Matter of fact, later in the afternoon while we were chatting, she made a reference to how hot it was and she kind of tugged at the front of her shirt... Looking over at her I got the unexpected view of her black bra strap and the very top cup of her bra. I jokingly said to her “Nice black bra”. She informed me that she wasn’t wearing a black bra, she had on a black tank top, and proceeded to pull her shirt sideways to show me her tank top strap. Being the smart ass that she is she simply went. It’s what he wants.’I could see that my words hit home as Jason’s eyes widened in surprise. I hoped I wasn’t doing the wrong thing! This would fulfil his fantasy perfectly. But what if he didn’t really want it? What if he hated it?Well, it was too late for that now. The thought made me smile. We were in this together, whatever happened next.And I realised it was true. I did want to see my husband spanked. I wanted to see him get exactly what he’d been asking me for all these years. For that. Then, sitting down on the mattress next to her, I watched her take a sip. When she was occupied with her drink I moved my hand to her right wrist. She gasped. ‘What are you?’ ‘Shush. Timothy is sleeping. Wouldn’t want to wake him.’ I dipped two of her shiny wet fingers into my glass and then brought them to my mouth, sucking the anise taste and her juiced off them. Erica was watching the enjoyment of that taste on my face with a slow building smile on her face. ‘Tim’s asleep?’ With a nod I. He finally let me go and I just fell down onto the bed taking in what had just happened. Steve (my husband) and Mike were talking about something but I couldn't concentrate enough or care enough what was being said. Few minutes later Steve crawled in behind me and Mike got in front of me with his still hard cock that was covered in our cum. Steve slid his cock into my pussy while Mike stroked his right in front of my face. Steve told me to open my mouth and soon as I did Mike was inserting his.