She was totally naked under that slip. No panties, nothing and her pussy looked freshly shaved. She had a bright smile on her face as she stood showin...g her pussy to God the neighborhood and everybody.This isn’t something MY WIFE would do unless forced, and then not with a stupid grin on her face.“You can’t go out in that, you’ll get arrested.” I shouted.“I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen.” Dave announced with conviction. “Shall we go?” Dave asked. “Our chariot awaits.” He said in a phony. I wasn't in any hurry to get tarted up for the shindig. I decided to stay "grubby" and spend a couple of hours at the computer trying to get my mathematical messup sorted out. Then John walked in with his mate.I took one look and ran for my room. He was gorgeous! Tall, powerfully built, absolutely bloody beautiful.It took me ten minutes to make myself presentable. I was still only in shorts when I re-emerged for introductions, but at least my hair was a bit better, and I'd managed to add a bit. Small framed, but with a spreading middle-aged paunch showing beneath his slightly dowdy black suit and sensible blue tie, his presence was hardly even registering on the scale of reality. This was a man, indeed, who could be lost in a crowd, who could blend in, just watching… and seen but never seen.He certainly was not the tall, dark haired man in his prime mid-thirties that she’d been expecting.“Mr. Leigh?” Recovering herself, Ms. McMorning stood upright and exuded confidence through her. Still sitting astride Dave, she called out to Janet, “Crawl out from under there, bitch, and don't you dare spill that glass. I have a use for every drop of that cum. Then, easing herself off Dave, she unbuckled the strap-on and opened the zip at the front of her catsuit.“You get your fucked arse off that bench and kneel in front of me. I have a job for you. You will finger fuck my cunt until I squirt. And you, bitch, will catch my juice in that glass. I want it full of fanny batter and spunk.”.