They paid more attention to each other than they did to us. They were used to that kind of interaction. The moms talk with one another while the boys ...ct goofy. Thankfully when we were done with dinner things took a turn for the better.The boys kept up the angle of Mary Ann's son Andy being my "date" and my Robert being hers. After they had cleared the table (they would never do that at any other time), they came to us, Andy to me and Robert to Mary Ann. They took us each by the hand and led us. Miranda put her hand on her lover’s shoulder. She gave Skyler’s collarbone a slight kiss, but all she tasted was cotton. ‘Think about it Miranda, just fucking think about it.’ Skyler pushed Miranda’s hand away and then she plopped down on the edge of the bed. She watched Miranda’s shoulders as they tensed. ‘Miranda?’ ‘What?’ she sniffed, wiping the tears from her eyes. ‘Come to bed.’ ‘Why the hell should I?’ sobbed Miranda. ‘You’re very convincing in bed,’ laughed Skyler, patting the empty. The dance floor was crowded with all those twenty-something girls and boys writhing together. Having fun.And there were fancy colored drinks of unpronounceable names and unfamiliar contents to be drunk. But it was the sort of place where Katy was at home. She loved the bright lights; loved the writhing bodies of the young people; loved the excitement of the whole thing. And there was not a soul here who knew her.She had joined in on the upbeat first three songs and looked almost like the. I give it a little pinch as people walk by. I can feel you fidget in your chair. I lean over and whisper “You better keep quiet you wouldn’t want us to get caught would you. As I pinch your nipple again. And smirk as you try not to moan out loud.I take my arm from around you and place it in your lap. I start to inch my way up your leg. I can feel the heat from your pussy as my hand gets closer to it. I look at you and see you trying to look innocent. I grab your hand and place it in my lap and.