I had poured us a drink and so we danced, each with his glass in his hand, together to the music. It was a nice, slow jazz number and we kissed. After...a while of dancing the glasses were empty and we put them down. Alisa wore a summer dress with light straps and let them slide over her shoulder and then the whole dress down on the floor. Only dressed in a thong and in simple white sneakers she stood in front of me and I could not get enough of her. While I stared at her I took off my clothes. Statuesque at 5’8” tall, Henry guessed she had lost a couple of inches since then. Everyone towered over Henry, but Mrs. Dexter by only a few inches.He ordered a large pepperoni pizza from Pappa John’s, along with a two liter bottle of Diet Pepsi. Mom never kept enough soda in the house. “I don’t like you drinking this stuff all the time,” she admonished severely. Henry would gladly drink nothing other than Diet Pepsi, although lately he’d begun drinking Diet Coke, Angie’s favorite. Papa John’s. Shared and lingering looks. Quick smiles and stolen bits of conversation when everyone else was occupied and busy.The first time – sweet Merlin – the first time he had actually touched her with purpose, with meaning; hesitant hand sliding over the soft bare skin of her arm where she was chopping vegetables until she had shifted just so and the backs of his fingers hand teased along the edge of her breasts, their bodies blocking the touch from view as they chatted easily with one another, both. Katie asked me, "Would you mind if Linda took her jeans off, Nick? She's desperate to rub herself too, but she doesn't have the easy-access skirt."I paused for a second and looked up at Linda who was looking back at me. "Sure, I don't mind."I watched Linda remove her jeans and looked at her pink silky panties as she relaxed and started rubbing herself too.Katie continued, "You might as well join in Nick we can all see the bulge in your jeans." Not sure that's a good idea Katie. If I get too.