The compliments piled on.Terry had expected to be teased or embarrassed but was instead, even moreaccepted as one of the girls. Jill went on to explai... why he did this and howhe was actually helping them out of a bind. They had a wedding coming upshortly and were desperate to find a harpist so they really appreciated whathe was doing besides the novelty of cross dressing to become such a prettygirl. The group continued rehearsing that day and the following day, whereTerry continued to show up. Me: Ok, The challenge is that I will call for a room service boy. You have to become completely nude in front of him.Ramya: What the fuck? Rishi, that’s not possible. I am a married woman. I am not a whore.Me: So now you remembered that you are married?Ramya: It’s not like that, but going nude in front of some outsider is out of bounds. I said about being adventurous, not being a whore.Me: Ok, then I will modify the challenge a bit. You should keep showing me any of your boobs, ass, pussy to me. Anna nodded at me and I held my hands out to catch her bounty as she pushed the mass of beads around her neck to her back and started to slowly lift her tight, low cut shirt up. She bared her soft, doughy midriff and nicely tapered waist to the underside of her big DD cup tits and then paused.The boys cheered louder and my wife popped her sexy bra clad breasts into view. A momentary hush fell around us and my pulse quickened as my wife reached behind her back and quickly unfastened her big lacy. "Yes Sir" she answered. "It's Tony from work." When are you planning on fucking him again?" I asked,"When you tell me too." She answered, and then looked up at me and deep into my eyes. "I'm YOUR whore now."I smiled back, but only briefly. "Roll onto your back, NOW!" I barked.She did as I said."Spread your legs wide" I added, "and lift your knees toward your chest." Again, she did as I said.I got up and got my belt."I'm going to use this belt to give you 10 strikes" I detailed, "directly on.