"Tomorrow, a party, I think it is still my turn to choose where we go. As I recall you stood me up last time. I intend to show you off." What kind of ...arty," I said.Her face showed some concern. "Hmm, yes, it is going to be formal. I assume you don't have a tux," she said."You assume correctly," I said."No problem, I'll rent you one," she said airily. "I know a place." Marylou, I don't..." Let me handle this one, okay. You're my handsome guy. I want to show you off. I especially want Brad to. A bit later I threw on some music, grabbed another bottle of whiskey and we started to make things a little more exciting. Tara & Kait got up in the middle of the floor and started dancing with eachother, grinding their asses into each others pussies, running their hands all over each other's bodies, I could tell they were definitely starting to have a good time and I knew exactly where this was going. After a while of dancing the girls came back over to the couch and decided it was massage. Elizabeth continued to flick her tongue over Francine’s tits as together they started to remove each other’s final part of clothing, their panties. As the panties slid further down their thighs, Elizabeth withdrew from Francine’s boobs. Her cheeks started to turn crimson as Francine looked at the neatly trimmed bush around her pussy. Unlike Elizabeth, Francine’s pussy was completely bald and was immaculate to gaze upon. Spitting on her hand, Francine began to rub the saliva into Elizabeth’s. While he was taking care of her cut, he kept an eye on her to make sure, she was alright. With her foot held a bit high, he noticed to have a clear view up her skirt. Not only that, the things looked even better when he realized that he could see right up her crotch to view a smooth naked flesh without the panties. The continuum of his thought was still wilder that she was planning to join him for the drinks and the dinner evening, minus the panties!! They had finished their can of beer rather.