I had on those skimpy tiger underwear that my wife had bought me years ago. They just barely covered my limp cock let alone when I get hard and I was ...ard. At first I was embarrassed about it but then I realized that I had seen Cassandra naked several times all ready that day. So be it!My wife looked at my cock hanging out of my underwear and said that she and Cassandra could take care of that for me. Her and Cassandra! Yes that is what she had said. So the three of us went up to my bedroom. My. "I'll bet if I ask you to do something you won't do it." He boldly allowed his eyes to roam over her body from top to bottom. He was impressed with her sexy legs coming from under her short skirt and they way she showed off her better than average sized cleavage. What really struck him the most was the way her blouse clung so tightly to her body and let her swelling breasts been plainly seen."I don't know you and I'm not sure I like the way you are looking at me. Are you trying to undress me in. ‘Yeah no problem! I see you already found where you wanted to place it and the nail is already hammered in.’ As I was looking at the dimensions of the mirror and as to where it was to be placed on the wall. Mrs. O told me that she just had to run up stairs for a few minutes, but will be right down because she has another task that she forgot to tell me about. So As I was hanging and adjusting the mirror so it was not crooked, I heard Mrs. O coming back down there stairs. I looked at the mirror. A few couples, no more than five or six, sit around the stage. The stage is brightly lit. A large screen TV hangs over the stage.They stand in the center of the stage. She kisses His lips, one last time. He hugs her closely. Then they part. He sits at on a large overstuffed leather chair, on the first row. She stands, proudly, in the center of the stage. The new girl, the brunette, approaches Him and takes his blazer. He sits and the brunette lights his cigar and pours him a large scotch,.