I could tell in his eyes that he would struggle to say no to me he always had and I could guess he wanted to know what I would do next and how far I w...uld let this voyeurism go. It was still quite light outside on that summer evening, so I slowly moved my hand up my thigh and pulled down my French knickers, lacy and damp. I removed them altogether, holding them up for him to see. I threw them at my feet and slid my skirt up so I could play with myself for him, using two fingers to enter my. “Pull you skirt down and lets go.” He is practically dragging me as he leads me out of this place.He opens the car door for me. We begin traveling. I don’t say a word.We finally pull into a drive way and enter into his front door. He ask if I would like a drink and I ask for water. He comes back and I am still standing where he left me. He smiles as he hands me the water.He moves to the couch and tells me I may take my place at his feet. I do so as he throws a pillow down on the floor to. I returned to the seat I was told to not bother sitting down as we were going to the hotel. My pussy gave a little jump for joy lol. As we walked up Lothian Road, Craig was next to me and my husband walked slightly ahead. It looked for all to see that me and Craig were a couple and he continually rubbed my bum all the way to the bar.The next part was a blur as the boys decided and agreed on the whats, wheres, dos and donts. I then found myself, being led to the lift, hand still rubbing my bum. Though I have seen her contact in her resume, respecting her privacy didn’t save her number couple of days we were talking normally, she requested me if I can recharge her number as need to make some calls, to which I didn’t have her number. She was quite surprised with my response, she shared her number and said “you can also save it and can call me when free, we are friends now and I trust you.”One day she expressed that her laptop is very slow and shuts off suddenly, as a hardware engineer I.