The invited had arrived by the morning post, Chelsea was sat at the breakfast bar in her apartment, reading the letter attached and eating her cornflakes. After rereading the envelope and the details of the sender, she still didn’t know who they were or what relation she had with them in regards of being sent a formal invite to the Charity Gala held in three days time across the city. The thoughts quickly turned to what she would be wearing for the event and after a short search through her wardrobe, Chelsea concluded that she would need to purchase or hire a dress for the evening, so she got dressed and left her apartment to walk to the nearest dress shop to look at some designs. The young female assistant in the store was only too eager to help her in the search for a perfect dress, many different designs and colours were looked at and eventually Chelsea had been shown over 30 dresses which may suit her and she took to the changing room to try some on. When she exited with the first dress on, the young assistants eye widened and she smiled as she laid eyes on two massive juicy breasts, she immediately turned and disappeared into the back of the store and returned 2 minutes later with a dress bag over her arm, she handed it to Chelsea and told her to try that one. Chelsea took the bag and disappeared back into the changing room, she returned a few minutes later to stand in front of the long mirror wearing a sexy silver dress with a plunged neckline that stopped just above her naval. She studied the dress in the light, turning this way and that to see how it fitted her, she noticed that it showed a lot of her breasts, when she mentioned it to the assistant she was told that it was all the fashion and that a young woman with such gorgeous plump breasts should show them to the world. After a few more turns and a change of lighting, Chelsea agreed that the dress would be fine and she would hire it for the evening of the Charity Gala, to which the assistant was over the moon and immediately drew up the paperwork, then as Chelsea was leaving started returning the other dresses to their racks again.

The day of the Charity Gala arrived and Chelsea was sat eating breakfast, still none the wiser to who had sent the invitation to her until her phone rang, she leaped up from the couch and raced over to her mobile sitting on the sideboard, looking at the number she saw {Susie} and smiled, she answered the phone and was surprised to hear that it had been her old boss from the Bakery who had invited her to the Charity Gala as she had been instrumental in the production of the ‘lighter living bread loaf’ and she was to be getting a recognition for it. Immediately after ending the call, the butterflies started flying about in her stomach, the excitement and anticipation for the event coming up was bubbling inside her, but one constant remained which was how she was getting there without damaging her dress or looking like she had just walked halfway across the city to get there. Just as she about to pick up her phone to make a call, it rang and the caller Id was her friend from the bakery, she answered it excitedly and listened as she heard her friend asking if she had transport to get to the gala, she answered saying no and then it was arranged that the friend would collect her as she passed on her way to the gala herself. For the rest of the afternoon, Chelsea busied herself with a long bath and hair washing, then she styled her hair, applied the makeup she wanted and then put on the dress she had hired for the event. Standing in the bedroom staring at herself in the full length mirror, Chelsea was lost in wonder and appreciation as she marvelled over how well she scrubs up and also trying not to stare at her own ample bosom enhance by the silver gown she was wearing, with a satisfied smile Chelsea was ready for the evening and proceeded to send a message to her friend to let know she was ready and the time was set for pick up in 30 minutes. Chelsea slowly pulled on a lightweight jacket and left her apartment, taking the lift down to the ground floor and then waiting in the reception area for her friend to pull up outside. At 5pm on the dot, the car arrived and Chelsea left the building, climbed in the back and they pulled away to go to the charity gala.

Once they had arrived, the car was parked by the valets and Chelsea with her friend were escorted inside where there coats were taken and hung in the cloakroom, then they were shown to the ballroom where the gala was taking place. As they entered the ballroom, the people immediately before them stopped talking and turned to watch them, Chelsea could sense the eyes judging every inch of her as she walked past these people. The women were glaring and sniggering as pointed at her and made comments about her silvery dress and how disgusting it was to wear something so low cut to a charity gala, while the men were maintaining a stiff expression while eyeing her up and down and nodding with approval at the beauty of the dress and some were quite delighted to see a young woman with nice tits compared to the old bags that were already there. Once they reached a table, Chelsea and Susie were sat down and a waiter appeared with a tray carrying two glasses of champagne. A few more couples arrived after them as the ballroom filled up and chairs were taken, then the organiser stood up and made a toast to the event and explained the whole reason behind it before getting on the awards and special thanks. As the first round of recognitions were taking place the food started to arrive, canapés and smoked salmon, the glasses were recharged by the waiters walking about with champagne bottles. With all the excitement and fine food, Chelsea was able to forget about the past events in her life for an evening and enjoy the company of other people without fearing for what may happen. A few more courses were served as the awards were handed out and speeches were made as laughter and applause followed, before a rest period was held to allow everyone to enjoy the meal without any interruptions. Around 8.30pm the ceremony restarted and the host introduced the category and candidates for the award of ‘Most Valuable Contributions to Society’, this was where Chelsea discovered that she was a candidate for the award, the tension was increasing as the six people nominated were looking around the ballroom nervously to see who was most likely to win, then the host read out the name of the winner {Chelsea}, the ballroom all turned to see who had won and when Chelsea got up from her chair, as she did so her ample bosom swayed and bounced from her sudden movement, she caught sight of few men wide eyed and smiling, but she just adjusted her dress and started walking towards the stage, the audience burst into cheers and applause. The feeling of achievement and slight embarrassment was pulsing through Chelsea’s body, along with the knowledge that most were watching her large breasts bouncing and swaying as she passed them, but she held her head high and she climbed the stairs and walked towards the host and the now recently arriving Mayor of the city. After a short introduction and explanation of what she had done, Chelsea was handed the award and then posed for photos, she made a short speech about being surprised by it all and then got a hug from the host and the Mayor. Being somewhat taller than the host, when she hugged him, his face was buried in her bosom for a few moments, he didn’t complain and she apologised quickly after noticing the situation before turning the walking back to her table to sit with Susie again.

