"It's all right, go ahead." She tried to ease his nervousness.He started to move his hands over her soft skin. She felt so amazing as he explored her ...hest and stomach. He reached the edge of her panties and stopped. He looked at her , not wanting to cross any lines. She pushed his hand slightly and he knew it was O.K. He slipped his hand under the soft fabric and felt the little curls of hair. He had never been so nervous in his life. She smiled at how sweet he was being, and she wanted to let. She was asking me about myself and was showing interest in me. I was feeling very happy inside. I was cracking jokes and told her that her Smile is beautiful. She blushed and told thanks to me. Then I took a step ahead and went and sat next to her. She didn’t mind that and was happy for my move. I considered it as a positive signal to me and had taken her left hand and was holding it. It was very soft and now the environment started to change slowly. I was holding her hand and I was speaking to. When our friends finally came, I saw they had brought another guest. A young single guy called Brett. He was an elegant guy, bald, tall and muscled.Brett kissed Anita's hand when Fred introduced us to him. He said that I was a very lucky guy to have such a beautiful wife. We had a very delicious meal for dinner, with too much red wine.As we finished there, Fred suggested we could go to their place for some more drinks.Once at their home, Stella motioned to Ana to follow her into the kitchen. "And as she spoke, Kristin returned from her lab. "Did you have fun?" sheasked Jill."Lots" came the answer. Kristin looked at Jill a little oddly, but dismissedthe thought. "Off we go."In a few minutes they were back at the apartment. Jamie knew she'd come back,but to what?Kristin was impatient. "The proper thing would be to invite us in. We'd liketo meet your friends and ask them a few questions."Jamie cautiously went inside. She was running on pure instinct now. The housewas quiet- no one.