The Halloween Party, Part I

Rita was laying the table when the doorbell rang. Alexis, who was more respectably attired in a blue dress that almost reached her ankles rather than ending a quarter-inch below her crotch, walked to the door and looked through the peephole in case it was another group of underage trick-or-treaters. She smiled as she saw Naomi, wearing a blonde wig and a green coat over a pale grey silk uwagi and blue leggings, and carrying a large platter of sushi. Alexis greeted her, ushered her into the dining room without asking who she was meant to be, and relieved her of the plate.

Naomi looked at the spread on the table - tossed salad, fish tacos, pulled pork, jerk chicken, cream horns, glazed yams, pumpkin pie, a plastic jack-o-lantern half-filled with black foiled Hershey kisses and edible condoms, and a range of flavoured lube - and shook her head. "Chocolates?"

"I bought them for any trick-or-treaters, but we had some left over. I told everyone it's a potluck, and there's gumbo in the slow cooker. Have you eaten?"

Naomi inhaled. The aroma of Alexis's famous seafood gumbo almost masked the scent of the pheromones in the aphrodisiac incense. "Yes, but I could be tempted... um, is the cucumber in that salad safe?"

Rita looked slightly miffed. "It's only been in my twat, not my arse, and that was clean." She glanced at Alexis. "And everyone seemed perfectly happy to eat the bananas when you came as Josephine Baker."

Alexis smiled at the memory. "I'll go and get you a cup," she told Naomi, as she headed for the kitchen.

"Thanks." The receptionist turned back to Rita. "How many people are we expecting?"

"Thirty, forty... some of them will be late, after they finish work, but most should start turning up soon."

"Half women, half men?"

"No, most of them are either one or the other, unless you're talking about their preferences."

"Ha ha. Is that going to be enough men for you?"

"I can share. It's not like it's my birthday." She knew that most of the women invited were bisexual, as were a few of the men. The guest list included some lesbians and straight women, but no exclusively gay men: most of their gay male friends and clients were at an all-male party on the other side of town. Rita knew that Alexis liked to have at least one cock available at her orgies for every woman who wanted one. "How about your new toys?"

"They'll be here; I told them they'd better come if they ever wanted to see my boobs again. Thanks," she said, as Alexis returned with a large mug of gumbo and a spoon. "Is there anything you need me to -" She was cut off by the doorbell ringing, and Alexis excused herself, returning to the dining room a moment later with a redheaded Ukrainian dominatrix, a tin of caviar, a bag of bublik, and two large bottles of vodka. The Ukrainian was dressed as Jessica Rabbit, with long gloves covering the tattoos on her arms; she looked at Rita's mini-dress with its Union Jack motif, and said, "Spice Girl, yes?"

"Ginger Spice," Rita affirmed.

"Nice. I'm DeMonique, but you can call me Demi." Rita and Naomi introduced themselves, admiring DeMonique's curvaceous ass as she turned around to place the vodka on the bar. "Nice place you have here," she continued, glancing at Alexis. "Big. Yours?"

"Yes."

"Business must be very good."

"Not that good, but houses are a hell of a lot cheaper here around here than they are in New York, and I inherited this one from my grandmother."

"You live here alone?"

"At present. Sometimes I have guests, and sometimes I take in boarders."

"Your grandmother had big family?"

"Yes."

"Good. Peter will be here soon, though of course you should call him Penny. Where can he put his queening chair?"

***

"Wow," said Seth, tipping his bowler hat up as he stared up at the building. Even on a bright day, it resembled the matte painting of the house from the Addams Family TV series, and for Halloween, Alexis had added touches such as a 'Beware of the Thing' sign on the gate, a glowing jack-o-lantern on the porch, and a collection of styrofoam tombstones with a fake bloody hand emerging from beneath the cross marked 'Carrie'. "Are you sure it's safe to go in?"

Zoe opened the gate and walked up to the door, half expecting the plush raven sitting on the bust above the ledge to say, "Nevermore." Alexis opened the door a moment later, welcomed the four of them in, and was about to introduce them to DeMonique when Meihui - clad in blue as Chun-Li from Street Fighter II, and carrying a large pot of wet noodle ho fun - squealed in delight at Naomi's costume. "Tsunade!"

Naomi grinned, and pirouetted. "You like Naruto?"

