Jemma slowly walks up behind me and slips her hand down the front of my shorts, and firmly grabs a hold of my cock as she stares at Miranda. “He has...a nice fat cock, and I should know, I just sucked the shit out of it and swallowed his cum. And don’t act like this bothers you, I can see that left hand of yours hovering over your pussy”Miranda looked like a deer in headlights, her face completely shocked, as she looks down to watch Jemma stroke my now rock hard dick inside of my shorts. My eyes. I turned towards him and my lips met his. The first kisses or in this cases kisses, always made it feel so real. Dancing with other men in a club is one thing, kissing another man is a thing called cheating. Of course we did more than kiss. Two sets of strong hands explored me, going well beyond my waist. Hands groped my breasts. Hands cupped my ass. The room started to feel very hot. I looked behind me and my husband smiled. I looked in front of me and couldn’t resist reaching out to greet. Trying to keep me from feeling too much too fast he took his hand out of my panties and took my skirt off, slowly pulling it down my legs and placing it over the computer in the room.Then he did the same for my panties but he did this even slower and once they were in his hands and off me he looked at me with a smirk on his face and winked, making me laugh. I sat up at that point whilst he was still standing and started to unbuckle his jeans feeling his gaze on me as I was doing this revealing. They were all quite good looking and one woman wasdressed fabulously in a really floaty dress which moved nicely when shewalked. Anyway, after dinner they started dancing and then were swappingpartners and laughing. The story wasn't much, but what was neat was thatthere was a lot of foreplay and kissing and touching. They were on twofacing sofas and the women started dancing together with the menwatching, then kissing and touching each other. I was so getting veryhard watching this and when the.