Of course my showering and shaving was for his pleasure, I was going to fuck him, something he was unaware of, and the more I thought of it, the more ...relaxed and excited I became.He was going to be the benefactor, my husband being the voyeuristic instigator, he loved creating these scenarios, and I submitted to his perversions, in his eyes as a willing wife, but deep down the slut in me craved to be fucked while other men watched.I reached out and picked-up my stockings, a large diamond lace,. As Jane got up to go to the ladies she knocked my pint over and probably because of the the amount drunk I snapped at her “I should spank you for that”. “You wouldn’t dare” she spat back at me as she flounced off to the loo.Shortly after that, the party began to break up, as we put on coats Jane took me to one side “did you mean that”? She asked. “What are you talking about?” I replied having already forgotten out spat. “You said you’d spank me, did you mean it?” I wasn’t sure how to answer but. I was confused, it was one thing to lust over Danny, someone who was like a brother to me, but to be in love with him was something completely different. Maybe it was my lust to fuck him that was clouding my feelings; I craved his cock now more than ever. Day 6 The text flashed onto my phone the next morning, "Hi Christy babe, I'm having a fancy dress party tonight would love you to come, sorry about the short notice was a pretty last minute thing! Xoxox." one of my dearest friends Emily,. You’re just one lucky guy tonight’With that, I finalized the details with Mike and called Kelly. “Ok babe, it’s on” I could almost hear her gasp with the realization that this was going to happen. ‘I’ll meet you at the apartment in about 5 minutes, Mike will be there in 15. You’re sure about this right?….I can still call it off.’ There was a slight hesitation, then Kel said ‘No hunny, I’m sure…..thanks, I’ll see you there.’ I didn’t tell Kel her rapist was a black guy, she wanted.