"Oh, I'm a huge manga fan," said the beautiful Singaporean, who had to crane her neck slightly to look at Naomi's face rather than her mesmerizing display of cleavage. (Seth and David, though much taller than Naomi, weren't even pretending to make the effort, while Zoe seemed fascinated by the plush snake tied around Alexis's waist.) Meihui turned to DeMonique. "I'm Meihui. Wonder Woman there is Zoe, Loki is David -"

"And I'm Seth." He managed to turn around for long enough to ogle DeMonique instead, took a deep breath, and tried to form a coherent sentence while surrounded by so many gorgeous women busty women. "I, uh -"

"This is your first time here?" asked DeMonique.

"Uh-huh. For all of us."

"Then we'd better tell you the rules, droogie," said Rita, as she looked at them more closely. Both David and Seth were barely out of their teens, and she was sure they'd each be good for at least two or three fucks before midnight, though David and Zoe were so obviously a couple that it might be difficult getting between them. Seth's erection was hidden behind the codpiece of his Clockwork Orange costume, but Rita had heard Andrea enthuse about it and was hoping to take it up her arse at least once before the party ended. "Yes, at some stage, this will almost certainly turn into an orgy, and we have some games to speed things along, but no-one has to do anything they don't want to do. Most of the people we've invited are poly, most are bi, some are tops, some are subs, and most of us are exhibitionist enough to fuck when other people are around, but that doesn't mean any of them are automatically open to everything: being here is not automatically consent to anything, and neither is being naked or partly naked. Unless you've negotiated beforehand or know the person well enough to be absolutely sure they'll say yes, if you want something, you ask. Whether you want to kiss something, lick it, fondle it, tickle it, finger it, spank it, fuck it or fist it, you ask, and if the person says no, you respect that."

"Do you all understand what a safe word is?" asked Alexis. The students nodded. "Good. The standard safe word here is 'safe word': if you hear that, you stop whatever you're doing. The same if someone says 'No', or 'Don't', or 'Stop' -"

"- though preferably not in that order -" Rita interjected.

"Or 'not in my ass' or 'use a condom' or 'more lube' or 'lick it first until I tell you to stop'... you respect that, too. If you don't like it, go and ask someone else; chances are that whatever you want to do, you can find someone who'll say yes - but always ask first. Is that clear?"

"As an unmuddied lake," replied Seth. "As clear as an azure sky of deepest summer."

"Good. There's a bedroom upstairs with a sign saying 'Women Only' - it means what it says. Same with the one that says 'Men Only'. If those doors are closed, don't even open them unless you actually belong on the other side. People who need to want the showers or toilets for their intended purpose get priority, though fucking in the Jacuzzi is fine. No sex in the kitchen, dining room or hallway, so if you don't want to see people fucking, you may want to stick to those rooms or be prepared to avert your eyes. My office is locked and off limits, but there are three other bedrooms, and plenty of couches and chairs and sleeping pads and yoga mats in the other rooms, as well as condoms and lube. No smoking in the house, and no sex or nudity in the front yard - the back yard should be okay, all the neighbours are either out or are friends who we've invited, there are no kids living within a block of here, and we're not expecting any more trick-or-treaters this late. You're the first ones here, so feel free to wander around, help yourself to food, there's soft drinks and beer in the fridge, seafood gumbo in the slow cooker, a coffee machine and teabags on the bench... am I forgetting anything?"

"Penny," DeMonique reminded her; then, to Zoe and Meihui, "There's a man in woman's lingerie lying under a queening chair in the laundry. He's submissive, but strictly straight. If you want your pussy eaten, as long as it's clean and not filled with jizz, you don't need to ask, just sit on the chair and tell him to lick, and he'll keep licking for as long as you want. If you want him to rim you instead, ask me; he loves worshipping women's asses almost as much as their pussies, even if they've just been fucked and are gaping, as long as there's no jizz. He won't do men, and while it's okay for women to threaten to piss or fart on him if he doesn't please you, actually doing it is bad." She looked at the girls' queasy expressions, and shrugged. "You're not into that; good. You can twist his nipples instead, or insult him as much as you like, but don't touch his cock or his balls, and for fuck's sake, never call him 'Senator'. In fact, it's best if you stay off politics altogether: it's a sore subject at the moment."

Zoe nodded. David drew a deep breath, wondering how he was expected to make small talk when surrounded by big tits. "So," said Seth, "what sort of games?"

***

Jon was about to get out of the car when Melissa suddenly muttered "Fuck!" and hunched down in her seat.

"Are you okay?"

