To tell the absolute truth, I hadn’t a clue. I turned over to my boyfriend, and asked if he knew how we started. Another shrug. Although we were inc...edibly open with each other sexually, and we’d only started letting the world into our bedroom a mere week earlier, neither could say how it happened. It just sort of did. Our biggest kink was knowing people were watching us fuck. We squealed as our video views hit 10,000, then 20,000, eagerly awaiting the next milestone. “You know 20,000 people. "You could just pull the towel away and show them." My plan was to lay naked on my bed with a bath towel covering my waist. The girls would come into my bedroom and Cat would whisk the towel away. Tada!"You don't have to make it a big presentation. You just have to drop your pants." Thanks for calling it big," I joked, "but it looks even bigger when it is standing straight up." It's impressive enough when you are standing." But not as impressive," I corrected. I was oddly feeling very proud of. She was thirty years old, five foot eleven with a slender athletic build, flattish chest, boyish hips, broad shoulders, striking red hair, and a lean angular face. Not a classic beauty, but the kind of woman who would be called handsome. She was a lot like Kyra, only younger, taller, a ginger, and less feminine. "Claire, sweetie, what's the matter?" "Oh, Cathy, I'm having a helluva fuckin' day. I just found out my fuckin' husband is cheating on me. The only good thing is that he won't be back. Finally, morning arrived, and I was up and at the laptop. I ordered some real hot lingerie for Sheri along with some high heels. Then I set us up for the spa in an hour.Brad had awakened and asked what was doing. I told him about ordering some slutware for Sheri and that I had set us up for the spa. The lingerie I ordered would come via FedEx later that afternoon. I then bent over and gave my husband a deeply passionate kiss and said, “Do I really need to get a massage, baby? Please, I’m so.