"The one where I go to the bar as a local, pick up a guy, and give him a hand job for money. However, I want to put some new twists and turns on it. I...want you to be the main character," June told me. Slowly and methodically, June began to describe the idea. It was to be a blend of lingerie, exhibitionism. voyeurism, plus anything she could come up with in her sexual mind. Like always, I agreed to participate in her latest scheme. June wanted me to drop her off at a cocktail lounge. I was to. She was never one to pull down the hem of her skirt or dress when she sat as good girls do. She was far from being good and as he handed them menus and took their drink order, her right leg moved to offer him a view of her bare pussy.They found topics to talk about while waiting for their drinks and to order their food. She boldly unzipped the fly on his pants and released his cock.“Are you feeling a little nervous?” She asked as her hand caressed his cock.“Yes, I find it more exciting when you. In the middle of the ceiling is a painted speckled vortex-like galaxy that shimmered when touched by light. She called her study and her bedroom, ‘my own little galaxy’.I didn’t notice the door was quite ajar until I paused before the door to knock. My knuckles paused in mid-air when I heard something… something not definitely in tune with the percussions and flutes of her world music.Pushing the door open I saw Sophie spread-eagled, finger-fucking herself in front of the computer!My hard-on. I got a idea and on a warm Saturday afternoon I invited six of my friends that have has sex with Andrea in the past to come over for swimming and beers. To get all six to come I had to guarantee Andrea would be there and that they would most likely get lucky. Now I had not cleared this with her but I know my hot little wife, once she sees all these hairy chested guys she will want to party. The guys where supposed to arrive around noon so I had to have everything ready. Friday evening I cleaned.