I had the fleeting horrible thought that Lisa was a lot better looking naked than she had been with all that clothing on. My penis agreed. Her nipples...were pink, by the way. She had a narrow strip of pubic hair that was somewhat darker than her head hair. It looked like a bikini cut, and I swear the first thing I thought about was her, dressed in a bikini. She was naked, and I mentally put clothes ON her! I think I giggled at that thought."Close your mouth, Bob, and get undressed," said. So even I removed my kurta without a second thought.I went a step ahead and asked her how about removing even our salwars? Within a moment, our salwars were down on the floor. I was wearing a black bra and panty while she was in a red bra and black panty. We moved close to each other and hugged. Our breast were pressed against each other and our hands moved all over each other’s body. She was grabbing my bum and my hand was inside her bum crack.Soon our lips were in contact and our tongues were. It was fairly empty and apart from two women there was no-one in my section of the lounge.I ordered a bottle of red wine and a club sandwich. I made the mistake of not asking for a glass of water, and instead quenched my thirst with the first glass of wine. Wine does good things for me making me mellow and horny. Wine and a steak is our usual set up fro sex at home when the kids are away.After my second glass, I began to unwind and looked around the lounge. My eye caught one of the women and I. ..I'm his....his slut.He's pushing me into that special place, my mind swimming with sensations. As the orgasm approaches, an image comes to mind....my husband's warm smile.....dougs knowing grin.....Then I'm lost, consumed in a fog of pure extacy.Wave after wave of pleasure hits me, Knocking me beside myself, I experience the most powerful climax of my life.For a moment I almost lose it, a dizzy feeling washes over me and as I come to, I realise I'm still, robin has stopped pounding me.He too.