I decided to kick off my boxers so I could at least attempt to sleep comfortably. I hugged my wife wrapping my arm around her belly. I noticed that sh... was wearing her nightgown which she rarely ever wears, she normally just wears a t-shirt and panties, also her Tummy felt looser not bigger just not firm. ( my wife works out a lot so her whole body is really toned) Then when my naked still hard cock made contact with her butt cheeks I noticed that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. I thought. He goes out and has about three minutes to dance around and drops his clothes not much on an Indian then as he gets some personal attention I hit the stage. After all of us get down and dirty and have some fun dancing around the room awhile we have a floor show tonight it is a little orgy on the stage the five men and the two female strippers we always try to draft from the crowd one or two usually is ready to get involved tonight we get several all hot and horny maybe a little neglected at. She used the sink to wash off the dregs of her make-up. Two! I had two orgasms! Right in front of all those people watching. Oh, God, does this make me a slut? Too late to think about that now. She grabbed a bunch of paper towels and wet them to wash the stickiness form her thighs. That’s when she noticed. “Shit! My panties!” Heather walked out of the ladies’ room into the main room of the club wondering how she was going to deal with this...situation. He walked over with a smile and handed. It had been a good day for me really. I’d taken a group of ten people out on the boat and we’d found three Basking Sharks, one of them a real big bugger. That’s what the punters were paying for to see, the sharks up close and personal. I’d earned my money that day and back at the landing stage the party had climbed off ‘Quiet Times’ (my boat), a group of happy Emmets (Summer visitors, holidaymakers and the like from up-country and/or foreign parts. Emmits all, to us local country bumpkins). As.