They chatted easily. His name was Alan and his wife was Jenny. Alan couldn't keep his eyes of Mariann. The petite, shapely blonde, with great legs, we...l displayed by her short, bum hugging skirt was all too much for him. After a few drinks, Mariann and Jenny went off to find the loo.“I’ve got to say you’re a lucky bastard having a wife like that!” exclaimed Alan when they had gone.“She’s my partner, we’re not married,” replied Erik. “But you are right, she is gorgeous.”“You can say that again.. ‘Think about it,’ he suggested. ‘You might be surprised by how happy Antonia would be to see you,’ he smiled encouragingly and picked up his case. ‘Call me if you need anything at all, even just an ear to talk to that isn’t strictly family.’ ‘You and Charles might as well be,’ she laughed at the idea. ‘I’ll think about it,’ she assured him and stood to walk him to the door. ‘How’d it go?’ Andie asked as she came back into the kitchen. ‘No time off for good behaviour, two more weeks,’ she held. We put some nice slow records on ... and that's how it all started. I was dancing with my husband and our friend was sitting down on the settee. As we passed him, my husband lifted up my dress, pulled down my panties and said, 'Have you ever seen a white girl's bum before, Wayne?' Wayne shook his head and my husband invited him to feel it, which he did.Normally I would have told him off and pulled my knickers back up, but under the circumstances and being a bit tipsy, I just made a joke of it. But she could see enough to see Vanessa turn around, her eyes full of questions. Shavon leaned forward and kissed her mouth slowly, tenderly.Laura watched in fascination, feeling her pussy ooze again with juice as she watched the two sisters kissing sensually. Vanessa did not pull back. After a moment, Laura could see her tongue entering Shavon's mouth.Then, fearing she would be discovered, Laura stepped back softly and returned to the living room. In a few minutes they rejoined her, both.