Yes, time to get back downstairs

You nod agreement, and get back to your feet. As you do, you again feel Andy’s cum soaking into your thong and onto your thighs. You pause, taking a quick moment to check none has run down below the hem of your very short skirt.

Satisfied you are as presentable as you will ever be tonight, you follow Andy back into the hallway. As you pass through the door, Andy reaches behind you and closes it silently. Grinning you see that the door through which Karen and Tom went is slightly ajar, and you can’t resist it. So, walking as silently as possible, you move towards it, and try to get a view through it. You realise that the view it offers you is of just empty space of one side of the room.

Whilst you are trying to twist your head around, seeing if you can get the view you want, Andy slides up behind you, his hand on your ass as he leans over your back.

“Oh why don’t you just do this?” he questions, and before you can understand his meaning he pushes the door wide open, leaving you standing in the now open doorway. And right in front of you is Karen, still with Tom behind her. Karen has her top pushed up to her shoulders, her small firm breasts hanging freely, nipples red and stiff, with her bra pulled beneath them. Her jeans are down past her knees, as is her thong. And behind her is Tom, his jeans likewise around his knees with his boxers, and from their closeness, you assume he is still buried deep inside her pussy.

“Hiya” you say grinning at the couple, both of them looking up in surprise at the sudden interruption. “just wanted to check in on you, make sure you ok” saying the first thing that comes to your mind.

“Oh god I’m very fine now” Karen replies with her own grin. “We were just about to come find you.” As she tells you, Tom steps back, causing both of them to emit small groans as his cock leaves her wetness. You get a brief glimpse of his cock, allowing you to admire his size as his cock is still fairly erect.

Karen stands up as well, exposing her fairly naked body to you, again only briefly as she reaches down and wiggles her thong up into place, followed by her jeans. She pulls her bra back up, once more concealing her breasts, and finally she eases her top back into place.

“There, no one will ever know” she tells the room, and with that she takes Tom’s hand and leads him across the room to rejoin you. “Now, whose turn to buy the drinks?”