My soaked finger pulled up and I put as much pressure as I could muster on my soaked clit. I wanted so bad to just attack my clit, bringing myself to ... quick, satisfying orgasm. I resisted, knowing whatever he had in store for me would probably end in a mind blowing sexcapade and not just a quickie.“Yeah, baby, you like it on your clit don’t you.” He started to breathe heavily and I could hear him stroking. “Pull your finger out of that tight cunt and lick it clean, you dirty girl.”I moaned,. His girlfriend got up too, man she was beautiful. He had long, straight, strawberry blonde hair, tanned skin, C cup breasts, and a soft light brown bush. I started to get hard as soon as I saw her. "No worries, you guys go ahead" I told him, while staring at his girlfriend's body, and starting to get very hard. "You sure?" he said. "Yeah".As I begin to walk away his girlfriend calls out "Are you hard?". I was embarrassed, but also aroused by the question and responded truthfully. "Yeah" I said. You're a wife. I'm a wife. Equals."Kim smiled. "I'm okay with that!" Come on, sweetie," she said. "Let's parade you in front of the other wives. Make 'em all jealous. You look like a doll!" Thank you! You look nice, too." Baby, I wish I still had it. You got it."Kim was wearing a dress, not flashy, not gaudy, not revealing, sort of like the frame on the Mona Lisa. She DID look good, but then I've been known to be a bit biased.I went in to meet the rest of the crew. A couple of my co-workers. As she turns he grabs Jenna’s ass, all she hears is…yummmmy as she turns to face him, a smile across his lips. She tells him, well thank you but what you just gave me was yummy…and I want more. Patrick tells her that there is plently of time for more, but right now he wants too taste her. With that, he grabs Jenna by the waist, sets her on the edge of the whirlpool, his face in front of her wet pussy. Patrick’s tongue reaches for it, entering her with just the tip. He reaches up, pinching her.