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We both left our husbands the same note for them to find the next Friday evening when they came home from work. The notes said simply: "The Western Electric club, nine p.m." Sharon homemade and I arrived at the club at seven thirty. She was dressed in a white halter and jeans. The halter had no chance of containing her massive tits. I wore a newly purchased white tube top, no bra, and short black leather skirt, no panties. I almost died when she picked it out for me, but she'd shamed me into buying it. No more than a couple of minutes after finding a fairly private booth in the corner of the club, Sharon spotted two young men sitting at a table near the dance floor. They were both fairly handsome cowboy looking guys. "I'll be right back." She told amateur me, even before our first drinks had arrived at our table. I watched as Sharon leaned over their table and started talking to the two young men. I chuckled to myself when I realized the view they must have had of her massive tits spilling out of her halter right in front of them. The next thing I sleeping knew, she was heading back to our table with the two young men in tow. Sharon introduced me to Jason and Buddy. She had Jason slide in beside me, while Buddy took a seat on her side of the booth. I calculated that I got the better of that deal. Jason was much better looking than Buddy. They both seemed cum to be in their mid twenties. All seated, Sharon started, "Okay, here's the deal: tits In about an hour, our husbands are going to be here. They aren't going to sit with us. They'll sit where they can watch us." Jason spoke up, "I don't have a good feeling about this. Is there going to be trouble?" Sharon and I both laughed. I put my hand on Jason's arm, "Sugar, if you play along, you're more likely to get tipped than beaten up." Buddy chimed in, "Okay, what do we have to do?" Sharon looked him right in the eyes, "Do you know how to make out with a girl?" "Duh!" Jason answered for his friend. "Well, when our husbands show up, you're going to get to make out with us, and a whole lot more. Do you think you can handle that?" "More, as in . . ." Buddy inquired. "Give me your hand." Sharon ordered him sternly. Without my clothes, my cum bra, my panties, I looked more homemade like Lenny, but we washed each tits other, continuing to kiss. I nodded shyly. I shook my head. And there it was before his very eyes as he admired the intersection between her teen legs. Just know that you have until the end of Spring Break, to convince us that we should let you continue school. Now let’s talk about the new deal you and I are gonna be making. “Holly, calm amateur down. She looked like even more of a whore than Laura had on Thursday. I flexed my pinky toe, marveling at how much I’d missed it. She reached between his legs and sleeping took his cock in her hand. I said I did warn you.