Well I started the Q and cooked the steaks and went over to Janice’s with them. She had the table set and had baked potatoes and had a beautiful sal...d already. She poured us a glass of wine and she looked beautiful wearing a pair of skin tight fitting blue jeans that went to just above her ankles and made her ass look fantastic (she has a great ass). She also had on a very silky red blouse and red high heels accented with a pearl necklace with a pair of pearl earrings that hung down on gold. They got pretty crazy when I flashed my perky tits to my husband. I knew they saw. I did it because I wanted them to see my tits, just like the other girls. I was pretty buzzed and excited seeing all the things going on while my desire was raging. Dancing around, I knew that they were watching my fully exposed ass, and I wanted to flaunt it. My skimpy revealing skirt showed my ass fully as I danced to the music, not caring about anything. I felt a stinging on my cheeks, as my husband broad. Next, when she got to her hotel room, there was another note along with an outfit laid out on the bed. “For dinner, tomorrow night at 7 pm, wear this, Mike.” Laid out on her bed was a red dress with a plunging, loose fitting top with buttons down the front along with a black belt to accent the mid thigh length dress. It came with a black and red lace thong, a silk and lace-matching bra and black seamed stockings and garter belt. The underwear fabric was so sheer that it was see through. Seeing. She felt like a pole had been shoved up her pussy. Never had such a long cock been inside her. Maria let her go and Sandra fell back slightly. Her hands, still tied behind her, felt the bony knees of the man. "I told you, you was gonna do the work. So get to fucking, bitch." He reached out and grabbed her nipples. He pinched her now erect nipples between thumb and forefinger. Pain shot through her. "Slide that high priced cunt up and down my cock", he growled threateningly. Sandra raised.