Sultanali will be getting an eyeful of my wife tonight. I hope we can get rid of him early to top off the night with a celebration of our own.Later th...t evening I sat down and tried to read the paper but couldn’t concentrate on what I was reading. I had gone out and picked up a couple bottles of good wine. I had remembered Rajshree mentioning she was meeting Mr. Sultanali at her office and she would leave her car parked there overnight. It was now a quarter after eight, and Rajshree should be. ” I asked, “Would you like to use my bathroom before we leave?” I figured Debbie would want to clean up a bit before returning to the party. “Not now. I’m feeling a little like a slut right now. I don’t cares if I smell like we just had sex? But I would like to shower later if you don’t mind.” We chuckled and quickly rearranged our clothes. I stood and shoved my cock back into my pants. Debbie quickly pushed her skirt down, refastened her bra, and buttoned her blouse. With a wide smile, she. I understood her nervousness because her muscles had atrophied to the point that she was skin and bone and even with the minor muscle control she had remaining in her neck and shoulders. It was a vast improvement over the rest of her body. After that, I had Faith get in the other bed only she had no modesty as she pulled her nightgown over her head showing me her lovely little tits that sat proudly on her chest though they were nothing more than slight mounds. All I was thinking when she pulled. The rest, as they say, is history.Less than 10 minutes after Debi said, “I wouldn’t be surprised if Lynn showed up.” There was a knock on the door. It opened and Lynn walked right in. “Hi guys, I was in the area and I hope you don’t mind if I drop in.” She was somewhat disheveled, her top wide open showing off one of her sexy, lacy white bras. In unison, Debi and I replied in the affirmative. She said, “I’m pretty tipsy, we had the Christmas Party after work. I need to lay down.” I was on the.