Not exactly billowing out but there was quite a lot of it. Something was burning. I thought about hosing it but decided that probably wasn't a good id...a so I turned it off and thought I should call Greg in case something needed to be done to prevent it from burning my house down.It was unbearably hot in that house now. I had been spoiled by the AC even thought it hadn't been very effective. I plonked a fan in front of my bed, stripped down to my panties and read my book while I waited for Greg.. Just as she opened the door, she turned back to Abigail. "Jack's right. You're beautiful, Abbie, but more than that, you are blessed. Good luck."Then she was gone, leaving the happy couple alone."How are you feeling?" Jack asked, as he came up behind Abigail and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. He leaned over and nuzzled her neck. Abigail sighed happily."Wonderful. Excited. Happy." You aren't nervous?"Abigail leaned her head back on his shoulder. "Not one bit. You?" The same as you, which. Our eyes lock and from a tray which appears like magic, we each down, arms hooked, a strong green tube of absinthe, and charge wildly towards the throbbing flesh of the dance floor.In our haze we danced freely, at first surrounding an almost randomly selected woman, but then I watched as two pulled her into their fold. I watched powerless with intoxicated curiosity as the men groped and deeply fondled my wife. I was in a seemingly endless state of building arousal from watching her. As I. “This is my older sister, Lauren.” “Wait, the sister that left for school, and wasn’t supposed to be back until the summer?” she questioned, her eyes still drinking in Lauren’s form.“Yup, that’s me.” Lauren chimed in, smiling at the busty, rainbow-haired young woman with equal interest.Seeing their mutual interest in each other boded well for my plans to see if Lauren could be a good match for the punky submissive.“Since you’re here, you can help her move in,” I said, with a voice that made it.