I seemed to be able to get two of the three hooks clasped but somehow, the darned thing just didn't feel right. I finally opened the cubicle door an... stepped out...to an empty dressing area."Hurry up! We don't have all day and neither do you if you're going to be on time. Get out here so we can see."My heart sunk and my feet seemed glued to the floor when I understood that the girls wanted me out on the sales floor to model for them. I clutched the curtains together as I peered over. Kim explained that my wife Maureen was overdue in some basic fucking training. While Kim and I were in the living room on the couch watching some really hot porn videos Doug & Brad had Maureen on the bed and they were fucking her non stop. It always amazes me at the stamina the two of them have. Maureen's moaning and groaning was a delightful background to the videos. Maureen was begging them like a dumb, stupid, bimbo fuck slave cum slut slave which is what she is and was there in bed with the. “Promiscuous” was more about how often she did it so that label certainly fit, and especially if the number of partners was a criterion for that designation. “Nymphomaniac” had clear implications that she did not have control over her sexual appetite. Based on this last week, it could be considered but that was testable to see if she could cut back significantly on her copulations without the pain of withdrawal.It took some fancy excuse making with some of her crotch-companions but she managed. Hell I would want sex with her even if she was dressed in a sack and covered with mud.Getting dressed required her to apply baby powder to her body, fix her hair, and even apply makeup. But the best part was watching her pour herself into her yoga outfit. She felt the need to wear full size panties to help keep the tight leotards out of her girl cracks. I had news for her they didn’t help. That leotard was about two sizes smaller than was necessary. I watched as she pulled it up her shapely.