He saw her face go through the transitions of lust, determination, and fulfillment as she accepted the intrusion of his cock into her welcome love can...l. Her mouth pursed into an “O” as she expelled a long breath with a quavering sound of anticipation. She placed her hands on his chest as she began to rock on him, her eyes alternately closing in concentration and opening as if to confirm she was really fucking someone other than her husband. Her easy motion became more determined. The rocking. Steve was already at the bar as she walked in and at first he didn’t recognise her. She had changed so much from the gawky 18 year old he had left behind so long ago. She was now a ripe beautiful woman with a sensational body that seemed to have been poured into her dress. He grinned and said “Hey, look at you. So grown up and you look so gorgeous”. Joanne had recognised Steve immediately. He was no longer a geek but an assured and confident, expensively dressed man. She was thrilled to be with. I took a deep breath and looked around. I could see a few eager eyes watching from their cars in the distance. I smiled and looked at Mustache and Baldy who where both now leaning against the back of the car staring at me. I rubbed my tits and danced my 5’3” curvy frame around for their benefit. I asked them in a sluty voice “what now fellas, are we all done?” “Hell no, we haven’t cum yet!” spat Baldy. “Nah, bitch, I have to fuck you now. You want this cock, bitch?” Mustache said smoothly. We couldn’t have done it without you. Then is the awards part. This part takes a really long time. I applaud the people being honored, and try not to look bored. Every teacher at the head table gets to say a few words, and give a few awards. I cheer on my friends and admire the plaques that come back to the table. I sneak out to floss. Finally is the dancing part. The hotel has set up the big room across the hall. There is a dance floor, a deejay and a cash bar. The deejay is pushing some hip.