Well that night came and I had brought a black dress that looked great on me. It was a little short a bit tight and had to be worn without a bra. Afte... I put it on I thought maybe it was a little too sexy but figured what the hell. Well as expected my husband did not even notice, as he was too busy watching a ball game.I arrived at the party and the first person I saw was on old ex named Joe, he had gained a little weight on his thin frame of years ago but still looked handsome. Joe and I had. After chatting for a while we agreed a direct approach wouldn't work, so we came up with a cunning ruse for me to try and get her chatting.The idea was that he would give me her phone number, and I would text her (from a secret pay as you go phone) as effectively a wrong number and hope to engage her in chat. So I texted her something like "Thank you for a wonderful night last night, I had a terrific time and hope to see you again soon" and waited to see whether she took the bait.Pretty quickly. At her urging, each stroke came quicker and harder. She pulled her legs out and back toward her chest making her pussy even tighter. I could see the muscles in her tummy start to flutter as she started to orgasm. Her body tightened and I felt the contractions as she rode the crest.This was the most passionate woman I had ever been with. My wife had been just a little more than indifferent to sex throughout our marriage. I continued to be fascinated by Michelle's reactions. As she came, her face. Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!Mum and Dad were at it again. From their behaviour on the dancefloor, I should have known this was going to happen, but had been too caught up in the emotion of the evening to think clearly.Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!“Yes! Oh yes!”Mum’s voice was low, coarse and passionate; the pace of thumping slow and measured. Though completely inexperienced in the world of penetrative sex, after long hours as a reluctant listener, I could tell this was not going to be a quickie;.