" Are you sure you're up to this?" I asked my wife. She smiled and nodded.Then Kathy came over and hugged the both of us. Then Clay and Kathy started ...o kiss, and I pulled away and sat down in the recliner.I was thrown by the sight of my wife's 56 year old naked body held tight up against Clay's perfect 21-year old frame. But if our young stud had any hesitation he didn't show it. He kissed her like a lover would. Her skin under his fingertips was the smoothest ivory. Her hand, wedding ring. Daphne liked to think the men were intoxicated by her beauty, rather than the liquor they drank non-stop from the moment they arrived in the gentlemen?s club until closing at 3:00 AM.Most of the club?s patrons conducted themselves fairly well. There were wolf whistles and comments, of course, and even some touching of her calves, thighs, and buttocks, although contact with her or the other dancers was, strictly speaking, prohibited. She didn?t mind a hand on her leg or ass, but she didn?t like. She came out about seven minutes later, wearing her tee shirt and underwear.“Why are you wearing those, baby?” I excitedly asked.“I’m sorry baby,” Christy said softly, “Chris and I just made love; I couldn’t help it, he just got me so worked up.”“Oh, I see,” I smiled, “he had your body again.”“You know the rules, on the days that I have sex with him, my body is his and you can’t see or touch it; so I am wearing clothes in bed with you tonight.”“Okay baby, I understand.”This was better than I. She looked up at Robert with wide eyes.“Go on, put them on. Now,” he said.“Here?” Lara asked.“Yes, right here,” Robert said, leaning back a bit and crossing his arms over his chest, waiting and watching her.Lara got up slowly and started to pull her clothes off. It was a hot day outside so she wasn’t wearing much. Soon enough she was standing in Robert’s kitchen, in front of the man himself, with nothing but her bra and panties on.“All of it, off,” Robert commanded.Lara did as she was told, and.