"You see the girl who just got out of the back seat of the Volt? The one in the bikini and army helmet?"

"Well, she's not easy to miss."

"She's a student; I've seen her at the library."

"You're sure? Lots of girls have multi-coloured hair."

"Well, she usually wears more clothes and no helmet or snorkel, but yeah, I'm pretty sure."

Jon shrugged. "Okay, so what?"

"What if she recognizes me?"

"Isn't that why you're wearing that veil?"

"I was hoping to take it off at some stage."

"Good." At twenty-three, the mechanic was barely more than half Melissa's age, but they'd been fucking fairly regularly since their first encounter at Amara Holistic Healthcare House: she had fabulous boobs, gave much better head than any of the younger women he'd dated, and while she maintained that his cock was too big for her asshole, she was happy to rim him while he fucked her tits. "Anyway, so what if she does recognize you? Who is she going to tell? And you're a librarian, not her professor, so it's not harassment, right? Besides, it's a big house and there'll be lots of people there, so you won't have to talk to her if you don't want to."

"You've been here before?"

"New Year's Eve party. One of the best nights of my life - before we met, anyway." He smiled. "Are you coming in, or do you want me to take you home?"

Melissa sighed, and waited until she saw Alexis greet the girl and the couple at the front door and usher them inside. "Okay, Goliath. I guess I'm in."

***

DeMonique looked the new arrivals up and down as she stirred orange and cranberry juice into her peach schnapps and vodka. Dan was dressed as Gomez Addams, and Tammi as a flapper in a skirt barely longer than Rita's, but it was the younger woman in the bikini who seemed most fascinated by her cleavage. "Hi," she purred. "I'm Petra, but you can call me Pet."

"DeMonique, but you can call me Demi."

"As in Demi-goddess?"

DeMonique smiled widely. "Can I get you drink, or are you too young?"

"I'm nineteen: is that too young? What are you drinking?"

"Sex on a Beach."

"What's wrong with a bed? What would you recommend?"

The dominatrix looked at the bottles on the well-stocked bar. "Vodka, champagne and pineapple juice?"

"I'll try anything once."

"Quelle surprise," DeMonique said dryly, looking at Robyn's outfit: snorkel and goggles around an M1 helmet, and a black bikini over a suspender belt, fishnet stockings and combat boots. "I'm sorry, I don't recognize your costume."

"You know Tank Girl? I'm her friend, Sub Girl."

"You're a sub?"

"Well, I'm good at going down and getting up again," said Robyn, batting her eyelashes, "and I'm often full of seamen."

DeMonique handed her her flirtini. "I'll be back in a moment," she said. "Enjoy your drink." She picked up her own cocktail, and walked over to where Alexis was chatting with an Asian man in a yellow Star Trek shirt. "Can I talk to you?"

"Sure," she said, leading her into the kitchen. "What's up?"

"Who is girl in bikini? Pet?"

"She asked you to call her Pet? Someone must have told her what you do for a crust."

"Is she really a sub?"

"Sometimes. She's a friend of Andrea's, who sent her to me because she had a recurring dream where she would go up to the whiteboard in her physics lab intending to write down the equation for the Theory of Everything, but instead wrote 'All the class can fuck my ass'. She always woke up at the end of the dream, and so she thought it was a nightmare. After talking to her for a while, I realized it was actually a wet dream and what had woken her was an orgasm - she wasn't a virgin, but none of her boyfriends had ever made her come. I convinced her that the dream was more probably an erotic fantasy, not a nightmare, and that maybe she should try indulging it: not with her whole class, of course, or at least not at first, but with a boy she liked and trusted. She still lives with her parents, who're very protective, so she took it slowly at first for fear that they'd find out she was having sex, but she managed to go to spring break, where her pretty ass was fingered and fucked so much that she told me she could barely sit down on the flight home. That's also where she discovered her submissive side - that she loved fucking and sucking, but only if someone ordered her to do it so that she was absolved of any responsibility. The couple who brought her here are her master and mistress: she tells her parents that she's their babysitter. But if she introduced herself to you as Pet, then yes, she wants you to top her. Are you interested?"

"I don't know. She's cute, yes, but very young. And it sounds like work, for free."

"You love your work."

"I love dominating and humiliating men, yes, but that is what those men want and what all men deserve. You know this too. Women are..."

"Fun? Tasty?"

