The moment she let that moan out was the moment she became aware of what Emma was doing to her and she took a step back. Emma looked at her questionab...ly.Stella said, "Now it's my turn," and smiled. Emma shook her head but it was too late. Stella already took Emma's top off and was on her way to her panties. When that top was in the water, Stella's hands roughly pressed Emma's body, her rib cage and finally, her pelvis. She took her panties off and put her hand on Emma's left thigh. Slowly, she. I couldn't believe the transition this woman had made since I had last seen her. Not just physically but emotionally as well. She was so much more outgoing, flirtatious and uninhibited than I ever new her to be. As the evening passed we continued chatting, drinking and dancing to the band by the pool. I could tell that Gina was feeling tipsy. She was dancing more and more seductively with myself and with Jim. At one point she gave Jim a big kiss on the lips while they were dancing and I saw. She was dancing to a Stones number, her arms above her head, her hair cascading over her shoulders. She was a couple of years older than I, and seemed so grown up and unobtainable that I just watched her dance, and compensated with rather too much bad red wine. That’s the cop-out when you are eighteen, inexperienced, and just a bit shy. As the party wound down, I looked for her, but couldn't find her, so made my stumbling way back to my digs. The cool night air hit me hard, and to my shame I. That was probably because they were living a dream, which gave them patience. Even when the girls slowly went from hands and knees to lying half on the men, swapping tongues was the primary activity.When the men's hands DID start wandering, the girls had to be given credit too. They were used to hot, torrid make out sessions, but when hands started drifting around their hips, they were also used to stopping those hands. Now, though, almost with a will, they held their own hands in place, firmly.