Frank and Jonathan gave her similar compliments and greetings. I was last in my compliments and handed my wife her drink. All eyes were on her as she walked over to her seat, the guys watching every step. As she sat down, her skirt rode up her legs, revealing more of her naked thighs and a peek of her white lace panties. I could tell she was a little nervous which was understandable. We all knew why we were there and she was the center of attention.
The guys tried to be inconspicuous but I noticed they watched every move my wife made. They almost looked like attack dogs waiting to pounce on their prey but they didn't want to ruin the moment. There was a certain tension in the air as we all knew why we were there but no one wanted to state the obvious. As the host, who was sharing his wife
