"Mrs. Conroy? She's... um, who can I tell her called?" was the reply from a suddenly mildly flustered receptionist."This is her husband, please patch ...e through," he requested.After a noticeable short pause, then, "Oh, uh, Mrs. Conroy is tied up at the moment, and I'm not sure when she will be available. May I leave her a message?"Early thought for a moment, "No, I'll talk to her at home tonight. Just tell her I called," and he hung up.Something about the call didn't fit, but it took him. I HAD to have them all. I returned to my husband waiting patiently on the couch. hows everyone else doing? he asked. What are they doing? I was so horny I could barely speak oh nothing theyre just playing cards and………..well. Hey hun? yeah he said quizzically. Its my Birthday and all and I was just wondering if you wouldnt mind………you know, just going back to bed for a while. Huh? Why? What going on? Well its just that Trisha brought your friends here and gave me this pill as a birthday present.. It is, isn't it? We are all in the same classes at school, which makes it a school event!"Tracy was all hostess. " I am sure it can be described as such, Peggy. Then you must enjoy this one, girl! Shall I take your coat? You can take your bag to ... where is the bag with your party dress?" Tracy ... I ... don't have a party dress. I am most terribly sorry!"Tracy looked her up and down. "Don 't worry. It is no bother. Hmm ... you are about the size I used to be before I swelled up. I wonder .... ...fuck...fuck...." she would say in rapid succession as her body was tossed by her own touch and the feeling of eroticism in the car. Chloe slowly continued to roll her hips upward and then back down as the orgasm edged off and she became alert again to her setting in the car and her hand on my thigh. As her breathing slowed her chest would rise and fall sharply moving her aroused tits up and down like the waves on the sea. A smile ran across her face as she released her pussy and again.