I went over to a table and sipped on my drink while I watched. They danced for a couple of hours and then the song "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails came on...and Christina grabbed one guy while my wife grabbed another. They dirty danced with their partners and really ground into each other during the part of the song that goes "I want to fuck you like an a****l... I want to feel you from the inside". Once the song was over the guy dancing with my wife planted a long kiss on her lips. She stepped back. Pulling back the covers you slipped into bed and I followed you, sliding close as I pulled the covers up against the cold. We moved into an embrace as naturally as if we were long time lovers. Propped on one elbow above you, I kissed your eyes, your cheeks, your lips. The warmth of your soft lips on mine encouraged me to probe them with my tongue, and they parted, our tongues twining with growing passion. The movements of your legs, sliding against mine, betrayed your excitement. I slid my lips. ‘My boyfriend wants to have sex, and I’ve never…I’m, like, the only one in my group of friends who hasn’t done it yet. Some of them have done it with three or four guys. How many guys have you had sex with?’ Jesus Christ. ‘Just the one. Look, the only person who can decide when you’re ready to…go all the way, is you. As long as you use protection. It also helps if you love the person, too. I waited until I fell in love, and though it was much, much later than most people, I’m glad it happened. They talked about me as if I wasn't there, and somehow, the daughter mentioned that she and I had screwed once before. Her mother was shocked at first, but then remembered the circumstances of her break up with her boyfriend. She became sympathetic and hugged her daughter.I guess I stopped listening, just basked in the knowledge that they were talking about me. I might have even dozed, but I woke suddenly when the younger female took hold of my semi-sheathed cock. The two women had crouched.