’ I use the term ‘hook up,’ specifically here because I decided early on that if I did allow myself to be ‘taken for the team,’ I was not go...ng to have sex. It just felt too much like she was doing this out of convenience for her friend to go all the way. I knew I could fuck her very competently. My dick was (is) long and wide and she was so thin. I managed to satisfy far larger women with more challenging physiques with my G-d given equipment and experience. I just could not convince myself to. She let out a satisfied “ohhhhhhh” and then resumed fucking Steve, soon increasing the intensity of her actions. I just momentarily held my cock in deep, taking full pleasure in the sensation that my penetration provided. I could feel Steve penetrating her through the thin membrane separating us. “Man,” I thought, “this is better than I ever imagined!” Even after all that had happened to slow me down, I was so turned on by this encounter and my sex-crazed wife that I realized that I was. . ?" He was wearing loafers, and he slipped them off."And no pants." She removed her skirt. Her panties were gone. The outer lips of her pussy peeked through her little patch of dark pubic hair. They looked puffed and a little swollen, and a much darker red than he normally saw, about like he saw them at their weekly parties."What... ?" It's part of the dress code," she said. "Everyone is bare from the waist down." Bare from the waist ... Everyone?" Up to and including Ms. Hubbard."The thought. As agreed, I picked up Sally at work, and we arrived at Pams soon after. Since none of us had eaten dinner, Pam had set out some snacks and wine for us to enjoy while we sat around and chatted. Finally, Pam suggested we get comfortable in her living room and asked if we all were serious about playing strip poker as we had talked about. Of course we were, so out came the cards, the rules were agreed upon, and the fun started. Now I do not know what Pam and Sally had in their minds, but I was.