I could feel her breasts up against my back and every now and again her hand would touch my ass. She was clearly flirting with me and I knew it this t...me. I had to restrain myself, but the excitement of us being alone was starting to get to me. Got that cold feeling again. I struggled on with dinner and knew I screwed up the recipe a couple times, and had to add a few things to offset tastes.She had been sitting at the table facing me. I can only imagine what was going on in her mind as she. I found myself dancing to the music, unaware if this was something I would have done before, but embracing whatever this was now. Shots of all varieties, were downed, bottles of Smirnoff Ice protected, heartbeats were increasing. Hands were touching my body, some on my ass, others trying for more inappropriate places. James was like a hawk though, batting them away as our levels of intoxication steadily rose. At one point, I found myself sandwiched between James and a girl from a couple, her. ” He fingered it out of the box and slung it around my neck from behind me, clasping it gently before clasping the back of my dress, then he turned me around to face him, leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I melted instantly, my hand instinctively finding his hard cock and curling around it, playing slowly with its wonderful length. He pushed me to arms length. “Save that for later,” he said softly. I let go of his cock, reluctantly. “You will keep your promise Daddy?” “You will stay. "Well... I'm stuck here until the end of the next show, and I'm filty" he argued.Deb rubbed her hand down his shirt. "I'm sure some parts of you are clean... " she said, grabbing him by the shirt.Neil was trying to work up an argument when Deb dragged him into an empty stall, turned him and pushed his back up to the side of the doorway. They were essentially hidden until someone walked by, something that was bound to happen eventually. When he tried to point this out, she ran her hands up his.