'Let's see that ass!' another drunken male voice called out and they all laughed. Several people applauded and one whistled.
Someone took up the chant. 'Take it off, take it off'
Mona's eyes snapped open at that.
Jane gaped openmouthed at the spectacle. She had never been to one of these kind of parties before. This must be what everyone talked about!
Mona reached behind her hair and opened her top from the halter ties, bucking them back and forth with the kind of obscene polished motion one doesn't learn at a dancing school. Slowly, she let her top fall all the way down to her slim and molded waist.
'Ooowweee,' the crowd gasped as they saw her large quivering breasts thrusting nakedly forward. They stood resilient and free in all their splendor, a dazzling, milky-white in the moonlight, except for the small pink nipple buds in the center. As she continued dancing, bucking her hips, the fleshy mounds jiggled and trembled, looking like puffballs of fresh cream.
The partygoers roared again. The pounding music and Mona's body gyrating in half-nakedness were driving the onlookers into a drunken frenzy. The music was playing now at full volume and the swirling brunette's dancing became even more abandoned.
'Now the shorts, Mona… and then in the pool,' someone called out, his voice barely audible over the noise.
The gaping crowd was jamming so tightly in a circle around the pool they were almost falling in. Mona waited until the tension was so high you could almost see it, then began wriggling her ripely molded buttocks while she pulled at her zipper to work the skimpy shorts down over her hips. The shorts slid with a rush to the cement and Mona stepped out of them and continued dancing, her mouth slightly open as she breathed deeply and the tip of her little red tongue protruded obscenely.
All eyes flew to the single remaining garment, the tiny white panties. Soon they would be off and she would be before the partygoers completely naked. Her fingers played with the elastic waistband of the soft flimsy material, slowly pushing it down, then raising it back up again deliberately tantalizing the crowd. She continued to roll them down, her eyes shut dancing more quietly now, until her panties were nothing more than a lewd G- string. She turned her back so that everyone could see her rounded white buttocks slowly being exposed as she teasingly rolled the panties down. The scanty sheer white material bunched up and eventually slipped down past the shadowy crevice of her buttocks, leaving her nakedly swaying ass-cheeks revealed as lovely half moons.
It was too much for one of the neighbors. It looked like Bob Weston. With a low moan, he grabbed for her pussy hair, but the. brunette danced away coolly. She ground her pelvis lewdly at him, bringing another lewd laugh from her friends and neighbors.
Jane watched in disgust as her old high school friend danced wantonly back and forth at pool side. Taking a deep breath that made her lush young breasts leap up and hold their pose, Mona flaunted her hips while her pelvis rolled and undulated as if it were floating in warm liquid oil. There was something. shameful, bold, sensual, primitive, and terribly exciting about it. She stalked brazenly back and forth in front of the whole party, her body quivering with a wild passion, her eyes glazed with lust, her smooth ebony hair flowing, and a sensuous smile on her face. No one around the pool said anything now. If it hadn't been for the music, a pin could have been heard in the still night air. Even Leyton, who had tried to ignore the lewd exhibition for Jane's sake, felt his cock stiffening into full erection.
Jane slugged down the last of her scotch, despite the fact that the crowd of her neighbors around Mona were beginning to look fuzzy. Through her alcohol-dimmed eyes, she barely made out her husband Matt.
What's she got that I haven't, Jane thought drunkenly. I'm just as good a dancer as she it.
She grabbed the table edge for support and climbed unsteadily to her feet, but suddenly the room began to spin.
'Watch it, Janie,' Larry shouted over the music. 'You're in no condition to go anywhere… sit down… I'm going to get you some coffee.
Leyton walked over to the portable bar they had set up for the party. He was just about to pour a cup of coffee from the urn when he heard a shout. He turned quickly and saw Janie lurching into the crowd.
Larry almost dropped the cup through his fingers when he saw his young neighbor moving into the circle. She had slipped from her seat, as soon as he got up for the coffee. Now she was in the circle with Mona and she wasn't wasting any time catching up with her either.
Drunkenly, Jane untied her black dress and let it fall to her waist and in a moment the large enticing mounds of her breasts bounced free, her jutting nipples like two tiny buds swelling into hardness as all eyes shifted to her.
'I'm going in the pool, now,' Mona shouted laughing at the young Jane fumbling with her clothes. She dived straight in the side and others began fumbling with their clothes as well, as. they stripped off and jumped into the kidney-shaped pool.
'What do you think you're doing?' Larry grabbed her around her knees.
'Leave her alone… let her dance.' some of the others called during the confusion.
'Let me go… let me go.' Jane shouted, digging her nails into Larry's back as her strongly built neighbor managed to pick her up and carry her. She kicked arid clawed as he pushed his way through the crowd of laughing neighbors, the amazed partygoers finally moving aside as he carried her across the courtyard. With her still squirming and twisting, he maneuvered past the stunned security guard and over towards the building elevators.
He dropped her still fighting to the ground on her feet, her ripe young breasts tossing nakedly as she pushed at him.
Over his shoulder Larry saw Matt moving around the pool but just then Mona reached up out of the water and grabbed him by the leg and pulled him in fully clothed.
CHAPTER FOUR
Jane awakened with a start, her body trembling and covered with a film of perspiration. Painfully, she opened her eyes, then struggled to focus them. Her head was throbbing, and she could feel the unmistakable signs of nausea coming on.
Finally, the whirling of colors and indecipherable objects stopped, and her stomach settled. The roller coaster ride seemed to be coming to an end. She was in a room… a bedroom but it wasn't hers. She tried to remember the furnishings they seemed vaguely familiar but she couldn't place them.
The room began to whirl again and the next thing she knew her head was back on the pillow, and she had closed her eyes. There were soft voices in the room; she sensed, unmistakably, the presence of other people. Opening her eyes again, she blinked and blinked, each time the figures growing clearer as she squinted in the dim bedroom light. She recognized Larry Leyton… he was walking toward her where she was lying in the bed… and there was another man, a tall man, Bob Weston, from the party.
Slowly it all began to come back… the pool party… the drinks. starting to take her dress off with Mona Allan… the skinny dippers. everything. The wave of embarrassment brought on by the memory was replaced by a sudden fear as Bob Weston walked over to the door to flick off the overhead light, leaving only the bedside light burning.
'Larry,' she sat up and said to her neighbor standing beside the bed, 'where am I? What's going on?'
'Just relax,' Leyton sat down on the edge of the bed, laughing. 'Everything's going to be all right. I brought you up to my place… Bob wanted to come too.
'I don't understand… where's Nancy… why didn't you take me home?'
'Nancy had a previous engagement… she won't be back,' Larry chuckled, winking suggestively at Bob.
Jane watched as Bob poured a large amount of Scotch into a glass on the bedside table, then plopped in a few ice cubes from an ice bucket sitting there. 'Here you go, Janie,' he said, moving towards her. 'This ought to put you
