This letter written for me by a friend will tell all, obviously I am typing it.
It was a Thursday night  and we received a phone call from Sir Woorhin, we had agreed if he was in our area he could call us. We had never met before and suggested we do so. Sir Woorhin explained that it would have to be a public place, for reasons I dont want to go into here. We agreed upon a place and time, and my husband and I eagerly anticipated our meeting. Before terminating our call Sir Woorhin requested that we both wear button down shirts and I wear a skirt no nylons and my husband wear pants with a zipper fly.
I should explain our situation I am dominant to my husband, but dont have a lot of experience and dont entirely feel comfortable doing so. Hubby does whatever he is told and has, as I am finding out , no limits.
The next we met at  the meeting place a dimly lit restuarant with booths, we got there early as Sir Woorhin is a stickler for being on time. Right on time Sir Woorhin arrived, he had told us what he was going to wear and a rough physical description. When he arrived at the booth in the back of the restuarant he had us seperate and placed himself between us. We  conversed for a while before Sir Woorhin leaned to me and whispered in my ear for me to take off my bra and panties. I was about to get up and go to the washroom to do so when his hand gripped my thigh firmly under the table, he looked me straight in the eyes and stated he wanted it done hereat the table. I looked at him and saw him smirk at me, you see I was wearing a fairly tight fitting shirt as my husband and I thought it would be appropriate for this evening, he knew I was going to have an issue with removing my bra.
I started with my panties, it the tight confines of the booth I had to lean toward Sir Woorhin in order to move the elastic band of the panties over my ass. Quicker than I have seen anyone move he had had his left hand in my hair and shoved my head into his crotch. He lifted his crotch into my face and began rubbing my face into the fabric of his clothing. At this point, being startled I fought back trying to right myself to a seated position. I was able to do so and when I righted myself observed Sir Woorhin slowly shaking his head and then he said I believe you forgot something. I looked briefly at my husband who had no idea what had been whispered to me and what was going on. He just shrugged his shoulders. Not seeing any other possible way to remove my panties I again leaned into sir Woorhin, to my surprise no hair pulling this time. I was contorting my body to get the panties from my knees to my ankles when I glanced under the table and could just make out Sir Woorhins right hand in my husbands crotch squeezing his cock area. I righted myself and proudly placed my panties on the seat beside Sr Woorhin.
The rest was all he replied. As it was dark and not too busy and there was no room, I mustered up my courage and sat up and began unbuttoning my shirt. I had all the buttons undone and the shirt halfway off when our server arrived to ask us if we need were ready to order. Sir Woorhin stated we were just fine with the drinks and to give us a few minutes. The server couldnt keep his eyes off me and almost stumbled over another table as he turned to leave. I removed the shirt entirely and was working on the snaps to the bra as quickly as I could. I had the bra off in no time, I started to put on my shirt when I felt Sir woorhins hand on my thigh. I must admit I was getting quite aroused and when I looked at my husband, the way he was looking at me, it had been a long time since I had seen that look of desire. Sir Woorhin let me button up the shirt just so it would hold my tits in place.
Sir Woorhin looked at me and saw my nipples were as hard as rocks, he said we should switch things around seating wise and made my husband come around the table and sit over the other side of me, making me the middle person. When my husband was moving I noticed that his fly was undone.
I shoved over a bit to make room for my husband and Sir Woorhin took the opportunity to introduce his fingers to my wet cunt. I was so hot and horny I didnt need any coaching to open my legs for easier access. Tell your bitch he should get some of this while he is allowed. As my husbands hand found its way to my cunt, I felt Sir Woorhin withdrawing his fingers. My husband sensed the state of my arousal and began massaging my clit.
Sir Woorhin brought his wet fingers up to my mouth which I began sucking and licking. I could tell my husband was playing with himself under the table while he was playing with my pussy as well. The pressure was building and  I couldnt last any longer. I had just closed my eyes and was starting to explode when Sir Woorhin reached into my shirt and squeezed my nipple hard. I lost it I started cumming and gushing something I had heard about but never experienced. The orgasm ripped through my body and I felt my husbands fingers jerking inside me as he was coming as well.