She closed her eyes and focused on the sweet moves that was causing more and more wetness in her red lingerie. Meanwhile her right hand was working up...her breast. She was getting more aroused with every second. Sally moved the bottom of her thong to one side. Her carefully trimmed pussy was now free! She passed fingers through the wet soft skin of the large labia and pressed a middle finger on the clitoris. Loud moan went out from her mouth. She wanted to slide this finger in the warm slippery. "Amy called the class to come up and look closely at the pair. No one touched them but they commented freely on what they saw. Not all of the comments were strictly academic.Phil winked at Marcie and mouthed for her to start doing pull-ups with his hands as the chin bar. She grinned and started slowly pulling up. 10 repetitions later, Amy told them to stop and sit on the bench. She had Phil sit at one end, facing the reseated class and placed Marcie lengthwise, legs outstretched with her back. “Ding ding,” pointing at my watch.Jill, resigned herself and grabbed one part of her skirt and pulled at it, it came undone and she unwrapped it and it came apart. She stood there, gently folding her skirt and placed it on top of the blouse. Her panties were a light silver color. There at the apex of the material, you could clearly see a small stain. I knew this was turning her on as well.Jill turned to look back at us, her hands on her hips. “Well?”I swallowed, how far was this going to go?. The next three hours taxed my remaining patience to their limits. My 'reservation' at the Roxy was confirmed and we were seated at a prime table close to the stage to better ogle the dancers. Our waitress Kelli, a friend of my wife, gave me a big wink to let me know that our plan was a go and that there were no problems for the moment. She kept the drinks flowing; mine were as weak as water and Junior's nearly pure alcohol. Junior was throwing down these increasingly strong drinks without.