Looking him in the eye I told him I'd over heard him and the two others a couple of weeks before, talking about me. He looked a bit puzzled so I remin...ed him... you know how sexy my legs are and how much the three of you wanted to see much more and fuck me, I think the words were. He blushed I'm sure but, I reassured him, crossing my legs and asking if he approved of the tan seamed stockings I'd worn as I ran my hands up them smoothing them as I went. He grinned, so you didn't mind he asked. I. She wore black boots and wore minimal make up that made her look stunning. Her hair were flowing and filled with fragrance. Her walk had done all the talk the way she swayed her ass welcoming all perverts in her neighbourhood to take a stare.She came and hugged Yash crushing her boobs to his strong chest.Then she turned to Rishi to which she was stunned. Rishi was as tall as Yash with gym fit body. He wasn’t a charmer but something about him can make any girl jump on bed with him. He had jet. In mere minutes you were screaming, your body thrashing. All the while you held me to you. I was dejected when you pushed me from you, fearing I had done something terrible. But when I looked up to your face I saw you smiling and out of breath, eying me dreamily. I knew then that I had not erred. ‘That was marvelous, baby,’ you said to me. And as I slid up into your arms you fell into a deep slumber. ‘Where is Stephaney?’ a man asks. ‘Aren’t you two together anymore?’ ‘Yes, we are together’ I. She’d felt alive; alive with the promise of youth; alive with the inherent freedom of the moment; and alive with the possibilities the night had yet to reveal. And there he’d been through the thick crowd of partygoers, staring up at her lithesome tight body, giving her a private audience of complete and utter focus and infatuation. And lust. There’d been that too. Later, they’d merged into one hot coil of intensity on the dance floor. His hands had been everywhere, his mouth tasting her sweaty.