‘We have wine, red and white, and I think that one of our friends has been mixing martinis. Hors devours in the living room. Please, help yourself t...o anything you would like.’ As he spoke, his dark eyes stayed focused primarily on Karen, a predatory sizing up his prey. The couple mingled through the party for the next hour, drinking wine and eating slices of cheese on crackers or sliced baguettes. At some point, they got separated. At first, Kevin got worried and went to look for her, but when. Your legs part, your eagerness apparent. A trail of moistness on the top of your thighs, peeling apart as you shift. My hunger takes over. Hands sliding between your legs, stroking your inner thighs, moving upwards.My thumbs caress each side of your mound, pressing firmly but gently up and down. You release a long sigh, your head turning to one side, the light from the street framing your face. I concentrate on the job at hand.Fingers pressing at your skin, moving ever closer to your aroused. What can I do about this then?" Victoria turned to show Mike her exposed left nipple. "Ahh, I see. Well it's not so bad love, most guys in here are too drunk to notice and, besides, you've got lovely tits, so I shouldn't worry too much. We've got about another hour and a half till we start clearing this lot out. Can you hang in there for me?" Victoria looked at her reflection again, the paintwork was a mess. The painted shirt had washed down into the shorts. She wasn't happy with it at all. She. And with the security devices you installed in their home, it's not likely we'll catch them naked in bed together. We can make accusations, but if they deny being involved, what can we do? Not a lot. By the way, I'm with you all the way about insisting that Carrie moves into a dormitory room when she starts school. If they're involved sexually but not in love, the problem could take care of itself with the move. Frankly, I wouldn't be at all unhappy if Carrie fell in love with a nice college.