When she glanced down she could see them poking at the fabric of her sweater. And the wetness she could feel on her legs wasn't all because of Danny.C...uples were drifting towards the raised patio outside the lunchroom. The patio had been built a couple of years before as an outside dining area when the weather was fair. You had to go up a flight of steps, and there was no way from there down to the parking lot, so this was always opened during a dance."Shall we go that way?" she asked Jeff as. It was from Dennis, from early yesterday morning. ‘Well, that was a fucking disaster. I thought you loved me, you two-faced slut. I can’t remember feeling like such an idiot. You standing there… telling your story about Don to your girlfriends… how you fucked someone behind my back… like it was nothing… we’re done… I can’t believe you could tell them and not me… your are such a liar… I could never trust you again.’ The phone clicked. I started crying again and they all tried to console me.. After a few minutes, I looked around for Elsa and Cindy, but they were gone. Those images of them spread out on a bed in a hotel room with the men switching back and forth between them swept through my head again. I knew them well enough to know they’d orchestrate something like that. They each liked group sex.Melanie understood my thinking better than the other two who’d stayed with me in the lounge. While we sat and watched some of the other dancers, many of whom were sexy women, Mel. ..I say curious....ohh...well...umm...he smirks..i was just thinking...I am horny...and I see you are too..grins and glances at my bulge...I figure we could just go ahead and stroke it...I mean no big deal right...we both do it anyway,,,,and we seen plenty of cocks before..you wouldnt mind, right? before I can answer he pulls it out and starts rubbing...i stare a bit surprised but figure what the heck , why not....so I pull my cock ouy and stroke too...we are both so hard and horny now , as we.