It was not a problem as everybody had a separate room. There was only one problem with the nightie. They were backless and the straps and neck were ...uite deep. When I tried those on the nightie was not even till my upper thigh. It was just covering my large butt and the cleavage was more hanging out than tucked in. Even if I bent a little forward my ass would be exposed .I thought to myself that I have to wear those only during the nights so I took those. Next I shaved of my hair as I did not. He played his cock up and down her swollen labia and over her engorged clit making her moan and writhe in ecstasy. He teased her several times by pushing it a little way in her wet cunt then pulling it out. He teased her saying "you want it bitch, beg for it!" He made her scream out "PLEASE......FUCK ME .....FUCK ME... PLEASE!"He laughed making her yell louder and louder then, with a grunt and a thrust of his hips her rammed hard into her so his belly slapped hard against her buttocks. rajni. I secretly think he's planned it this way because he's afraid I might try to get him drunk again. Shit! He doesn't have to worry about that, because other than when he's playing in the band or tonight I haven't seen him drinking - in fact I've barely seen him at all.One of the new cowboys at the bar grabs my ankle and yells, "Hey you little filly, you're coming with me upstairs." Damn, won't they ever learn? I kick him in the face with my free foot, he falls to the floor like a ton of bricks. I had few options available to me. Having my wife's past exposed to our friends and especially to my family would cause my wife extreme embarrassment and shame. I could not afford any sort of scandal – real or not - at my new company. I did not see ignoring Michaels's threat as an option. Eventually, I determined that I needed to call my wife and explain the situation to her. I knew that she would be angry, hurt, and disappointed in me, but I believed that this option gave us the most control.