A few more hours passed and the event was at its end, the guests all said their goodbyes and congratulated each other on the recognitions and awards, compliments were exchange on dresses, makeup and hair styles, the men patted each other on the back and compared tuxedo colours and designs. Chelsea was just glad to have attended something that didn’t end badly for her, she would have been happy without the award as well. As she left the ballroom, Chelsea hung onto Susie’s arm while carrying the award and the two of them walked to cloakroom and collected their coats, before exiting the building to wait for the car to take them home. When they arrived at Chelsea’s apartment building, the driver helped her out of the car and was about to help her inside when Chelsea looked up and saw Stefan walking into the building, the driver allowed him to take her inside and then getting back into the car drove away with Susie. Stefan slowly walked Chelsea towards the lifts, stopped and pressed the button before asking her what she had been up to, Chelsea told him about the charity gala and winning an award, to which she showed him as the lift doors opened and he helped her inside. The door closed and the two of them started to ascend to the sixth floor, just she Stefan turned to ask another question, Chelsea put the award on the floor and launched at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him on the lips. Stefan was taken back, but didn’t fight it he sort of enjoyed it and knew she was drunk. Soon she released his lips and then grabbed his hands, she slid them inside her dress and allowed him to caress her breasts, she winked at him and then started to massage his crotch, he was stunned and surprised but was excited at the same time, the lift stopped on the sixth floor and he managed to usher and the award out before the doors closed, then with some tactical skill he managed to get her to her door and she handed him her key to get in, he slowly helped her through the door and then closed it, before manoeuvring her along the passage to her living room, he was just about the try and sit her on her couch, when she grabbed him and planted a full kiss on his lips again and then pushed him on to the couch before climbing on him. She slowly undid his shirt and then rubbing his chest she giggled and dropped the straps of her dress revealing her massive tits and then leaning forwards rubbing his face in them, before reaching down and massaging his crotch again. Several times Stefan tried to move her off of him, but she was too strong and so he surrendered allowing her to act out her desires as she got off him a removed her dress completely, before dropping to her knees and wrestling with his jeans and pulling them off, by now Stefan was sweating and knew what she was thinking but couldn’t bring himself to stop her. She had wrapped her hands round his cock and was pumping, the sensations were magical as she worked his cock into a hard state, then suddenly she leaned forwards and slid her mouth over it and started sucking, Stefan let out a sigh as his cock pulsated in her mouth, she used her tongue to drive him further into arousal, before she stopped and climbed back on top of him, then slowly pushing his erect cock into her pussy, she sighed and he sighed.

For the next hour, Chelsea was sliding on his hard cock and moaning with pleasure. They fucked on the couch, on the floor, over the breakfast bar, in the passage way, back on the couch her stamina was godly and Stefan was starting to become tired, he had unloaded inside her twice by the time she fell off of him on to the couch next to him, the tip of his cock still inside her, he started to gently push and pull as she sighed, he reached out and caressed her breasts, even licking and sucking her nipples as he unloaded one last time, this time he push deep inside her and pumped ever last drop he could into her pussy before he too slumped back on the couch breathing heavily. About twenty minutes passed when Stefan had managed to regain his senses, he sat up a saw Chelsea lying naked on the couch, her pussy covered and leaking thick white sauce, his cock still tingling and covered in his sauce, he quickly collected his clothes and dashed for the bathroom, where he washed up and redressed. He returned to Chelsea, grabbing the box of tissues as he passed them in the passage way, he quickly got to work cleaning up, he wiped away most of the stickiness, unfortunately when he tried to be more thorough, he ended up sliding his finger into her pussy, which caused her to sigh. He did what he could and then looking about saw a large T-shirt on the armchair, he dressed her in it, laid her out on the couch, hung up her dress and then left the apartment to return to his on the eighth floor.

To say Chelsea didn’t remember what had happened was one thing, she didn’t get pregnant and she still didn’t know why she was so sticky when she woke up. But every time she saw Stefan, he blushed and smiled at her, she had no idea why, but thought he was cute for it.