The Center of the Lounge

Following your overly excited date inside, with your best friend falling in step beside you, you pass through the modern doorway into the Starsound. The interior of the Lounge obviously had a bit of confusion of what it wanted to be; it was part-club, part-restaurant. Dark contoured ceiling, accentuated by flashes of red, purple and dark blue gave the entire place a darkly lively aura, especially later in the night it went to.

"Come on, I think Abby has found us a table. Didn't we have a seating plan?" Danny asked. Not being from the same school made him a bit naïve on the whole goings-on of the evening. Not that you paid much attention either.

You and Danny settle into your seats, either side of Abby. Finally able to take stock of the surroundings, you glance around your table first. Next to Danny, across from you, was Andrew, one of your closest friends. Knowing each other several years and helping each other through hardships, you can rely on each other for anything. Noticing you're looking at him, he raises his Budweiser glass in your direction with a smile. On his left was his girlfriend, Hayley, who you didn't expect to see. Usually quite reserved, but also extremely intelligent, whilst having a bomb body, she often becomes the object of your desire when you have parties at Andrew's whilst she's there. She gives you a warm smile as she notices you looking. Finally, on your right is your closest female friend, Samantha, one of the girls you have somehow managed to kiss and remain friends with. Despite being constantly turned on by her voluptuous body, not much ever happened between you two. Though, given that everyone has finished education, things could change soon. She winks over at you and giggles and your jaw-dropped response to her stunning black dress.

Your gaze drifted from your table further outwards. Only two other tables were worth noting.

The first of which is the so-called popular's table. You used to have a few friends who ended up defecting to their side. Amongst their raucous ranks was Courtney, your ex-girlfriend, who, despite having a killer curvaceous body, had a serious issue with lying and drinking. Despite that, you sometimes long for that emotional security again. You pull your eyes away as a swell of anger dawns on you. Across from her is Katie, one of your old friends who sided with Courtney in the breakup. You always found her attractive, naturally mixed blonde-brown hair, a pair of D tits and an ass that could comfortably hug your cock, she was a veritable bombshell. She caught your eye briefly and raised and eyebrow, before looking back to the table and drinking.

The final table was the one furthest away from the dancefloor, the teachers table. The only truly noticeable one on there is your old science teacher, Alice, who took a liking to you as a student who, whilst not the best graded, was attentive, well-behaved, and concentrated. What she didn't know is that you were paying more attention to her ass, that seemed to beckon you over. When she used to squeeze past your desk was your favourite days. She looked over in your direction and offered a small wave and a large grin, which you eagerly returned.

Suddenly, the buffet opens, and a tune strikes up on the dance floor ("Is this Thirty Seconds to Mars?" Danny asked before hastily getting out of his chair to the dancefloor).

People scatter, tables are left half attended.

So much to do. So much time to do it.