Ana grabbed my hand and dragged me to the dance floor.She was wearing a worn a loose skirt and blouse, a light material. This made it easier for her t... dance with abandon. She was moving and grooving the loud music. I knew she was really excited.When her skirt was lifted a bit, I could see that she was wearing a tiny red thong. My sensual wife often liked to go without underwear when we went at dance clubs; she liked the feel of the air against her exposed bare pussy.The lights dimmed briefly. We didn’t get as many weeks off during this year, but we were happy to spend them with the Reserves.Phil and I joked that a bloke did need a break now and again. We were getting more sex than we knew what to with it. It was just as well we were only seventeen and full of spunk.We were surprised that we were still allowed to join the Reserves. When we asked the Captain that we had gone out with the year before, he said he would make sure it was all right with the higher echelon.He was also more. The boys had yet to play a game of ping pong or pool, but they had certainly played a lot of games with Amy on these two tables.Amy walked past all these tables to the back of the room and to the door that led to the 'servant's quarters'. This first door actually led to a small corridor and looking to the right, at the end of the corridor, Amy saw the door it led to (the servant's bathroom) closed and the light above the door on. "Looks like Pietro is taking a bath," Amy thought. Looking back. But she was so sure she was home alone she had not bothered to cover herself with a towel for the few steps across to her bedroom. It took a moment for the young girl to realize the situation and then a look of shock crept across her pretty face. I had looked at her eyes first of all but quickly let my eyes move downwards. Her big white tits were standing straight out from her chest, with faint brown-pink aureoles and then the nipples. I kept looking down over her tummy and then there she.