”“I didn’t see the video last night, I still know nothing about it,” I replied.She looked at my abandoned coffee.“It’s unlike you to leave...the holy nectar,” she said.“Holy nectar?” I queried.“It’s what Cal calls it when she refers to your drinking habits.”“How is she?” I asked.“They sedated her, and they’re calling in a psychologist to talk to her and see if he can get some of the real memories back, and maybe get her thinking straight. In a way it’s a blessing that she doesn’t remember, the. Now the shy was dressed as a business lady; a tight black skirt and jacket, white blouse, shiny nylon hose and a pair of sexy stilettos. I never imagined Martha could be so sexy dressed like that.She did not see me, because I was on the third row of tables at one side of the stage.She performed a sexy act and she finally stripped off her tiny black thong. I was really surprised, finding her mound was nicely shaved.When Martha finished her performance, she picked up her clothes and some bills. Once there I look over and slyly nodded Angie then lent over and gave Reg a big wet kiss sliding her spunk covered tongue into his mouth. You could see his surprise and then a puzzled look as he tried to work out the taste.As the drinks flowed, more and more of the guests got drunk and by late evening some of our guests were leaving. Reg was absolutely paralytic so Deb asked me to take him home, as it was a short distance I didn’t mind. Angie said she would help as we walked Angie told me a few. I wondered where she had gone she looked good in the dress and those red heels though then I remembered she said she was going home. I sat on the bed trying to think why she had bought me here then left me I noticed my phone on the room dresser with a pen next to it I thought I'd left it at home my wife must have bought it.I got up off the bed I couldn't believe my life had come to this but in a strange way it really turned me on my wife had become a real cock lover and was getting dirtier by.