Punch, yes, booze, no. The hot food would come later in the evening, though. They could start with chips and soft drinks or punch.A plan for the eveni...g? Well, not really, although we generally thought we'd let the kids start out with board games. Then food, followed by dancing. Slow dancing, for the most part and sort of an outline of how the evening would go. Christmas music on the stereo to start.Stephanie was the first to arrive, and it was obvious as soon as she took her coat off that she. It helped slightly, the flaring sensations around me fading back a bit. The sensations reduced to a dull background noise with those closest to me still piercing through, but even then diminished.It was very odd knowing how people were feeling all the time, some telepaths more or less blocked me out, but in most situations I knew what people around me felt. It had taken some time to realise that's what I was sensing and then some experience to tie up emotional states with their various. You do realize that don’t you...Private..."?"Yes...yes! Private! ...And don't worry....I won't tell anyone" He said...trying to reassure her.She said something to Neeta again in her ear that seemed to calm her down."Well...Private, Ramesh ....maybe you should go lock the door and come back in here" Tanu said with a smile.This was an open invitation to my husband who was already feeling hardness in his trouser.He knew what she was getting at and he had locked the door and shot back in the room. She opened her eyes and I leaned in. She grabbed my head with both hands, pulled me right in, and started to embrace me like I’ve never embraced before. The passion, lust, and love were pouring out of us as we kissed harder and harder. I kept fingering her during this entire time and felt her start to come. Right then, I stopped kissing, leaned over to her ear. I started whispering. ‘Uhhhh, you feel so good. The way you smell, the way you walk, the way your hips grind into me, the way you arch.