Belinda was telling me to come stand beside her, so she could show the dance, and there was no embarrassment with her, so I adjusted myself and did as... she asked. Belinda started doing the bump (yea, it was new back then). LoL she had to tell me to move or do something, because I was mesmerized by her dance in the gorgeous slip and brassiere. She danced around bumping her hip to mine, then she noticed him. Putting one around my waist and her hand on my jeans she said "oh my" and danced back. “Are you drunk?” I asked suspiciously as I followed him into his room. “Why didn’t you share?” “Can’t I just be happy?” He asked with a fake pout. I couldn’t help smiling at his antics. “You got laid last night didn’t you?” “Nooooo.” He said with fake innocence while pulling his pants on. He broke into his smile again. “OK, yes.” “Speaking of sex,“ I began, Scott pulled a shirt over his head and perked up, I had to chuckle; I knew that would get his attention. “Will you be around at about. I need to see more of him, and my hands hook under the bottom of his sweater and push upwards. He releases my hips to raise his arms. When he's free of his sweater, my own follows quickly, and we're skin-to-skin. He's smooth, only a few hairs decorating the small valley between his pecs, and a small trail leading south from his navel and disappearing under his jeans.My head dips down and I suck on his nipple, pinching the other between my fingers, and they both turn to small marbles under my. She had a certain openness that made her conversation delightful and soon I forgot my anxiety. Chris tried to participate but girl talk has never been his thing, and soon he lapsed into silence and sat sipping his wine. Time flew by, and sooner than I wanted Chris had to leave to get the girls. It was awkward when he left. Finally, Nikki said she needed to go home. At the door she thanked me for a wonderful evening, and then...”Sheri blushed and looked away.“What happened?” I asked, a little.