I start lowering down, running my lips around and across her chest, My lips finally find that hard nipple, rolling my tongue on and around it, I can't...help but to suckle them, increasing her arousal greatly. As I feel her body tremble, I know her pussy is just aching for attention, I turn my head sideways for a breath of air, before I go down on her and I notice in the mirror that the boys are now watching and very turned on. They unfortunately still have their clothes on, but I could definetly. She barely ate any dinner. She asked if I thought she should greet them at the door in the nude, realized she couldnt strip if she was already nude, and finally decided she wanted me to greet them at the door and get them settled in with a beer before she made her grand appearance. When I think back on it, the whole scene was ridiculous. Here I was shaking hands and welcoming five guys who were coming here to watch my wife put on a strip show and then fuck her in our bed. But that is how it. "You will find a few sets of handcuffs there," she told him. "Handcuffs? You've got us breaking into a policewoman's house, Bri!" "A policewoman? Oh no!" Claire laughed. "Then what you doing with handcuffs, lady?" "Why I would have thought that was obvious. It's the best way to keep myhusband home of an evening," Claire answered. "Now be a good boy and go acrossthere to get them." The dim-witted one named Den went open to the drawer and slid it open, "Forfuck's sake, Bri! She's got a scrap. After a couple of minutes she broke the kiss and sat back. She helped me remove my shirt before hugging me again pressing our bare chests together.“Please tell me ... where I know you from” I asked her.She then proceeded to tell me. It all came back to me when she explained where we had met and the circumstances. She was a young 18 year old at the time.We had worked in the same building 10 years previously. I had been working very late. I thought that I was there on my own but I was surprised.