I wore some chino shorts and a polo shirt. Someone quipped that I looked like I was going to play golf, which caused much laughter within the group at...my expense. Faye, who was about 5’5’’ with auburn, shoulder length hair, brown eyes and a nice figure. She wore some knee length shorts that made her bum look very sexy and a white cotton t-shirt, through which her pert little breasts could be seen sheathed in a bra. Ruth was a bit taller than Faye. She had red hair and pale complexion. Her. That's where I learned about many of the fantasies that would never show up in a bodice ripper. I started reading stories from guys who fantasized about watching their wives with other men and even licking up the creampies afterward. The website also had forums and PM and chat capability. I soon had several cyber lovers and one of them was an, "Alpha male," who told me that my husband sounded like a, "Beta male". Soon we were hatching a plot to turn my husband into our servant. I really didn't. He came over and we discussed where they would look best. Of course he disagreed with me on where they would look best. He said he was an expert on this and would put them where they looked best. Bill said that he had been watching my house for some time and had noticed a lot of men coming in the evening and staying pretty late. Then he asked me rather boldly “What are you Shela a prostitute”. I was shocked at his directness but decided to play along. No Bill, I'm not a prostitute, Jerry is. He gawped at her in amazement as she slowly moved her knees apart, exposing herself completely to his stare. She lay there on the kitchen table, the soles of her feet flat on the table top, her skirt up to her waist, and her legs wide apart. "You like looking at my panties, don't you?"He gulped."Do you want to touch me……..down there?"Did he? More than anything he had ever wanted before in his life. Kelly pulled his hand towards her. It didn’t take much. "Touch me then".Jim put his hand on.