“I can do it,” she mumbled, suddenly embarrassed, feeling her nipples stiffen against the lace of her bra. Maybe she won’t notice, she thought, ...ervently. “Hey, is it cold in here, or are you just happy to see me?” Future Steph giggled, ruining that particular illusion for her. “Sorry. It’s been a while.” “I know. I’m you, remember? Don’t worry. This weekend is all about catching up.” “I need to pee…” “Go ahead.” Steph pulled her lip between her teeth, blushing at the thought of the other. She knew I was there. She always knew. She was in no hurry to get dressed, probably assuming I was watching. I was never sure at the time. Anyway, she walked over to her sink mirror and started posing. She was doing those poses pin-up girls used to do where they thrust out their breasts and stood up on their toes the better to emphasize their legs. Of course, Mrs. Jessup, who was French, had beautiful legs. The kind that would make any boy of seventeen moan with pleasure. I continued whacking. Some gave us a knowing look since we never sat together, and evidently the word was getting around that Keri was off the market, but that the new girls name was Sarah and she was with us.The house band welcomed everyone and kicked off the first song. They always did the same song so Mike could dial in the sound. Then they dipped into their big repertoire and played some deep blues. The crowd was always a mix of just out of college youngsters and they were not used to real music. They were young. It took no time to get him hard and she then unzipped him and pulled his cock out and got on her knees and sucked him right there. Pete reached down and grabbed her huge jugs and then pulled on the nipples as she sucked him deep down her throat. Bev almost always sucked his cock at these parties. She was good and could make him cum twice every time. He had even taken her home a few times for an all night fuck session. A week later he was at work when a lady was shown to his office for his help..