I could see the gusset of her panties becoming very wet as she enjoyed the attention.I then read the next instruction. Her panties could now be pulled...aside. The guy doing the spaanking could, if he wished, finger her pussy. The scene unfolding was making me very hard, as it was the guys taking part. Each of the guys had a turn fingering her married pussy as I, her husband, looked on. The guys were into this now, as was Jaq. I could hear the dirty wet sounds coming from her pussy as the guys. Ho-hum, yawn.Still, I was deeply grateful to be with my good friend for a longishweekend, far away from our troubled lives. After years of being bestgirlfriends, so to speak, we now lived in separate cities far apart andhad not been together in almost a year. "It's so good to see you,Donna!" It really was. Looking at her provoked in me both arousal andenvy. I wanted her; I wanted to be her. She was my paragon.She sat down. "Thank you for having me, and paying for the room andall." No. ‘Hey Lindy, my day’s been crap so far, but it’s better now that you’re in it. How is the owner of the most sensuous voice in the world?’ I smiled as she composed herself, obviously embarrassed. ‘How is it possible that someone 2,000 miles away can make me blush? Nobody makes me blush.’ She answered, and I heard the smile on her lips. ‘What’s so crappy about your day already?’ ‘The worst thing imaginable has happened, I’ve lost my coffee cup!’ ‘Jesus Christ, Mac! Have you called the FBI? This is. Blend in, don't make a fuss, make sure not to standout be invisible. Unfortunately, the necessities of survival disconnectedhim from the rest of the world as well.School life consisted of going to school every day, doing his work andcoming home. John wasn't a nerd, didn't like sports nor was he into studentgovernment. No one really remembered him, just the quiet person that sat inthe back. He made no connections. College life was the same. Picking acollege and major at random it really didn't.