That may have been where lap-dancing was invented since it was an obvious way to enjoy the now readily available standing-up parts while sitting. Natu...ally, the guests joined up with the hosts. The desire for more comfort pushed them to the bedrooms where assorted thumping, squealing, moaning, and groaning was heard all through the night.After thoroughly enjoying two vigorous poundings by Wayne (the penetrations on the porch not being counted), Sandra drifted off to sleep cuddling with him,. It was not long before Sean was sliding his hand into my robe and playing with my naked breast my nipple hardened instantly and I felt the wetness starting in my pussy again, pushing my robe of my shoulders he kissed is my down my shoulder to my breasts then on to my nipple and began to suck. God I was horny I literally dragged Sean to the bed room and once inside I started to undo his pants and pulled them round his ankles but before he could remove them completely I pushed him onto the bed. "I need this report done by twelve." Mark handed me a dictation tape, grinned and made his way back to his office. "What, no smile?" he said, peeking around the corner.I forced one to my lips, even though my eyes screamed, "Die you fucking little worm!"*************There was nothing I could do except begin typing his report. I had long since learned after many spankings, that it wouldn't do to wallow in my own sorry situation or try for petty revenge. At least, not until the opportunity arose. I thought she looked like a queen and she made me feel like a peasant.The next time she came around the dance floor she saw me watching her and she knew at once that those tight fitting jeans hadn't fooled me a bit. Something changed on her face, a sort of pinched, embarrassed look come over it, and when the dance ended she walked over to where I was sitting. She plopped on the empty stool next to me, and looked a bit tired with a fine sheen of sweat on her upper lip.I had to ask, so I looked.