I hadn't. It looked dingy and dark from the outside, and since I didn't drink, there hadn't been much to tempt me in I thought. They told me I should ...heck it out.So we go into this place - it didn't even have a doorman! - and my eyes have to readjust to the dark. There's a stage, but no one is dancing. They order drinks - and a club soda for me - and tell me to relax. I had noticed a twinkle in both of their eyes, so I knew they thought they had a surprise for me that they thought I'd like. So. “Oooh you are wet, aren’t you?” he said, as he and Rob both started fingering her clit and frigging her pussy. She was soon panting and moaning, losing control of her senses.“Oh fuck, you randy bastards, what the hell are you doing to me?” she gasped. Moments later she was climaxing, letting out a massive groan as she came, soaking their fingers with her juice. She demanded they get their cocks out for her, quickly kneeling down in front of them, rubbing their crotches again.“Looks like. You do not have to go out. I am not ashamed to show off my body. I am still in my good shape and I can change my dress in front of you. I was shocked but he is only proving the rumors.I sat on the seat and watched him changed his clothes. If I again ask him to go out, does that mean I am afraid to show off my body because I don’t look good?I thought for a while and decided to change dress in front of him I took my kurta and legging off with a towel wrapped around as he was watching still. I. My juices were flowing out of my pussy, coating my hand and thighs. I pushed two more fingers into my pussy, nearly fisting myself to work my g-spot hard. I was doing everything I could to not scream in ecstasy, letting out an enormous moan/sigh as the release came… soaking my hand even more.Then I heard the door open and the familiar sounds of high heels on the tile floor indicating I was no longer alone. It was two admin assistants using the mirror to freshen up. They started gossiping, and I.