I broke the kiss, and looked into Karen's face. I could see the love there, and the excitement of having her first boyfriend. "Karen, honey, as your n...w boyfriend, I need to show you a little thing about kissing your boyfriend, OK? Now, just wet your lips with your tongue, and when we kiss, keep your lips open just a little."I wet my lips, and watched Karen do the same. I leaned over and kissed her, and let the wetness of our lips make it far more passionate then the first. I opened my mouth. If he looked a little further down, that was okay, too.“How tall are you, anyway?” she asked in a break between records. She instantly regretted it. He’d be certain to ask back.“Six-three, and you?”“A little less.” As if he couldn’t tell that. “Almost five feet.” He grinned at her. They danced one more dance.“Want another drink?” he asked. Really, she didn’t yet. She needed to pace herself. Her third would be her last, and even that would mean hoping she wasn’t stopped on her way home. She was. Well, we wanted to get the best guys we could, so a little more daring or thicker makeup would help things along. So, there we were, sat there on Friday with our skirts up around our waists. In front of us were seven sets of hungry eyes taking it all in. It was fun watching the boys nudging each other out of the way to get the best view, but underneath our little giggles I think we both got quite turned on. It sort of made me feel like a goddess, with humble servants and shit like that. ‘So,. While I lay there and held her, she nudged me and said, "Look," pointing to the pool.There is a complete view of the pool area from my bedroom windows that line the side of the deck. As I focused on the other side of the pool, I saw that the ladies had moved to the lounger on that side. Cara was sitting on the lounger and Amy was standing in front of her. The dress was slowly unzipped and dropped to the deck, showing off her unbelievable body and lovely undies. So sexy and frilly. Then the top.