We started with cocktails hers was essentially a big glass of gin passed off as a martini. After 3 of these and a light dinner I asked what she would ...like to do next. Sge suggested we take a ride down Sunrise and scope out the strip clubs. So off we went. The only one remotely interesting was one we had been to before for happy hours etc. So we slid in at the far end of the bar and the wife had another martini. As I'm talking to the manager whom I'd gotten to know I feel the wife take my hand. My heart jumped in anticipation but then sank as I thought of all the things they might want me for. Mostly I was afraid of losing my job, and not losing the one, but the two men who have made me feel more alive than I ever have. I pushed the negative thoughts from my mind and made my way down to the café. When I saw them both sitting at the table, my heart jumped again and panic set in. I didn’t want to lose what was just beginning for me, but seeing them there, heads close together in deep. It had a small opening and was pink in colour when I opened it was little wet I liked the smell which came out of it.I spread her legs as she was in bed and spread her pussy lips with my two fingers and put one finger inside as my finger hit her clitoris she mourned ahhhhhhhh oooooohhhh. She started to enjoy and pushed my mouth inside her pussy. I started kissing her pussy lips and inserted my tongue inside the hole and twisted and twirled around. I was licking her clitoris. She was morning. Well, it was all the time, really. Anyway, we were talking about sex and she was telling me how they had slowly began kissing, then on to a little feeling around, like his hands on her boobs, then up under her shirt, then under her bra. From the first feel outside her shirt to a bare boob feel took about two weeks. ‘What about him, what about touching his penis, his dick?’ I asked eagerly. ‘Oh, by the time he was sucking my boobs, that was about a month later, he was laying on the sofa, his.