and at least ten other guests on the way to what was supposed to be the party of the season! She didn’t know what to say to him. She cared about Greg that was true, and no doubt he was fine as hell. He was tall, 6 ft 3 inches, and weighed about 220 lbs. He had smooth, dark skin the color of chocolate and it was the same all over his entire body, except for the tip of his penis, which was slightly pink. Greg was 37 years old and had a full head of thick curly black hair that Sherry loved to run her fingers through. He always kept it neatly tapered but had that unruly style that looked as if he had just taken some braids out without combing. Greg was the athletic type, he played basketball with his friends and watched or went to every sporting event he could. If it was football season he had tickets to that, if it was basketball season he had tickets for that. He had even gotten Sherry interested in sports and they had planned to host a Super bowl party this year. She had actually learned enough