As they waltzed around the dance floor, his hand slipped to her buttocks. Indignantly, she pulled his hand back to her waistline.
"When we're dancing, you keep your hands on or above my waste."
A minute later, during the same waltz, he pulled her closer. She became aware of his erect penis pressing against her.
"Don't hold me so tight."
He stretched their arms out and created space between their dancing bodies. She noticed his eyes were looking down the front of her gown.
"Do you like my cleavage?"
"Yes."
While "sitting it out," with Joe and Judy they discussed the past collegiate year, graduate school versus full-time employment, and parental problems. While dancing, it was a repetition of "Keep your hands on or above my waist," "Don't hold me so tight," and "Keep your eyes where they belong." He kept trying to feel her buttocks, press his hard-on against her, and peek at her boobs. She never complained. She merely said, "Not here. Not now."
On their two previous dates, Alvin had never succeeded in getting any sexual satisfaction from his petite classmate Rachel beyond a goodnight kiss.
On the ride to the after-prom restaurant, Alvin parked at a scenic overlook, put his arm around Rachel, and tried to kiss her.
She gave him a little peck on the forehead and said, "Not here. Joe and Judy are probably waiting at the restaurant."
Before Alvin could restart the car, bright lights shone in their rear window; a blue light flashed as it rotated above the police car. A minute passed before two uniformed police officers tapped on the front side windows, one on each side of the car. The frightened couple opened their windows. Politely, the police assured the collegians that there was no problem; they were simply making a safety check.
The couple proved to the police officers that they were both over twenty-one by showing the officers their driver licenses. Alvin was surprised to learn that his petite sweetheart was three years his senior. The police were satisfied; suggested the couple find privacy elsewhere; and drove away.
Disappointed because he received no loving, Alvin turned to Rachel and said, "Do you have any good ideas?"
In a loud, jovial voice, Rachel replied, "To the restaurant! Forward, march!"
Minutes later, they met Joe and Judy at the restaurant. The two couples enjoyed a midnight meal and conversation. Each individual enjoyed a glass of white wine with his or her meal. Then each couple headed home in their own automobiles.
Sad that the evening was over, Rachel and Alvin drove quietly for a few minutes before Rachel broke the silence. "My mother says that we are too old to make love in a parked car. Father has a three-room guest apartment over our garage. Mother says we can stay there tonight if we want to. I can cook you breakfast. I put a dozen eggs and a pound of bacon in the refrigerator and bought a loaf of bread for toast."
The suggestion perked Alvin up. "It's okay by me. My roommate won't be looking for me."
They arrived at the guest apartment. Rachel showed Alvin the kitchen, the living room, the bedroom, and the toilet.
As they stood in the living room, Rachel continued leading the conversation. "I would offer you something to eat now but I think you would rather make out."
After the number of times Rachel said "Not now" and "Not here," Alvin was surprised at how openly Rachel referred to "making out" and implying she would be saying "Yes."
Rachel continued. "Why don't you get out of your tux while I get out of this gown?"
"I don't have any other clothes with me>"
"Neither do I. That sounds like making out may become even more interesting. Here, unbutton the back of my gown."
