’ *** The volume of the people chattering rose as champagne was being circulated throughout the room. The party was being held at an art museum di...playing the magazine’s best photographs from the year along the walls, and articles blown into poster size. Her hand was tucked into the crook of Emmett’s arm as she followed him around the room. Always the gentleman, he introduced her to everyone he spoke to and did his best include her in their conversations. Even though everyone was dressed to. My dick quickly went flaccid and slipped out of her. I pulled the dildo out of her arse and it made a plopping noise as it came away.“Come here. I want to taste your spunk.”I went round and let her lick our juices from my cock.“Billie. You can scare Scarlett anytime if that is the result.”“Shame though,” she responded, “I really wanted to fuck her.”The next morning, we waited in anticipation for her to show up. When she did, it was like looking at a different girl. She had dyed her hair bright. “Fuck you Smitty.” I half hissed in his face. His right hand left my pussy and reached for the lock. It was already locked, I was amused Smitty didn’t already know that seeing this was his place. When he unlocked it and grabbed the door handle I got confused. “We’re coming out Kev.” he yelled. Smitty turned me around and pulled me back to his chest, opened the door, and with both hands firmly around my upper arms pushed me into the corner room in front of Kevin. I was confused, Kevin. Maria and I took a stool at the bar. We asked Ron, the bartender, for a big piece of cheesecake, and two cappuccinos. We made small talk about the restaurant, the uptight, older couples that surrounded us, but did not mention her confession in the Jeep. Her hand would touch my arm and squeeze it gently when she would make a profound statement. I reminded myself to relax and again, just go with it.The dessert arrived and of course with only one fork. Todd knew, as any good bartender would, that.