She'd chosen a slow sexy number and she was really working it. As she got close, she rested her hands on his knees and leant in to whisper in his ear ...is this what you want?" She said quietly and began to dance for him. Slowly at first then she started to really warm things up. Her hips began to gyrate and she turned around giving him a full view of her ass. Paul let out a sigh and rubbed himself through his jeans. Like me, he was enjoying the show and was clearly finding the restraint. I ment it would be difficult for any tipsey guys to get to her pussy or ass. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and said I love it. Well Saturday came and she dressed and left. She said she was told the party would be over at midnight and she could leave then. So I figured she'd be home around one AM. Well at two thirty I was worried , then I heard the garage door going up and I saw her headlights. I went to the kitchen door to meet her. She came in looking exhausted, her hair was a mess and she. Tess looked at me kind of funny, but finally just accepted my inane remark as an attempted compliment. She probably wondered why Carla Frances' image had come into my head, at that moment, in the first place. Hell, I didn't know. I wondered about it myself.So I ignored, and more-or-less disguised, the existence of my raging boner, and gave Tess' still-naked body a scrumptious rub-down that had her moaning with pleasure. Then we drank one-inch of red wine each, served chilled. (Maybe you're not. "What?" I asked, knowing I couldn't have heard Lilly correct."I said you had better watch your ass around Linda", Lilly told me again."She's a dyke--a lesbian--a rug-muncher. Do I need to draw you a thepicture?" But., but." I stutter."She's always hitting on the girls at the club. She's hit on me severaltimes. She's even hit on that fat cow Penny." Lilly informed me."That can't be". I said in defense of myself."Mark my words, she is only being nice to get into your panties. Watchyourself,.