DeMonique's mouth quirked slightly. "But on other hand, I think I owe you for sending Senator back to me. He is very generous since his divorce. Is even talking about buying me nice apartment here so I can move back to town. So, what is this girl into?"

***

Melissa followed Alexis and Jon down the hall to the dining room, hanging back slightly until Jon noticed Robyn following DeMonique out of the doorway at the other end of the room and signalled that the coast was clear. The librarian listened as Alexis outlined the house rules, then tried not to flinch visibly when she heard the girl in the Wonder Woman costume enthusing about the salad dressing. She glanced at her while trying not to be obvious about it, and recognized her as another student - one she was more accustomed to seeing in the stacks in cargo pants and a baggy T-shirt or hoody with a geeky slogan, than in a sequined tight red corset, red boots and blue star-spangled bun-huggers.

Melissa took a deep breath of gumbo- and incense-scented air, and forced herself to relax. Alexis had already made it clear that no-one at the party was required to do anything they didn't want to, and looking around, the only hint so far that this was anything other than a conventional costume party was Rita's extremely short skirt and already obvious lack of underwear. Tom, dressed as the young Mad Max Rockatansky, had disappeared into the kitchen in search of a Moosehead, and Melissa, noticing that Wonder Woman seemed to be looking at her curiously, retreated back into the hall and from there into the cavernous home theatre. The enormous screen was showing a video clip of an attractive black woman whose natural breasts were so enormous that the white man lying beside her on a massage table was able suck one of them while she sucked his cock. There were two people sitting on the couch in the front row, one wearing a bowler hat, but they seemed to be watching the movie rather than actually having sex, so the librarian sat on a chair in the corner and tried to breathe normally. Then, shortly after the extremely female performer on the screen removed her shorts and climbed onto her seated partner's lap, facing him, the woman sitting in the front row emulated her: she glanced over her boyfriend's shoulder, and she and Melissa recognized each other instantly. "Miss Tetona?" said Meihui, automatically, then blushed. "Uh... hi?"

Melissa winced behind her veil, and stood despite her slightly shaky legs. "Hi."

"It's okay," Meihui assured her as Seth turned his head. "We weren't doing anything, uh, yet. You can stay if you want to watch the, uh, movie."

"We've never been to a party like this one before," Seth added. "We're not sure what the proper etiquette is in these circumstances."

"Me neither, I'm afraid," said Melissa - then, rather than continue to call across the length of the large room, she walked towards them as Meihui climbed off Seth's lap, "but calling me by my surname seems a bit too formal, even ridiculous. I'm Melissa."

"Seth."

"Meihui."

Melissa blinked, suddenly remembering her first threesome, which had begun with Brianna asking, "May we?" "Yes," she said, removing her sequinned bra and releasing her bodacious big-nippled breasts, "you may."

***

"So, Pet," said DeMonique, as she shut the door of the upstairs bathroom behind her, "you say you're a sub."

"Yes, Demi-goddess."

"And you will do anything I tell you to?"

"Yes, Demi-goddess."

"Good. Take off your pants and get down on all fours." She placed her handbag on the vanity table and removed a short string of anal beads. "Do you know what these are?" she asked, waving them in front of Robyn's face like a hypnotist's pocketwatch.

"Yes, Demi-goddess." Robyn stuck her tongue out and licked the largest of the beads, trying to flick it into her mouth.

"Have you used them before?"

"No. I've had butt plugs and vibrators and dildos in my asshole, and cocks and fingers, but not beads."

"Do you know how they work?"

"You stick them in your asshole, and pull them out when you come?"

"Not my asshole, Pet; yours." She grabbed a bottle of lube from the shelf. "But you don't get to come yet. There are six beads on this string. That sounds like a good number. I'm going to put these in your ass, and then I want you to stay in this room and offer your services for people who come in to use the shower."

"What sort of services?"

"A cleaning service. You will offer to use your mouth to clean any part of their body when they shower. Mostly it will be cocks and cunts and assholes, and I know you're used to licking those. Some might say no, but after six people have said yes and you've cleaned them to their satisfaction, come looking for me and I'll remove the beads while you make yourself come. Is that clear?"

"Yes, mistress. What if they want to fuck me?"

"Obviously, they can't fuck your ass while the beads are in it, so tell them they'll have to wait. You can decide for yourself if you're going to let them fuck your cunt, but I suggest that you tell them that you're a slut and you love it in the butt."
"I'm a slut and I love it in the butt. Yes, Demi-Goddess."

