The lingerie models

I looked over to the other sofa to see Clare still swaying her bottom from side to side and bobbing it up and down in time to the music. I was just about to look away when I noticed Dave’s hands running up and down her thigh-length boots. His hands were traveling from her knees up to the top of the boots and then disappearing round the back. I could make out his raised elbows and I realized he was running his hands over her bare bottom before repeating the course again with his hands. Clare had opened her legs a little and she seemed to be enjoying the sensation of feeling our friend’s touch on her bare skin.

My hand was still resting on Susan and I had not even realized I had started gently squeezing her buttock. Still bent over, she looked round at me and smiled before turning her head to look over at Clare and Dave. The two wives’ eyes met and they both laughed and straightened up and reached for their wine. Clare motioned to Susan for them to leave the room and they announced they were going to fill up their glasses. In a break in the music Dave and I lowered our voices and discussed how great that had just been. He said he hoped I didn’t mind Clare being over beside him and I told him I didn’t mind at all. After all, Susan was doing a great job at holding my attention.