She rarely seemed to look you in the eye, but when she did her big brown eyes displayed a remarkable intensity. Far from being put off, I was quite in...trigued. Our instructors made their rounds as we were given some basic waltz steps. Lynn and I moved easily to the rhythm of the music coming from the portable stereo. Carlos and Maria’s easy going manner helped me relax and I was able to get into the groove more than I would have expected. Lynn was more of a natural and needed little coaxing.. It had caused her to stop crying and had actually put a smile on her face. She spun around and saw that he was really trying to be sincere. ‘You don’t even know my name and I don’t even know yours.’ ‘I’m Jonathan Adams.’ ‘I’m Adriana Vicers.’ ‘Where and when do you want to go to dinner?’ ‘Friday night. Fratelli’s.’ Adriana had always wanted to go to the classy Italian restaurant, but had never really had the opportunity. Jason preferred peanut butter sandwiches and was so picky when it came to. When I was done, I watched how they went through Barbara’s bags while the metal detector went off as she stepped through. The security lady began to pat her down and use a manual detector, which went off on all the places she had piercings, her face, her breasts, surprisingly not on her crotch. Maybe she just got lucky. Then, they took something out of her bag and talked to her as well, while she got increasingly agitated, until she grabbed all her stuff and left in a huff. “Fucking cunts,” she. It was just kind of understood that it was o.k. I felt him get in behind me, and while I continued to fuck his wife, I felt something cold on my ass, and knew he was lubing it up. I then felt him work a finger in my ass, and he slowly began to finger fuck me. Soon, his finger disappeared, and I felt him move in closer behind me. I could tell then that he was putting on a rubber and lubing up his cock. He then told me to stop moving, and with my cock buried in his wife, I felt him start to push.