"If they're really in a hurry to fuck you, you can tell them that the sooner you've licked six people clean, the sooner you'll be ready to fuck, so ask them to send their friends in. Or if they want you to do something that you're not sure is okay, tell them that I'm your mistress and they'll have to ask me for permission. And they may have to earn it."

"Yes, Demi-Goddess. Thank you. Anything else?"

"That's enough for now. Come and find me when you've finished doing what you're told."

***

Meihui stared at Melissa's boobs. They weren't as enormous or pendulous as the ones she'd seen on the screen, not even quite as big as Zoe's, but there was something almost hypnotic about the creamy mounds of flesh tipped with beautiful bubblegum-pink nipples and the areolae as big as Oreos. The beautiful little Singaporean often regretted that because her breasts were tiny, her lovers - even her female ones - had tended to neglect her sensitive nipples, going straight for her tight little cunt or her small shapely ass. She couldn't help but envy this older woman her magnificent breasts, and all of the attention they must have received over the years. She glanced over at Seth, who had wrapped his mouth around the huge areola of Melissa's left tit and was sucking on as though starving, and then she delicately kissed the librarian's right nipple, running her tongue around it gently, delighting in the feeling of it swelling and stiffening even more as she teased it.

Melissa moaned with pleasure as the two students worshipped her boobs, sending wonderful thrilling sensations all the way down to her clit and back up to her brain. After a few euphoric minutes, she reached down to play with Seth's cock, and discovered that Meihui had already unbuckled his codpiece, unzipped his trousers and pulled them down to his knees, and wrapped her dainty hand around his impressive erection. A moment later, the girl stopped pleasuring Melissa's nipple, repositioned herself on the couch, and began licking Seth's dick as though it were a super-sized popsicle.

Melissa bent her neck to kiss the top of Seth's head. "Having a good time?" she asked.

"Mm-mmm!"

"You like my boobs?"

"Mm-mmm!!"

"You're a tit man?"

Meihui laughed, and Seth stopped sucking Melissa's beautiful big boob long enough to gasp, "No, I'm an ass man, but your boobs are sensational. Gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh!"

Melissa grinned, and pushed his head into her cleavage, rubbing her tits across his face. "So, you like women's asses, huh?"

"Yes!"

"What would you rather fuck, my boobs, my snatch or my ass?"

"All three! But if I could only have one, I'd choose your ass."

"You've had anal sex before?"

"Not as often as I'd like, but yes, a few times."

"Hmm." Melissa dropped to her knees and watched Meihui running her tongue around the head of Seth's circumcised cock. The librarian looked appraisingly at the swollen organ - slightly longer than most she'd seen, but smaller than Jon's, not too thick for anal - then removed her veil and began licking up and down the shaft, from his frenulum down to his scrotum. Seth looked down and marvelled at the spectacle of two women, with very different styles of beauty, slobbering over his cock and balls, kissing either side, taking it in turns to see how far down its length they could leave lipstick kiss-marks: Melissa, with more experience and a larger mouth, won that contest easily, and then wrapped her huge tear-drop tits around his slippery shaft. Meihui pouted, feeling that this was somehow unfair, but settled for French-kissing the head of his cock and licking the slit at the tip as it emerged from Melissa's cleavage. "That feels fantastic!" Seth moaned, "but if you want me to fuck you -"

"Oh, I do," said Melissa. She let go of her boobs so that she could pull her sequined hip scarf and sheer harem pants down, revealing a thick triangular bush of dark curly hair. She licked his balls while removing the last pieces of her costume, then crouched on all fours in front of him, her voluptuous ass in the air. "But get me ready first," she added, as she reached back to stroke her clit.

To her surprise, Seth clambered off the couch and buried his face between her cheeks, running his tongue down the crack of her butt. She shrieked, then laughed, as he began licking her asshole - tentatively, at first, then more enthusiastically as he realized that she'd cleaned and perfumed her anus in the hope of being sodomized. "Oh fuck," she gasped, between giggles, "don't stop if you don't want to, I haven't been rimmed in months, but that wasn't what I meant! I meant, get some lube for my ass, and fuck my pussy for a minute first!"

Seth chuckled, but he continued licking, and the librarian reached back with her right hand to play with her clit. Meihui sighed softly, and walked over to the shelves to grab a bottle of Pjur. Melissa turned her head at the sound of her footsteps, and blinked. "Are you okay with this? I don't want you to feel left out. Would you like me to go down on you?"

