She struggled a bit with her pantyhose but soon got them off. Now wearing only bra and panties she was really gyrating and doing a good imitation of a...bump and grind. Kathy wondered where she had learned that. From the expression on Murray's face, he was wondering the same thing.Wendy reached behind her back and unfastened her bra which she let slip to the table. Kathy was a bit puzzled. The twenty eight year old Wendy was a short and slightly built woman with an almost child-like body. Kathy. Then I slowly leaned a little and kept my mouth against her left boob. I started to suck and chew her protruding nipples and in the meantime my left hand went down to her knees and up towards her thigh on her left leg lifting her skirt on the way. My left hand made this continuous to and fro motion from her knee to her thigh simultaneously lifting her skirt up and down. It continued for a few seconds. I made her lie down on the bench and I was lying half on her and half on the edge of the. Conversations were happening when the server brought our drinks. Half of my drink was gone, and I moved my hand under the table and squeezed my wife bare thigh. I continued massaging her thigh, as the second round of drinks arrived. The conversation was becoming louder as everyone was feeling the effects of the alcohol. Off and on, I would move my hand closer to my wife’s unprotected pussy. I didn’t touch it; instead, I just teased her. I could tell she was getting aroused. The closer I would. She told me that I would have a wonderful time. I really needed it… a night for my own, after a very hard week at my office.The only detail Camilla did not mention, was that we would be going to a club where mostly black men hung out. I had decided to wear a sexy mini skirt with a satin blouse; no bra; just a very tiny black thong on and a nice pair of stiletto heels… Camilla started at me, saying I a real street whore…She was right; my tiny skirt was very short and it even had a slit down one.