I backed away a little bit and looked at her.Shifting her weight from one cheek to another, she pulled her skirt out from under her and pulled it up a...ound her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties, and instead of looking innocent, she now looked like a complete and total slut. Her legs were spread, and the lips of her pussy were red and puffy. I guessed that she had been playing with herself. She had only a little tuft of blonde hair above her slit. The rest was clean-shaven and slippery. So me staying home was a good decision.My family understands that since I once punched my Father-in-law in his face for joking about my Father.Next morning Tom came across with Ginger and a large doggy bag which was filled with doggy stuff (food, brush, shampoo etc). Now Ginger was a friendly dog who is no stranger to me so Idid not have to worry about she not liking me.I fed her and went to take a shower.Now it was that moment when I started to put a plan together.So I went online to get a few. Then she took his hand and they walked to the back of the shop. I said what about this bay door? It's s*******n feet wide and ten foot tall...my wife said leave it up it's such a beautiful day. She took my foam pad I used for my knees and tossed it on the floor and got on her knees and started undoing my friends pants. Out popped his half hard cock. It hung at about a forty five degree angle and my wife's red lips took it in. He leaned over and unsnapped her top and tossed it on my desk. It. The smile remained as I slid behind the high table where Chloe, I and our two friends had been drinking. For a moment I lifted the half-full glass of Pernod and lemonade I had been drinking before placing it back down as the last sensible part of my brain suggested that there was a chance it had been tampered with.I shook my head and laughed unheard beneath the heavy beat of the bass speakers a dozen yards away. “Maybe you were already spiked?” I accused the glass “maybe you’re to blame!” I.