Step away

You pull out of her and stand up, tucking your cock away as she rolls onto her back, purring contentedly. You hear some grunting and moans of sexual delight not far away and know that the other couples are having their own fun.

"You're such a fucking animal Jeremy," Chanel murmurs, sounding more than slightly drunk. "I loved it. Come on back to the party and have some drinks."

You make a non-committal but agreeable noise and step back as she stands up. When she bends over to pull her shorts up you take three quick steps into the darkness, trusting to your black clothing to hide you.

It works. When she looks around and doesn't see you she gives an amused giggle. "Jeremy? Where'd you go? You're such a bad boy, you pervert."

You stay silent, not moving until she gives a snort of annoyance wanders back to the blankets. She pours herself another drink, sitting cross legged and looking a little grumpy. You realise this would be the perfect time to make your escape, but you're also very curious about what will happen when the other couples show up.