I started pumping my fingers in and out of her pussy. She started moaning a little harder now and raised her hips so that my fingers massaged her G-sp...t. I heard the door open and close and knew our friend had arrived. I briefly turned around and was greeted by the sight of two studs. It looked like he had brought a friend. I gestured them to stay quite and they slowly got undressed. The waiter had a curved 9 inch cock that was a bit thinner than mine. I knew my wife would love his cock in her.. I played back the first spanking in my head as she ate. I recalled the shame I had experienced as I stood next to her like a naughty little boy waiting for the family bathroom to be free, wooden spoon in her hand. I thought about the second spanking she gave me when we got home, and I remembered the pain and ecstasy as she jerked me off between smacks. My imagination ran wild as I tried to guess what else she had in store for me this evening. I felt my penis getting hard again and I inched. So this night found me in a pair of tight knickers, silky and sheer, not see-through, silky to the touch, and due to my skirt being short, they were touched frequently, throughout the night, driving up my desires and priming me for cock.Dancing was thigh humping, rubbing my crotch against the guys leg, looking for the elusive orgasm on the dance floor, something I could achieve with a pair of tight knickers with the gusset slading across my clitoris, as I moved side to side in a rocking motion. I could only find that out if I smelt my wetness which was either sweat or piss. It’s amazing that one could think all that in a matter of five seconds.So I lift all the different sorts of blankets on top of me and get up. I am always in a certain mood when I get up. I like this mood, because I am very blunt and don’t care about others feelings. As I head to the bathroom to empty my bladder I fix my boxers, because whenever I wake up they’re way to too high up my legs and my genitals are in.