Keya answered Adeni's whisper with her own, "I know, no matter. That wont last for long, I'm sure."<br/><br/>With no less than a dozen women attending the party, there would plenty of opportunity to mingle. Mingle they would but Keya and Adeni made for the bar for some drinks. Nothing like a touch alcohol to calm the nerves and loosen any remaining inhibitions. At Bethane's insistence Keya helped themselves and poured herself and Adeni a shot of slyvy. The mild aphrodisiac would go a long way in setting the mood, the popular elixir could be counted on heightening the sensation of touch and setting one's lips buzzing lightly. Keya threw back the shot, the liquid, sweet and smooth went down easily. The mere anticipation of its promised effects stirred the butterflies in her stomach and warmed her inner thighs.<br/><br/>As Keya poured themselves an expensive zinfandel in slender fluted glasses, the seemingly timid Marin joined them at the bar. The young woman appeared to be younger even than Keya and Adeni. The red unitard Marin wore was a quite an eyeful and pleasure to behold. Her nubile form was deliciously outlined, the firm youthful swell of her breasts, the smooth and flat plain of her stomach, and down further where the outfit snugly formed around the triangle of her crotch between her slim athletic thighs. She reminded Keya of a piece of red hot candy that she wanted to pop into her mouth.<br/><br/>"Hi, Marin you said, right? No please, join us. Slyvy?" Keya offered. She didn't wait for answer and poured some anyways, it would not go to waste.<br/><br/>Keya didn't correct Marin on her use of 'couple' as a descriptor, referring to herself and Adeni. The two were indeed good friends, but not by any means an exclusive couple.<br/><br/>"It is actually, my friend Adeni and I were happy to receive the invitation," Keya handed the shot of slyvy to Marin, placing her had on the woman's back, drawing her further into their small gathering. Keya let her hand slide down the young woman's back and brushed lightly over her firm buttocks.<br/><br/>Without a doubt Keya and Adeni would definitely have to sample this kitten's charms.<br/><br/>"How about yourself? Is this your first too?"<br/><br/>As Keya listened, she gently drew the other two towards the center of the room where they could find some space on the couches amid the other women. The mood and tempo of the party was slowly increasing. In fact, the hostess had a woman, topless in her lap, straddling her. Bethanne was lightly suckling upon the woman's nipples the woman's long hair hanging down over them like a gossamer curtain. From the other room, through the open door was heard the crescendo of a woman's orgasm reaching it's culmination.<br/><br/>The mood indeed was turning from conversational, to hushed whispers, to gentle if insistent kisses. The air about the room nearly buzzed with an electric eroticism.