The next time we would all get together was for our guy's evening.
I did however meet up with the guys one evening while the girls had a meeting to decide what to wear, and hopefully how to act, at Giorgio's event. After checking and finding that none of us had any idea what the girls would be wearing we quickly got around to a discussion about the night we were waiters.
I decided to broach the subject of Gabriella to Evan.
'You cannot be holier than thou David. I was only doing what you were doing,' he cried defensively.
I was quick to point out that I was in no way condemnatory, merely jealous and that he, Evan had blushed so much when her name was mentioned at the dinner, that I thought, quite rightly, that he had really enjoyed himself.
As he put it however, Gabriella, unlike our wives, was a lot more circumspect about the way she did it. Giorgio was a pretty jealous kind of guy and so she had to do it in secret. In fact, she admitted to him, that the night of the big dinner was the first time she had been even a 'little' bit unfaithful. That made, I guess, her tryst with Evan as her first full act of unfaithfulness.
I began to idly wonder whether there were degrees of unfaithfulness, but then realised that even if there were, Jane had gone through all of them.
Evan said it had been a big turn-on to him having to do it quietly in one of the store cupboards, so that Giorgio didn't see her.
That also appealed to me and I was determined at some stage that I would get with her even if I had to organise another bloody Church Roof Dinner to do so.
It certainly seemed that all of us had tales to tell of the evening but they agreed with me that I won the prize for the most embarrassing event, when I had to sit still with my cock still up Lucia while she made a short speech.
All in all another good night.
They also were not slow letting me know how well I had handled Jane's and eventually Lucia's correction.
Three days later we had Giorgio's event.
Giorgio who had bought the girls for the evening had considered a stripper, the way that Lucia had done it but had realised that the Superbowl was the only excuse we needed. As soon as he realised that it was a suitable date he let us all know that it would be an afternoon and evening affair. He was determined to get value from his purchase of the girls. And why have a stripper when he just knew the girls were going to be putting it all on display.
He had met up with the girls the night we guys had all met and had told them that unless they had any problems with the idea, Gabriella and Lucia would be there as well.
'They would start by dispensing the drinks,' he said, 'but then,' he had shrugged his shoulders and added 'when people are getting their own drinks, they will just be hostesses I guess.'
He had obviously been talked into allowing them to be there by Lucia, a formidable lady who desperately wanted to attend. In fact she would want to be anywhere where there was sex to be had I suspected. