I instantly arranged a night out with my flatmate instead to alleviate my disappointment. She sent me a text though to keep me chipper and to let me k...ow she hadn’t forgotten about our night out. Her cleanly shaven pussy. With just the slightest hint of her clit at the bottom of the picture, glistening with her wetness. To say that my mind was distracted from other girls on the Friday night out is an understatement.The Friday night was pretty standard. Drinking, talking to girls and winding. Looking over his shoulder toward Kelly, he saw her eyes fully open, darting back and forth, watching the various scenes of sex acts around her. Her head was bobbing on it's own power on the cock that was in her mouth and she was enjoying the touch of the boys on her breasts. Her hands had reached out and gotten a hold of the two boys' cocks at her side and she was jacking them off rapidly, pulling them closer to her face as she felt them stiffen and begin to shoot their loads of Boy Scout cum. Before dinner, there was to be a presentation so she asked the staff where the electrical hook-ups and tech room was. Walking down the long hallway she passed the men’s restroom just as he was exiting. To her credit, she managed to not stop and stare at the midnight blue suit that looked like it was made for him.“I have to queue up the presentation, but enjoy the cocktail hour,” Emma said as casually as possible without breaking stride. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of stopping. Another glance at the clock and I noted that it said six minutes past eight. I was feeling really good. Where was Stacy? I couldn’t hold off any longer. I reached back and grabbed the tip of the thermometer, twisting it between my fingers and moving it in and out. It felt wonderful, for just a moment, and then...“For somebody who didn’t want to have their temperature taken, I see you are liking it.”Oh my God! It was Stacy. She saw me. I stopped immediately and, by this time, Stacy was standing.