Four of the women had no problem with the cash and it was arranged for them to come over one-at-a-time at about 9 pm over the next four nights. The ne...t evening, bang on nine there was a knock on the door and Gwen let in her friend Maisy. She was a stunning woman dressed real classy-like.I had her follow me up to the my bedroom where they were stashed under my bed. "What size do you wear I ?" I asked. "9 1/2 medium if you have them." she replied.I found a pair and gave them to her. She took. The hall was now pretty empty and small groups of the strippers had formed with their particular "groupies".Tarzan and Andy had made a bee line for Tracey and I noticed a couple of the other men had disappeared backstage with a couple of other women as well.We chatted generally for a little bit, the guys laying the patter on heavy for us. How attractive we were, how lucky our husbands were etc, all the usual charm.After a little while we saw one of the women get to her knees in the far corner. Meanwhile, Emerson got behind me. I thought he was going to put his cock in my cunt with Charlie`s, but suddenly I felt him rubbing my rear hole…I started to tell him to use the lube I had next to the bed, but he just spat on my tight hole a couple of times and he placed his cock head there. Then he pushed just a little, making me yell and grunt like crazy. His dick felt like it was tearing my poor anus wide open.The three of us got a good rhythm as Charlie was sucking my nipples and Emerson. When I returned she was in the shower.She came out of the bathroom wearing her normal Pamela sleep wear, a cotton nightgown. I could see her granny panty ridges in the thin material. Granny panties that’s what I call them anyway, they are the kind you buy at Walmart that come three in a pack. She smiled at me and asked if I had locked up. Just like Pam had always done almost every night of our marriage.I smiled back and said. “Yes dear.” And then I took my shower. She was reading her Kindle.