The door was slightly ajar so he peered through the crack. He couldsee part of a desk but neither of the women who were talking. Then one ofthem came ...nto view. A slim, attractive forty-something blonde in fourinch heels and an expensive looking skirt-suit, she was pacing up anddown in front of the desk, smoking a cigarette. Sal frowned, sure he knewher from somewhere."It was a bit touch-and-go there for a while, Virginia," she said. "Acouple of my colleagues in the senate have been sniffing. I bent my knees, stooped down, and grab the pen. Straightening my legs before I stood up completely, I'm sure he is got an eyeful and I'm hoped his camera got a great shot as well. I paused there just a second, not noticeable to everyone but to be sure that he got his shot, and then strolled over to my seat.I sat back down and crossed my legs, I started caressing my outer thigh while secretly watching him still. He really slowed down on the picture taking since I pulled my little show for him. .. okay," Chris said, still trying to read my expression.We headed back on the dancefloor. Chris grabbed my head and we started kissing, while I ground up on him facing him. I was guessing his drinks must've finally been kicking in, because I felt a little tension rising from his pants. I looked down at the rising bulge and back at his eyes, then bit my lip."Ya know, Bryce said we could do it this time. Like we always wanted," Chris said. I knew what he was talking about. It was mainly his. I wanted to let Tara know that I loved her, but not neglect the other girl... it was a fun night but not the best we’ve had. We’ve also tried orgies where there’s 6 to 10 people in the house, and that was really fun but less intimate. There was something about it that reminded me of drunken parties at college where everyone’s kissing everyone... and then we discovered partner swapping. For Tara and me, it works better than anything else – second only to us being alone together.We usually invite.