So I went to the office door and looked around to other offices and was lucky to find no one was around and if I close the office doors no one can hea... any loud scream or sound. Helen was busy with her work and I knew she had more work about an hour and I had enough time to prepare myself. Slowly I locked the main door of the office without making noise and headed towards the her desk and started to talking to her …… as she was busy without taking her head out of her system and files she was. So there was my wife dressed as a stripper entertainingher own father-in-law and his old smelly and hornyfriends while I her husband watched helplessly. Mybrother was not as helpless as he got turned on by mywife. He moved ahead and started grinding his bulgingcrotch in my wife’s sticking out ass. Rudra joined himtoo and they alternated in dry fucking my sweet wife. My wife was so drunk and so horny that she didn’t carethat she was only ACTING as a stripper. She pushedeveryone. ..i am terribly sorry...but I have no cash on me...can I go to the cash-machine?”“I know your kind..You´ll run off and I can kiss my money good bye”She raised an eyebrow. It was a cup of tea, costing 2€!Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that near all the punters were men, but she didn´t give it a second thought.”Well, if you don´t have cash, you must work it off”“That is a little..tough, but okay, I can do that!”After all, how many dirty dishes would she have to wash to pay for one. This part of her podgy midriff was clearly marked with a red line where the waistband of her panties had indented into her adipose tissue, a similar contour could be seen further up on her stout abdomen above her deep broad belly button where the elastic of her tights (pantyhose) had pressed into her flab. Moving up her undressed body I studied in detail her enormous round belly, again observing a significant birth mark, a small scar and her widespread stretch marks. Her parted breasts resting.