When asked details about being more social, hubby told me that I shouldn’t hesitate to sip wine, respond to appreciation, kisses, dance and keep smi...ing. I was feared, hubby convinced me they all are very high society people so kisses and hugs are common stuff in the parties. I agreed to accompany him for the party as mere kissing & hugs are not out of box for me and it in deed keep my hubby happy.On the party evening, hubby told me to wear a skirt & tops to keep myself modern appeal, also he. We sit on the couch together and talk about how things have been going for both of us . His hand skims my legs and the inner part of my thighs as we talk . I see his smirk as I try to hold in my moans and maintain some sort of control over myself but its starts slipping away as his hands start to stray over my chest and into my shirt .My nipples betray my thoughts and become taut in his fingers I lean into him as he leans closer and opens my lips with his tongue . He pushes me down and lays. And Carly didn't want to be left behind.Carly was a natural blonde, both in hair colour and in temperament. She wasn't one of the most attractive girls in the school, but her country girl look was appealing, and she had a nice enough body to fit in with the popular group. Mostly she played on the "girl-next-door" look, with overalls and jeans, but she had been known to get away with the occasional knee-length shirt, or revealing top. She had tanned shoulders, which she showed off only slightly. I could hear her voice rising, "Where are you going?" She almost screamed. "Don't you walk away from me." You said you wanted to see everything, so I'm getting everything." There's more?" Yes," I muttered.I came back to the bedroom and dropped the banana on the bed. She just looked at me as she shook her head.I removed my suit, my shoes and tie. I undid my pants and lowered my underwear. Our eyes did not move from each others as an incredulous smirk spread across her lips.I lay down on my back.