I move out on the stage behind the guy looking around. The curtain is pulled to the side, there is another way up there though I’m not real sure it ...omes down. Stop with a jerk when I realize the guys in the band are on the stage. I think I squeaked to because the hand turns around to look at me and so do the guys in the band. The one to my left is tall, at least six foot three, has big arms and an easy smile. The guy directly ahead past the hand is closer to my own height, also rather thin.. "My name is Stephanie do you want something to drink?" I asked."Sure" Carl said. I handed him a glass and we headed over to the benches to talk. I looked onto the dance floor and saw Kevin having the time of his life. He and Jason were slow dancing. Kevin had a big smile on his face. Man how could he do that? Doesn't he know that he is a boy dancing with a boy? Carl then grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor. Carl grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him. I put my arms over his. She smiled, and said it didn’t matter. But I was excited, and proceeded questioning. As for me, in my list there were only 4 women before my lovely wide. She hesitated to reply at first, but then she gave up and told me a story. She said she had lost count on how many men had fucked her. I was not thinking that she was shy, coz my wife was not like that. She was a slut! And she confessed having sex in lots of places, like cars, stairwells, lifts, bathrooms, basements, restrooms, backyards etc.. She cried out loudly as she began to squirt very hard again all over Dave's mouth and face. Her orgasm was so strong it continued on for a good few minutes until Dave finally pulled his head away from her pussy. I glanced over at my wife's pussy as it was extremely swollen as moisture glisten over the outside of it. My cock now throbbed inside my shorts as Dave immediately climbed on top of my wife. She lay there still trembling on the bed from two powerful orgasms as Dave knelt in between each.