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"Wait...really? I mean, you...? I thought I was the only one! Kinda...hoped I was."
"Uh, no. It certainly doesn't seem that Sara's friends have any clue how hot she is, but I've known for a long time. I can get away with bringing a camera, because let's face it...nobody suspects the girl of having evil intentions!" Stephanie grinned wickedly, hefting the camera for emphasis. "Want to see what I mean?"
This was finally allowing me to calm down some. I think I even felt a little relieved. "I'm not at my best just yet, but you've certainly made me curious. What do you have?"
Stephanie turned to face the party, looking very studious as she worked her digital camera to bring up pictures she'd already taken. I realized that this was a good idea, as it made us look less like conspirators in a dark corner and more like fellow photographers comparing notes. Bless her!
"Here we go. I think you might appreciate this." Stephanie tilted the camera so I could see the view screen. My eyes nearly left my head. Somehow, Stephanie had taken a picture just as Sara leaned over a table to grab something in the middle of it. There was just enough cleavage visible to be tantalizing, and apparently, Sara had been in the middle of laughing. Her eyes were radiant, and those soft shoulders...
"I know," Stephanie said reverently. She thumbed the camera controls, and several shots taken in rapid succession made it look like a slow-motion video of the captured moment. We were both silent, watching. The moment passed when a new shot came up, not nearly as tantalizing, and I realized it was going to be rather awkward to walk into the party after this. My pants were just a bit tight suddenly, and there wasn't a whole lot I could do about it.
Stephanie, for her part, seemed to be breathing a bit heavily. A slight blush graced the back of her neck, and I noticed she was wiggling a bit in place. If all of that was what I thought it was, she really did have the same problem with Sara that I did! Maybe a test was in order?
Since I was still looking over her shoulder, I could discretely caress Stephanie's ass with the arm that nobody could see. She hissed, softly, and jumped a bit. Looking back suddenly, that blush was now touching her cheeks as well. Cute! "Would you like a little help with that problem, ma'am?" I offered.
"I- but...Sara," Stephanie said, looking torn. "I still-"
I caressed her ass again, and she jumped less this time. "Me too. That doesn't mean we can't help each other. Neither of us can go back to the party like this." Pointing to something imaginary on the screen with my visible arm and leaning in, I briefly pressed the bulge in my pants against her thigh. She smiled wickedly, again. I was beginning to like that look on her. It meant we were thinking similarly!
"I have an idea that can roll it all together," she said. "Did you know that I actually helped Sara's mom clean this place a couple times in the past?" Glancing around to make sure that nobody was looking for us, she turned and headed towards the other end of the hallway.
"No, I didn't know that," I said as I quickly followed her, "but so what?"
She stopped in front of a door at the end of the dark hall, grabbed the front of my shirt, and pulled me very close. She whispered in my ear, "Sara's room is the last one at the end of the hall. It's the opposite side of the house from everything else." Still holding on, she reached behind herself and slowly, silently turned the knob. With one last glance over my shoulder, she opened the door and we tumbled inside.
Now, I'm sure you're aware this isn't exactly a normal chance to have sex.