Thread: Maybe Mom Shouldn't Party

Google said The ring was something he noticed right away but it didn't put him off his game at all, if anything it only made her more appealing to him from the get go. A single woman her age or a recent divorcee would be easy enough to fuck and for her there would be little regret but with a married woman there would be regret in the morning, the walk of shame, something that he could hold over her without much difficulty at all and perhaps use that as an avenue in order to get back to that sweet little peach of a daughter of hers. Of course first he would need to fuck her but he doubted it would be all that difficult for him to pull that off considering that she had inebriated when she arrived and just knocked back two glasses of quite potent punch that would make even the most seasoned of Delta party sluts quite tipsy. Right, dancing does seem like a wonderful idea doesn't it, good music and someone who can clearly appreciate it with me. He said with a chuckle as he took the cups from her hands and set them aside on a nearby table and moving in closer to April, quite a bit taller then her but standing six foot two he was used to being taller then most of the women he met no matter what their age was. Standing next to her he slipped an arm around her waist and led her through the Frat house, but instead of taking her out back he was taking her to a more private part of the party, through the house and into a large mostly open room in the back, chairs and couches spread along the walls. If you thought of the party as something at your normal club then the back yard would be the dance floor for the masses, just about anyone who arrived would be allowed out there but this room was something different... the equivalent of a VIP room. The room was only sparsely populated by a few other members of the fraternity and some well picked young women who were with them, some dancing, others on the couches and chairs enjoying quite a bit of closeness, two of them clearly receiving lap dances from young women who were very clearly drunk. The music here was different as well, slower paced and with a deeper bass, the whole thing practically begging its listeners to strip and couple right then and there while the dim lighting promised to obscure just about anything that went on, only a single lamp in a corner and a fifty inch flat screen television which was displaying images of women dancing and withering in a way that was practically pornographic to provide the lighting. I think this is a better place for us to have a little fun. He teased her as he moved behind her, holding her close to him. Why don't you show me what you got and then we will see if you can keep my pace. Click to expand... April found herself in the room away from the rest of the party, she hadn't really expected this but it didn't seem to matter. She was hearing the music, she was feeling the handsome young man grind up behind her, her round motherly hips in his hands as she started to dance a slow provacative dance. She could feel his body behind her as she moved to the music her hands in the air, her leather skirt sliding against his pants as she oved. She was feeling nothing but pleasure as the alcohol coursed through her body. Her head filled with a combination of alcohol and excitement, her inhibitions were down, if she had any at long. The young man felt hard and strong as her back rested back against him, she laughed and moved, feeling happy and young, something she desired and longed for.