It went slowly over her head then in moments found itself in his hands.Next was her under shirt. It too – disappeared as if it was made out of air.B...fore he could do anything else further, he watched the dreaded bra, “Darn thing,” he whispered making his girlfriend giggle.She knew how he felt about bras. The mechanics of the elusive fabric often gave him trouble and her lover was easily embarrassed. She watched Sam fumble with it for few seconds – his face getting redder as his attempts were. Amisha di and I quietly took our seats in the bus and didn’t speak a word. The bus arrived in our city at around 3 pm. We silently took a taxi and headed home in home and I went to room and closed the door and slept till 9 pm feeling all the guilt, shame and humiliation.At 9 pm Amisha di knocked my door and when I opened it she spoke briefly without eye contact “Dinner is ready. I wore my old half jeans (manually cut) and a lose t-shirt and went to the kitchen where the food was already served. I went and grabbed a cold beer and sat down to watch them. I later found out the guy in her ass was Tim's buddy Mike. Apparently Andrea's tight butt was to much for Mike and he started pumping his balls into her after a short time. He pulled out and I offered him a cold beer. He and I sat and watched Tim as he continued to sex my wife for a full hour. I'm don't think he actually came when he stopped, he just needed a break. Andrea pranced around in front of all three of us completely naked. She. “I can’t wait until Wednesday,” I said.Jenny and I both left work that day at the same time at 5. We dropped our stuff off at my apartment and went out for a light supper. After we had finished, we made our way back to my apartment and began cleaning up my living room, where we decided the festivities would take place. My living room is open and adjoins to the kitchen. The only thing separating the two is a large island counter and Jenny suggested we place all our alcoholic drinks on it. Enzo.