I took a look at myself in the mirror and decided to shave off my neat little landing strip. If I was turning a new page, it would be with a whole new...me. The landing strip yielded to the razor easily; I did a quick inspection to make sure there were no stray hairs left. I did not wear any perfume; I relied on my own musk to provide any olfactory titillation needed.I put on a black, see through, strapless, bustier garter, matching thigh high hose, and lacy thong. The thong left my creamy ass. I said we will do it one by one. Started with husband, made him lie down on his stomach, asked him to bend his knee at 90 degree and try to push the leg up in air as if trying to push something on his feet up in the air.When he started I placed my palm on his half covered ass and asked wife to see how the muscles are getting tightened every time he is pushing. She came and placed her palm removing mine and her eyes glittered.She said with excitement to her husband, “Honey, it’s getting tight. "I'm going to do some research on the marina tomorrow. I'll try to get by in the afternoon to check on the progress," I said.I was about to leave when Ev said, "You know it kind of looks like a mini cruise ship." I think it looks like a wedding cake," I said. "Don't worry, I won't ask you to decorate it like one."I drove back to the motel in time to hook up the new coffee maker before EZ called. "How about I pick you up and show you around. I can show you everything you want to see in this. I was almost cumming when the music stopped. Please don't stop finger fucking me.”Then I clung to his neck and kissed him on the lips and our tongues explored each other's mouth. If being finger fucked by my husband in front of all these people was exciting, being finger fucked by this man that I had only met about an hour earlier was incredible. Within minutes I was cumming and everyone knew it when I announced my release to the world.“Ahh! Fuck yes! Oh shit that's wonderful! Ahh!.