Runs into her old flame!

Lauren, her butt freshly smacked, stumbled forward awkwardly... and came up short, nearly running straight into Mike. He turned to face her. Lauren hadn't seen him in months. But oh, she'd thought about him. And, his toned body in his trunks lived every bit up to her memory and expectation..! She felt that familiar weakness in her knees upon seeing him.

"M.. mm... Mike!" She stammered. "What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Your sister invited me." He said calmly. His cool demeanor made her all the more flustered.

"Oh... that makes sense..." She said dumbly, feeling all the dumber. She cringed as Mark clearlly looked her up and down. Oh god, he was checking her out! Not in a flattering way, but with an amused grin on his face. She had to get away from him! She turned, eager to rush away. Unfortunately, her bare foot slid out in a puddle of water on the ground. She pinwheeled comically, yelping like a loon before she fell backwards, dumping the tray over herself.

It took Lauren a moment to get her bearings. She had something in her face. She wiped across her eyes. One of the little cream covered cakes had gotten her right between the eyes, and her gesture had smeared it all over her. She had champagne running over her, down her hair, dripping into her suit. Some kind of chocolate mini cake was plastered over her right breast, cheery on top comically placed right where her nipple would be. Oh god she was a mess! She groaned in disgust.

She looked up to laughter from all around. She saw the jeering, looking down faces. She realized that, besides being utterly filthy now, she was sitting with her legs spread wide. She looked down. Her bare lips, pulled apart with the torn string of a bikini between them, were pointed straight towards Mark in the lewdest of manners.

"OH! OHHHH!" She moaned, cupping her hands over crotch and slamming her thighs together. Megan, her sister and mother all appeared around her.

"What happened here?" Her sister asked with a menacing tone...