A quick glance at the clock told him 1:07 AM.She had joined him for several reasons. She wasn’t tired, she knew he wasn’t sleepy, she knew he woul... be thinking about the match so with female intuition she sensed she needed to divert his thoughts, his focus. The air around him vibrated with tension and she wondered what she could do to calm him.It came to her as a dawning, the growing of an idea, she knew what she could do to help her brother relax. If his mind was not on the upcoming match, he. “Just a minute girl,” I said as I finished and flushed. “Let’s get you outside.”Ginger eagerly followed me down the hall and as I passed the spare bedroom I looked in, expecting to see Marissa asleep, but the bed was empty and hadn’t been slept in. “Was she on the couch?“ I wondered. I plodded on. The house seemed empty. She wasn’t on the couch.Opening the French doors to let Ginger out, I said loudly, “Marissa?” to an apparently empty house. Was she still at the neighbors? Ginger looked at me. I was so jealous. All evening after that I was a little pouty. Jerome knew and he would often come and try to grind against me and I would brush him off. He slipped his phone number to me and I threw it away out of spite. We girls were having fun and I knew Jackie will be the luckiest girl for the night. Not wanting my pussy to be lone for the night, I scouted the floor and saw a 6'3", 25 something black guy moving to the rhythm. I ushered him to our VIP section and learned his name was Ugestra. I came up beside her and looked inside, but it was mostly underwear. As we stood there together, our bodies touching, I leaned over and sniffed and said that she smelled good enough to eat. She turned toward me and pressed her breasts against my chest and said “That’s the whole idea”, and suddenly our lips were pressed together, the passion of the kiss foretelling what was in both of our minds. My hands went to her bare back, then down to her finely crafted ass. The dress.