The voices in the shadows liked that move! He stepped out of the slacks and flipped them away with one foot.The voices in the shadows liked that move! He stepped out of the slacks and flipped them away with one foot. He thought as he did so that he felt something scrape at his ankle, but still couldn't see clearly beyond his circle of light. Now down to briefs and slippers, he bumped and ground as the music slowed down - the Beatles' "Revolution", Clapton's original version of "After Midnight", Rod Stewart's "Tonight's the Night". He did a spin kick and felt someone grab the slipper off his foot. A split, and as he got up a hand reached in and got the other slipper. Then an arm (had to be Meg) reached in and pulled the ties, zipping his briefs away! He stopped dancing in surprise as the lights went out but the music continued. A voice suddenly whispered in his ear, "Don't stop now, big boy" and he felt the unmistakable pressure of a pair of breasts at his back and hips against his buttocks. He began to bump and grind again, the body behind him matching his every move and slowly moving him across the room. He could not tell where he was going, but had decided this was Sandy from the high spot her breasts were hitting him. The music changed to a rumba, as he collided cock first with another body in front of him. He automatically grabbed her by the hips, as the body behind him did the same to him, and the sandwich worked its way forward in the dark. His cock was trapped with the shaft between the ass cheeks of the girl in front, the head bumping her spine with every step. The breasts behind him were erect now, he felt the tips of the nipples burning into his back. |