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... hardened, noticeably. The whole act seemed to have been

calculated to draw attention to her top so that everyone

would see her exposed breast before she covered it up again.

If I didn't know her better, I would say that Kathy was be-

coming an exhibitionist.

The game came to an end with our team losing. It was

disappointing but we were here mainly for the company. We

headed back to the frat house. The undergraduate brothers

had hired a band for the after-game party and they were

already playing when we arrived at the house. We grabbed a

beer and headed for the dance floor. After downing my beer,

I grabbed Kathy for a dance. She giggled as we began to

gyrate to the beat. Kathy was careful to make no sudden

moves. She was aware that people were looking at her and

thought it better not to expose herself. She swayed to the

music and swung her arms in enough of a jerking motion to

impose on her top the extra burden of containing her jiggl-

ing breasts.

The next song was slow. I got a chance to hold

Kathy's luscious body close. The feeling of her breasts

mashing against me was making me hard. She smiled deviously

as she nudged her right knee into my crotch. She put her

head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Honey, this

whole day has made me so horny. I really like the looks that

I'm getting from the men. I think I'll dress sexy like this

all the time. You better be ready tonight, because I'm ...

... gonna

fuck your brains out." The last line surprised me. I had

never heard Kathy use that kind of language before. She

squeezed my neck as she pulled herself up to give me a very

sloppy kiss. My cock twitched. I was looking forward to

satisfying Kathy's demand.

After our dance we went back for more beer. Before

we reached the bar, Jim was asking me if he could dance with

my wife. I looked at Kathy and said, "Its up to the lady."

Kathy said, "I'd love to, Jim." He whisked her off to the

dance floor as I headed for the bar. I got our drinks and

waited at the bar for Kathy to return. I watched Jim and

Kathy dance, and admired her body as I'm sure Jim was close

up. He seemed to looked at her chest more than her face. The

next song was slow and before Kathy could head back to meet

me, Jim had corralled her for the dance. He put his arms

around her waist and pulled her close. Kathy tried to remain

apart a respectable distance. Jim's clutches were putting a

strain on her back, however. Finally, Kathy gave in and let

Jim feel those magnificent breasts mashed against his body.

When the song was over, Jim reluctantly let Kathy

go. She joined me at the bar looking somewhat flustered. She

was obviously blushing. I asked her what was wrong. She told

me that she felt Jim get hard when dancing slow with him.

Before the end of the dance he began to grind it into her

stomach. I ask her if I should talk to him about it and ...