Meihui hesitated very briefly before replying, "Sure."

"Good. Let me turn around so you can sit on the couch." She glanced over her shoulder briefly. "Do you want to fuck me now?"

Seth removed his tongue from her ass and asked, "Is this a trick question?", before the three of them repositioned themselves. Meihui sat, spread her slender legs, and lifted the short skirt of her blue cheongsam to reveal a matching micro-thong which she quickly rolled down her legs without removing her boots. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, and her dewy little cunt was one of the prettiest Melissa had ever seen. The librarian kissed it from her clit to her taint and back again, inhaling the wonderful fragrance as she teased Meihui's lovely lips apart with her tongue. She sucked gently on her clit hood, coaxing the little nubbin out until it was visible, then licked around it until the student was moaning with delight. All of her lovers, male and female, had been roughly her own age, and much less experienced at cunnilingus than the woman now crouched between her legs. Seth, meanwhile, slid his cock into Melissa's wet furry snatch and began fucking her, doggy-fashion, while the librarian applied lube to her asshole with her left hand and slowly inserted her index finger into her dark hot depths. The sensation of being penetrated both vaginally and anally while Seth's balls bumped rhythmically against her clit was delightful, but she held off her own orgasm while she concentrated on making Meihui come. When the student arched her back and let out a contralto squeal of ecstasy, Melissa slid another slippery finger into her asshole and began frigging it in synch with Seth's thrusting into her overflowing cunt until she, too, began coming loudly enough to be heard in the kitchen.

A moment later, she withdrew her fingers from her butt, kissed Meihui's snatch, and glanced over her shoulder. "Fuck me in the ass," she said. "Put it where it counts. Now!"

"As you wish," said Seth, pulling out of her cunt and placing the head of his cock at her backdoor. Melissa had used enough lube that he was able to insert his dick with ease, but not so much that she didn't gasp as she felt her sphincter expand to let the bulbous head through and then tighten around the shaft. She grinned as she felt every inch of his erection slide into her ass until his pubic hair tickled her cheeks; it felt like a perfect fit. "Ooh, yeah," she crooned, as he carefully pulled back and then thrust into her again, neither too forcefully or too timidly. She wiggled slightly to get the angle exactly right, and silently gave thanks to whoever had taught this younger man how to buttfuck a woman. She reached back with her clean right hand to rub her clit, and repeated, throatily, "Yeah!" as his pace quickened and she felt her orgasm approaching. "Now grab my tits and fuck me hard!"

Seth, also close to coming, didn't need any further encouragement; he fucked the librarian's luscious ass with almost manic energy, until he felt her sphincter tighten around the base of his cock as she came with a scream that momentarily deafened him. He waited until her butthole unclenched enough for him to move again, then gasped, "Do you want me to pull out, or can I come in your ass?"

"Yes! Fuck! Come in my ass! Come in my ass! Fuck! Fuck!"

He grinned, then looked over at Meihui, who was staring at his cock as it plunged back into Melissa's butt. She seemed both fascinated and incredibly aroused, her nipples hard, her pupils so wide that her irises were barely visible, her chest scarlet with post-orgasmic flush. The sight was enough to send him over the edge, and Melissa came again as she felt his warm creamy semen gushing into her well-fucked butt. The two of them collapsed at Meihui's feet, panting as though they'd just run a marathon.

Meihui was the first to realize that they'd attracted an appreciative audience: Rita and Tammi were leaning up against the bookshelves along one side of the room with their already short skirts hiked up above their hips, idly jilling themselves off. The student blushed, but didn't attempt to conceal or disguise what they'd been doing. After Tammi came and slid to the floor, Rita shook her head and said, "Wow."

Melissa looked around, grinned sheepishly, and said, "I thought we should start the party with a bang."

"Well, no-one could say that was just a whimper," Rita retorted. "No hurry, but do you know where the bathrooms are, when you want to wash up?"

Melissa nodded. Seth rolled off her, grabbed the stripper pole beside the TV screen, and hauled himself up off the floor before extending a hand to the librarian and helping her up off the floor. With their arms around each other's waists, they staggered off into the corridor.

"That was fantastic," said Melissa, kissing him on the cheek. "I'd love to do that again, sometime, if that's okay with your girlfriend." When he didn't reply, she added, "I assume she is your girlfriend? If not, I'm sorry, but I don't know what else to call her. Did she ever tell me her name?"

(To be continued...)