You put down your book and we begin to talk, each of us looking at the other, checking each other out, continuing our conversation from our chats, our...emails, our half hour on the phone. It is now dark outside. The sky is cloudy and the air is heavy and hot, the humidity clinging to us as we go out to your van. Not my car, a sedan with clear windows. But your van, with tinted windows and a large back seat. We drive away from the parking lot, looking for somewhere darker and more isolated.. Taking a break from Councilor Roberts' ramblings whilst she ate her baked Alaska, Jenni looked across the room and noticed a man on the side table to her left who appeared to be looking directly at her. She had seen him before at a Chamber of Commerce dinner but did not know his name. She took him to be in his late 40s / early 50's. He was quite handsome for his age; his slicked-back hair was a shade darker than her own, which she kept styled in a shaggy bob cut; and he looked rather. But Marie kept up a conversation, and I ran back and forth to the kitchen, bringing dishes back and forth, fetching wine and refilling their glasses. Karl spent most of dinner ogling Marie's breasts. At least he seemed to be enjoying himself. And she did too.After dinner, Marie invited Karl to join her on the sofa. I went to get another bottle of wine. When I came back, I could see that Marie's short skirt was hiked up very high on her thighs. Karl was playing with Marie's fingers, telling her. It'd ended and I was positioning it to watch again where he dripped wax on her tits and stomach and pussy when the sound of the couple's car door penetrated my daze. I barely had time to get the clamps off my tits and the CD out of my laptop and the box back on the shelf. I was in the upstairs hall when they came in through the kitchen. When I came down the stairs, I mumbled something about having been up to check on their darlings, which went over well, then I was out the door. The guy had to.