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One wife, one husband and one ex-husband.

Then she enlightens me, "Oh that's right, I forgot to mention. Tonights party is a toga party."

Toga party! Oh hell, I haven't been to one of those since college. We grab our respective sheets and off to the hotel to check in and 'wrap' ourselves.

"Why didn't you tell me this party was a toga party?" I ask. "Because, I wanted it to be a surprise to you. Not to mention I didn't want you all worried about other guys seeing me in a toga." she says. Which is right, guys are always looking at her, now it will be easier.

Checking in at the hotel my mind races with thoughts of wrapping Carla in her sheet, or rather unwrapping her. Before I even get the bags in the room Carla notes, "Now before you get any ideas, we are already running late and we need time to figure out how to wrap these damn sheets."

Carla's toga wraps around her curves deliciously, modesty has her wearing one of her sport bras. Mine drapes nicely over my arms and covers me.

I have to admit it is a bit embarrassing crossing the hotel lobby dressed like a Roman senator, but watching the other men looking at Carla makes it all worthwhile.

The drive to the party is sadly uneventful, my caressing hand is held at mid-thigh by your hand. Arriving at the party I am happy to see that we are all suitably dressed and looking rather ridiculous. But then, some of the ladies do warrant a second look.

This is an opportunity for me to meet some of the people you work with while marketing this side of the state. Finally a face to place with the name.

The birthday boy, Jim, offers me a drink and tour of their home. Carla mentioned to me that she think they are 'swingers', which I must admit has me somewhat intrigued. How does one ask that question of another without feeling too out of place?

Looking across the room I see Carla laughing at someone's joke, she is just radiant. It is time to introduce myself to some others. I join Carla, giving her a quick hug I move behind her. Noticing that we are in a corner of the room I let my free hand hidden by the wall slowly slide down over her ass. Strangely I don't feel pants..shorts? Carla continues to visit with some people, but doesn't move my hand. Ever bolder I let my hand pass between the folds of the toga sheet only to find her bare ass! Oh my, Carla is only wearing one of her thongs, nothing else.

My heart skips a beat, my cock twitches. Carla doesn't stop me, but rather she moves sideways closer to the wall, and pushes her body against me, all while continuing to visit with friends. Dare I continue?

But before I make up my mind Carla notes, "I need another glass of wine, could you help me please?" Our host, like any good host has a nice bar/kitchen area. Hidden behind the bar, but still in view of many, I am able to move my hand back between the folds of the toga and back to her body. I move to the side a bit as I slowly caress Carla's backside and slide my hand down her ass. Moving aside the thin strip of thong I find Carla's pussy wet and waiting.

Slowly my middle finger moves around her lips and slides in and out. Not very deep mind you, but just enough to make her squirm. Carla will get really wet when she is excited, and I can feel the moisture already soaking her thong. I think she might have been better off without it! "Oh shit, here comes Jim's wife Tina, so stop" she whispers. Tina starts talking to Carla about work, apparently they are in the same line of business. But I am not listening, my finger continues to slide in and out of Carla's pussy. Carla the whole time is doing great with the conversation, up until her pussy tightens around my finger and she floods my hands with her cum.

Pulling my finger out and arranging her thong, " try this dip honey?" I ask Carla offering my finger to her. With a smile she sucks my finger off.

Carla grabs my hand and says, "Tina, will you excuse me, I need to use the bathroom.

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