I sat there in shock, unable to speak. The noises in the lounge continued, getting louder and louder as Leon forced a powerful orgasm out of my wife. ...inally it was quiet, and a few minutes later the two of them entered the lounge dressed in bathrobes. Amanda shot a smug, satisfied grin at me, as she cuddled up to Leon on the sofa opposite me.Now we were all gathered together, Crystal spoke."As I said," she began. "We know you have been stealing from us, and I have enough evidence to put you in. “Be a good boy and take those pants all the way off.” She undid her top showing a black lacy bra holding in a fabulous set of D-sized breasts. Her figure was very nice. Slight roll of fat near her pant line, but otherwise perfect. Like me, she had the body of a seasoned but conscious business traveler. “Mind if I let the ‘girls’ out?”. I replied as any gentleman in my position would, “By all means, please do.” She unsnapped the bra, releasing a beautiful pair of breasts. Nice, round, natural,. Still not sure how or why, but I chose to be ignorant this time around. I also noticed she could dance. This wasn't just some hoe that could shake her booty; she had moves. She confessed she danced growing up. I tried to keep up but I simply had nothing. I was stone cold sober and felt awkward trying to burn up the dance floor. I spent more time talking to Dalia's roommate while she danced it up. She was the center of our attention, and she could have gone home with any guy that night. In the. I pulled down the anchal and now she was standing before me with her tight blouse trying to hide her melons and her nude belly, all at my mercy. I stood up pounced on her. I was holding her tight against the wall and started kissing her. Her eyes, her neck, her cleavage, her melons and her belly. Suddenly I felt her hand holding my hair and pulling me up to her lips. I kissed her lips and she opened her mouth to take my tongue. We started kissing like crazy. She was holding my hair so tight.