I picked her up at her house and we went to dinner and out for drinks after. She got kind of trashed and in the car on the way back she starts kissing...my neck and then she sits back and starts playing with her pussy.I'm having a hard time driving and putting a finger in her pussy. I tell her to take off her dress and she does, the I tell her to take off her bra. She is now only wearing torn pantyhose. A trucker slowed down to see what was going on. I had a hold of her tits she had two fingers. I asked him if he thought her body was good enough. He had been drinking just enough to say what he was thinking. He said are you k**ding? She is hot. I tried to put him on the spot and I asked how he knew. He said I've been swimming at you place and have seen your wife in her smallest bikini. He said her shaved pussy is totally sexy. I laughed and said it isn't shaved. He got a confused look on his face. I said she had it Lazar done. It will never have hair on it ever again. I told him it was. The Jacuzzi auto timer cut out and the waters became very still no more bubbles, you could see quite clearly through the very still water, men had there hands firmly on there cocks, my heart was racing, they all had there eyes firmly fixed on our hands, my hands by now were full of very hard cock, and Steve's fingers were inside my cunt, his thumb flicking my clitoris all three men were now rubbing themselves with gentl groans coming from there mouths with a few oh yes's, and oh my God's. Our. A very eccentrically dressed group of people started to fillup my carriage. There must have been about twenty of them; men andwomen, young and old. The common denominator amongst them was that theyall wore at least one garment that was made of a particularly vibrantred tartan! Some of the men wore kilts, one had a 'Sherlock Holmes' capeand deerstalker cap in tartan, others wore Viking helmets with tartanwaistcoats, and so on. And that was just the men! The women were equallyflamboyant.A.