I looked at you as you looked at me before you shut the door, and I think it wasn’t just embarrassment you felt. So, if I’m right, what else did y...u feel?”She recrossed her legs, inadvertently giving me a view of her upper thigh above her stockings and a suspender. I felt a stirring as I crossed my legs to hide it. She did note my crossing my legs. She was more aware than I realised. Slightly disconcerted she replied eventually, “Ian, ok, I was affected. And that’s why I’m so affected by what. There’s one way for you to be an instantsuccess at the party, Joanie. A way to show everyone you’re happy tohave been invited.” “How’s that, Karen?”, Joan asked. “Lift your skirt and show me your panties. Yes, uh huh…very prettyblack bikinis, but take them off. Why the quizzical frown? Take thepanties off and, as soon as possible at the party, flash that cute littleass and cunt at some of the guests. You’ll be the hit of the. That was when Bill decided to turn up the house stereo. She remembers a Santana album being played, and that the first black athlete used the song rhythms deep inside her. Bill had the sound set loud enough to mask all the action in that back room where my wife was.His 8 inch fat cock was attached to a 220 pound 6 foot frame. And what turned out to be the theme of the evening = “fit athletes fucking a fit athlete”. Remember, the guys had seen my wife on campus, and at the strip club. They knew. Now for something different, he thinks to himself as he brings his arm around her back and runs his palm down the arch to her ass as the other hand continues to hold onto her wrists. He circles his finger around her ass hole which makes her squirm again and take in a deep breath. He smiles then with another powerful thrust he also inserts his finger deep in her ass which makes her cry out, not sure whether to scream or moan. This makes his cock grow harder ready to erupt and from the tightening.