I motioned to Mark to go ahead and break the news, but he wasn’t sure how to broach the subject. Then Haley said that since the second game was over...that she could now get dressed. Mark cleared his throat and told her not yet. She looked at him and asked why I jumped in and said that we also had a wager on this last game. Haley looked at Mark and then at me and asked me what the wager was. I told her that the loser’s wife would have to strip and she said she was already there. I continued and. Listen...they are mingling, chatting, sipping cocktails and noshing on catered hors d oeuvres and hozzie-whatzies, every so often throwing a glance my way, curious, bored, chuckling at my precarious plight--"whose is that freakthing anyway?" To which comes the ubiquitous response "Cyn's little girlfriend." The retort to which invariably is some variation of "Oh...(laughing)...Jesus...I didn't recognize...well, I'll be damned they've finally gone and done it then...well, good for Cyn; she. At one point, he even caught a glimpse of her nipples when the front of her dress fell completely away from her chest. He could feel his cock move around inside his jockeys, trying to escape. Fortunately, the conversation was animated enough that he kept things under control. There was much laughing, and anybody in earshot would have thought that they were a blissful married couple. They shared dessert and much champagne before deciding to leave. Jay has always held his liquor better than. She came soon and held my hand … I was shocked …S: Matty , pls don’t say anything to anybody. Will you??? scared looks on her eyes…I: No aunty, why would I, this is accident . Of course, I won’t . I am sorry I should have knocked the door , I didn’t.S: No matty, it’s my mistake too , I should have locked …I: That’s ok aunty, I left… I didn’t get sleep properly that night…Next day , I was working in office working too busy forgot everything in work and I got a text by 5pm … matty, don’t forget.