She sat open legged, giving several party guests a clear view up her short skirt.This time Dylan grabbed her arm and pulled her up, and didn't let go ...ntil she was solidly on her feet."How much have you had to drink?" Dylan demanded. Jaclyn stared at him blankly."Drink what?" Jaclyn asked, bleary-eyed. She stared around the room, confused.Scott gulped down the rest of the Malibu and held the empty bottle in the air."Spin the bottle time!" Scott shouted. Several of the girls squealed. Even. Now you wanted a print run of a thousand..." Tracy didn't wish to go into a detailed explanation and wanted to get rid of the customer as soon as she could to see what David would do.David was both disappointed and glad when Stephanie didn't turn up at the usual time of 8:30. Kwikprint didn't open to the public until nine o'clock but he liked to get things organised, the machines warmed up and the girls settled into their work routine before any callers came. At nine he'd accepted she wasn't. Emma drew circles on his chest with her finger nail. "Bryan?" Hmm?" Do you think this is wrong?"Bryan hugged her tighter. "Some people may see it that way. But if we're happy, what can be wrong with that? There's an old song that says 'If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right'. That's how I feel." Okay." Emily?"Emma looked up."Promise me something?" What's that, Bryan?" No regrets?"Emma smiled. "No regrets." Lifting herself up, she kissed him.Glancing at the clock, Bryan groaned. "Shit.". My cock stiffens against her, she must feel it through her thin dress but she does not move. People get on and off but we stay on pushed against each other. I move slowly bending my knees slightly then straightening again and my cock pushes further between her soft cheeks, she pushes back harder my cock straining against my trousers stuck in the crack of her ass. I drop my right hand to feel the softness of her cheeks(no one notices as we are in the corner) she responds by moving from side.