Now I am no John Travolta but Anne on the other hand has some great sexy moves and knows her way round a dance floor, come on John said Anne let’s j...ust have a few dances together and we can sit back down and watch the others. Ok dances over and even more wine put on the table we sat back down and did some serious people watching, time had flown, and it was already near 23.30 when the band stopped, and it went to a DJ playing records with tunes from all eras. As the DJ played his first slow song. She walked past him with the attitude of a supermodel on the runway catching just a glimpse of his subtle smile that seemed to be telling on him. Glancing up and locking eyes with him for what seemed like several minutes but was actually only a split second. Damn… She wanted to drop to her knees right in front of him and suck him off! WTF is wrong with me she thought to herself! Continuing to walk across the room to the table where she was meeting friends for dinner, no sooner did she reach her. The college offices would be open for another hour. She’d need every minute to convince Dr. Saito.It took a second for Daphne’s eyes to adjust to the dim light in the Dean’s office. She smiled as she saw a familiar face at a smaller desk at the front of the room.“Hey Ashley,” Daphne whispered as she leaned over the desk. A modest side lamp barely illuminated the intern’s cheery face. “Is Dr. Saito available?”“Um,” Ashley winced as she peered across the room. Her superior sat motionless in her. John soon entered and began chatting to my wife as Susan pulled down my pants and boxers. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned Susan’s blouse before unhooking her bra. I forgot about my wife for a second as I tried to take Susan’s ample breasts in my hands. She had to be an E cup at least. Susan quickly sunk her head into my lap and swallowed my cock as I sat watching groping her breasts and watching my wife. I didn’t know whether or not Anna knew I would be watching? Unless John had told her.