I also couldn't help sneaking a look up her skirt as she climbed the stairs, she was wearing a black thong.Normally I'm a nice guy, and I know that ch...cking out your half-drunk hostess is not exactly a nice thing to do, but I figured that she wanted to be looked at. I also noted to myself that despite her thin frame, her legs looked very well-toned. Pulling my attention away from her body, I examined her beautiful bright red hair, and saw that it was wet. She must have been in the shower.I had. His arm tightened around her. Turning her back on him slightly, she tugged his hand down over her shoulder, down to cup her still-covered breast.Paul and Cynthia glared at Mike and Judy, as Cynthia encouraged Paul to cup and massage one of her breasts through her clinging black T-shirt.Judy pinched the hardening shaft of her brother's prick, testing its hardness and steadily in creasing size."It all seems to be here," Harry reported, apparently oblivious to what his four compatriots were doing.. I headed into the kitchen. I did have to make a new pot of coffee. I started it perking and went back in to her.“How have you been, David?” she said, as I reemerged. I had a really hinky feeling with her being so, something.“Okay. The coffee will be a few minutes. I made a new pot,” I said.“Dave, I know this may seem a little strange me being here, sitting here, given everything. But, I just wanted to see you, talk to you a little bit. It was a spur of the moment decision; I made it in the car. I give him a smile, "Just enjoying your scent."I continue, and my satin covered hands caress his forearms as his dress shirt come off, and I see him shivering just a little. I walk to the chair put the shirt and cummerbund neatly.Once again I am in front of him. My hands at his belt loops are tugging at his white t-shirt, pulling it up and over his arms and head. Wow, I just know I am head over heels in love with him. I caress his now bare chest, a light patch of hair, nothing too overwhelming..