I was so surprised and embarassed that desperately tried to cover my naked body with the towel,whispering an excuse to them for seeing me like this.Th...re is no need for that, dirty slut, one of them told me with an offencive attitude.We saw every detail of the black fucker while screwing you like a whore.Embarassed as never before in my life, i managed to ask them not to tell my husband about it at all cost.They laughed and said that this cost is to let them both fuck me in any way they will. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I should have dropped my skirt at that point. Instead I pressed on."And this," I said, pausing for dramatic effect, "is what a bride's panties look like." I slowly pulled my dress up to my chest.Dave's mouth dropped open. "Wow," he said. I looked down at Dave's pants. I recognised the big bulge I'd seen many times before. The sight of it made me feel woozy."I love how they're sort of transparent," he said. The panties I wore were mostly white sheer material. After introductions and pouring them some drinks, they both said they wanted to hottub.Jeff had forgotten his hottub attire and asked if he could borrow some of mine or Kip’s. I joked that swimsuits weren’t mandatory ... then I went up stairs to get some speedos for Jeff. Of course he didn’t ask, or expect, speedos but, that was what I was going to bring him.Up stairs, I dropped my jeans to reveal my new Arena speedos that I’ve been showing you guys in my selfies all week, wrapped a towel. He did not want Harriet to make the journey either in her advanced state, and so Portsmouth did not hold quite as much appeal for him.He heard steps on the companionway outside, and a few heartbeats later, a knock sounded.“Come in!”It was Midshipman Uxbridge.“Sir, signal from Flag: Prepare for sailing by daybreak.”“Very well, Mr. Uxbridge, kindly send for Mr. Laughton,” Tony replied.Laughton appeared less than a minute later, and Tony related the orders.“Not much to do, Sir,” the stoic.