There were people mingling about, all dressed to the nines, just as we were that night. We mingled amongst the guests, shaking hands and making conver...ation. It proved enjoyable, being among such company. After some time mingling, the organiser of the party gave a speech to all present. Afterwards he began mingling amongst the guests, eventually he came to Scarlett and I. He shook her hand and Scarlett then introduced him to myself. ‘Jack this Bill, my date.’ ‘Hi Bill, nice to meet you.’. She moaned softly at his touch. He continued kissing her hot skin while his fingers began to add pressure near her clit. He rubbed the hood in a circular motion, hearing her short gasps and soft moans. He inserted a finger into her, grinning at the sound of her loud call. “Like that do you Miss Andrews?” he asked. “Oh yes sir,” she managed before he added another finger. He started moving his finger in and out. She called out short, high pitched vowel sounds. “A good girl enjoys her. She tried to match him, but, faltered as the fucking persevered. There wasn’t much talking; just grunts, groans, and screams. An occasional “NO!” from big shot Girl. I gave some loose thought about stopping him, and she must have sensed that concern because she did put up a flat of her hand stop sign about mid-way thru Tommy’s fucking of her little beaver.“I didn’t mean, (NO!) Cully. I wanted to get fucked like that. And I wanted you to see it. You wanted that, didn’t you, Cully-boy? You wanted. You won’t believe this, but I just charged some idiot almost four hundred for a blowjob.”“Fuck you!” She shouts, and the line goes dead.I laugh and enjoy the walk home, the cold night air stark against my warm skin. It's a short walk, mostly because some nights, I don't have much strength left to make it home. I slip into the apartment just as Mary is walking out of her bedroom. She looks nervously at me, fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve.“Um,” she starts, glancing down at my feet. “I just.