Er... something naughty?

"Sure," John shrugged.

"Cool." Selene placed both her hands on his shoulders as she straddled him. "You should take off my shirt. Maybe get to know these," she gestured to her chest, "a lil' better."

John had been waiting to see them for forever. After removing the well-endowed young woman' top, she took it, smiled at him, and tossed it over her shoulder.

"Well. What do you think?" Selene lifted her bra-encased breasts with her hands. Her creamy cleavage was right in John's face as she pushed them up. He could even smell some flower scented perfume.

"I think they look great."

"Awesome."

Letting go of her breasts, Selene lowered her head and closed the distance between them. With half lidded eyes, the two of them pressed their lips together. In a few seconds, she threw her tongue over his, and they made out on her bed in the middle of the afternoon while the neighborhood and family friends partied below.

A series of raps entered the air.

"Selene?"

That sounded like Mrs. Carter. Selene broke the kiss, gently biting John's lower lip before swiveling her head towards the source of the interruption. Her upper body moved with automatically enticing motions as she breathed, her brassiere-held breasts only centimeters away from John's body.

"Yeah?"

"The power bank?"

"Crap." Selene looked to John with a wryly diffident look. "Forgot I had that. Wait here, yeah?" She moved in to plant a kiss on his cheek, then bounded out of the bed to her desk, pulling open a drawer.

Meanwhile, John was dealing with the fact that Mrs. Carter was outside, and Selene would soon be opening the door to give her the power bank.

He still had the ring on! What if her mom saw him in his more than lightly disheveled state, and her shirtless daughter, and suddenly decided she wanted to join in? People would probably notice if one of the hosts of the party was missing!

He could take the ring off, but what would Selene think? Hannah didn't seem to care.

That was when he slapped himself, mentally. He could hide. He couldn't get laid by a woman if said woman didn't know he was there. After a quick look around, and the sound of the drawer shutting closed, he nodded. The closet. That could work.