The head waiter came over to us, and asked if we would like to join them for a nightcap. We said we would love to and headed to where they were gather...ed.I sat myself at the bar to enjoy a nice brandy; my wife sat on one of the sofas with a waiter either side. My wife was soon encouraging the waiters to stroke her legs and tits. One of the waiters looked at me for approval, which I gave.Before long they had lain her on a table with her legs over the end. Her dress was around her waist, and a. But i need you hard again…and i know exactly what will work.”She stands up and slowly starts to take her dress off, having to wiggle out of it, the dress being so tight. She pushes it down her body, exposing herself to me. First, her d-cup breasts, then her cute belly button and finally her legs. Once it is off she stands back up, and does a flip again. Showing off her body in her purple underwear. Once again staring at me, she begins to remove her bra, setting her tits free. She then slips her. She was more popular than ever, and for the first time had a strong, healthy relationship with other girls on the cheerleading squad to fall back on.Being a sentimental guy, though, kept me in touch with her after I graduated. Our relationship evolved into more of a brother-sister kind of thing, platonic and fierce in its intensity. After she graduated, with honors, she joined Melissa and I at University, and continued with her cheerleading there.After I graduated with my Bachelor's Degree,. She also tried to make me understand that Mark and Rebecca had benefitedfrom my need to submit and identity as a submissive male and subservientto those I believed to be my betters, but that I had honestly given themmy entire being and it was how they chose to use my devotion and servicethat was where the relationship became unhealthy. She tried to help mesee that it had not been a relationship that held a future for me since itwas likely Mark and Rebecca would remain a couple and having me as.