"Fuck this shit." She grunted as she stood, and began to put on the skirt; the thong would have to wait until morning, unless that fuckhead Eddie too... it. But if that was the case, she would deal with him later. Molly adjusted the skirt. Yeah, it was a little small and tight on her thin, 5'4" frame, but she knew it could at least cover her small but shapely ass. Now looking decent, she grabbed her phone and her little wallet and rushed downstairs.Several sets of eyes watched as Molly. Her hands are all over me, and it doesn't make things easier. Finally the doors are open, and we jump inside, still giggling like silly. I close the doors behind us, and instantly push her against them. We stop giggling. There is noticeable tension between us. We look into each others eyes. She bites her lower lip, then licks it. That's cute. Her hands are on my back, slowly going down towards my ass. She grabs it, and pulls me closer to her. Our breasts touch, and I can feel how hard her. Her chest sparkled with glitter when she moved and her neck looked lovely as she sipped at her wine and giggled at his sexy quips.“Would you disapprove if I asked your lovely wife for dance?” he politely enquired.“I’ve no objections if she hasn’t” I replied, hoping she’d say yes.Tree had already placed her drink on the table in anticipation of the offer.As he turned towards her Teresa stood up, gave me a kiss, as if to say don’t worry, and took his hand and walked to the dance floor.I hadn’t. In the meanwhile, tell me about your backgrounds and what led you to this idea.”The three young engineers looked at each other, and then Karen started with a somewhat stiff outline of her resume: Purdue engineering, computer science and networking, masters from MIT in networking topology, with Worthington for ten years in our commercial division, most recently in our cellular technology departments.”We didn’t make or sell cellphones, which was a commodity market dominated by Apple and Samsung –.