Chapter 701

"Or maybe an improper one," Bianka said, stepping forward and lithely sliding her body against mine.

She had grown in confidence in the last several months. She wore a floor-length skirt with vertical blue-and-white stripes, which seemed modest until you realized the material was translucent. Her white, spaghetti-strap top pushed up her tits into an inviting cleavage and stopped above her stomach. She loved to show off her smooth, firm midriff.

"It’s so good to see you, Bianka," I said, sliding my arms around her. "Now I’m curious what you have in mind."

"Oh, I just want to show off a few new tricks I’ve learned," she said breezily before moving on to greet the girls.

The Champagne started flowing, and I was tickled to see how easily everyone slipped into being together again. This felt natural and good, and I wrapped myself in the warmth of being at home with close friends. Amid the buzz of conversation and laughter ar