I must let you rest up before dinner. Afterwards, Beatrice can play the piano for us, and you can take a hairbrush to Maggie's wicked little posterior... What do you say?" Mrs. Dalrymple, I really can't-" Corky began nervously."You do disapprove of Maggie's imposition on your good nature, do'n't you?" Well, well, well, yes!" Corky answered."And you would'n't want her to do it again, I'm sure?" she asked, with a hint of a smile."Well, no." Then you must demonstrate that you are not a man to be. Jill began to unbutton her blouse she let it fall to the floor, then she unzipped her mini skirt and it fell to the floor. She must have paused for a moment because I heard one the guys said what you waiting for bitch. She undid her bra and pulled her panties down. There my wife stood naked in front of five people she had never met before. Once again she was told to come over to the guy sitting in the chair. He said do I have to draw you a picture bitch. With that Jill knelt before him unzipped. ..this is Gloria...you must be tired and hungry," she said. "As a matter of fact, I am," I replied. "Will you come over for dinner?", she asked. I wanted to tell her I just wanted to jack off into Lorene's underwear, and call it a week, but for some reason, I said, "Sure...what time? "Say, 7:30...that will give you an hour to get ready," she said. "Okay, how should I dress?", I asked. "Oh, it doesn't matter...dress for comfort," she replied. As i stepped out of the house, I noticed the weather. After a while I lost track of them amongst the other dancers only for Mark to appear at my side alone. He said, “Carol asked me to give you these and to say she’ll see you in the morning.” He held out his hand and I took Carol’s tiny thong and a key to the room he shared with Tony. Mark hurried off leaving me holding a very wet thong to my face, feeling aroused and humiliated at the same time.I spent the night alone in the lads’ room and was woken up at first light by the two of them rushing in.