"We headed upstairs to my closet once more. We browsed through my mini dresses and finally found a cute dark blue one that complemented my eyes."Here,... Cara said, handing me the dress. "Change." Okay, let me go to the bathroom. I'll be right out," I said, grabbing the dress."Oh, no, no, you can change right here," Cara said.My cheeks flushed. "Urm...all right." I stripped off my loose top and wiggled out of my jeans. Forgetting I had a lace thing on, I was surprised when I heard Cara gasp.. We can arrange something else for you." "I don't understand," I was puzzled. "You said 'we.' Is it something you and Jenny are hosting together?" "Parties are a company affair -- everyone pitches in," she explained. "Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it." "I think I will," I replied. She looked at her watch, signifying the small talk was over. "I've got to get back to work," she said unnecessarily. "Just leave out the packages Bob worked on until we come to an agreement. It wouldn't. Thank you." Joan was starting to cry. I kept up the regular flailing of her buns.When she squirmed, I held her tighter. The crowd was loving it. I could hear the laughter and applause. Joan wasup to forty-five when she cut loose. I could feel her urine soaking myslacks. A puddle formed on the floor. "Let her up, Clint." Of course I'll let her up. "Joan, show everyone yourred ass." Joan turned her back to the audience and raised her skirt.Panties down, she sobbed as she displayed her newly. After only a couple of minutes her breathing become heavier and her clit was really sticking out. She started rubbing her pussy faster while pulling on her nipples. Than she shoved 2 fingers up inside her. From where I was sitting I could see right up inside her. Here was my very conservative wife completely naked, with 1-inch nipples and 2 fingers buried deep in her pussy making her self come. It was too much for me to handle and I shot my load all inside my pants. It felt like I would never.