The men were relatively clean, but I was sitting there with cum still trickling down my front, and although I didn’t mind it at all, I think the guy... were probably wondering how a nice girl like me could be so outrageous. That’s a long story, but when Steve emerged from indoors with an envelope, and emptied the contents onto the table, I suddenly felt very humble indeed. The guys smiled broadly as they watched me sift through dozens of cheques made out to Steve’s charity with amounts ranging. It seemed to be a slow night all around and I was about to give up and head out when I heard this woman say, "Are you looking for something baby?" I stopped in my tracks and looked into an open booth to the source of that voice. "Something like this?" There she was, Black wig, white fake pearl necklace, Black mini-skirt and white control top stockings, black three inch heels, and a sultry smile. Then I saw it, right there in her hand, one magnificent clit, which she held in her fist, there. Another absurdity; your wife standing naked in a bedroom with another male present. Alex reached for the towel and suddenly started to dry her bottom. I felt my knees weaken. Alex glanced up at me and then looked at her bottom again. “Your wife has a fantastic bottom Mark.” He said. “Best I have seen in ages....well at least the last twenty four hours!” He laughed. Jane gave him a playful slap on the head. “Oi!” She told him. “Seriously.” He said as he continued to dry her. “It is a beauty.”. He smiled and said most times he came by fucking but occasionally he pulled himself off.Then it was lunch-time. Duncan had some delicious filled rolls, which he brought out together with some wineglasses and produced a bottle of wine from the bar fridge by the pool. Of course, we were still unclothed; but I didn't seem to mind as I was quite at ease with Duncan by now. Our conversation was on many things but eventually got back to sex. He asked if I had been with anyone other than my wife; I.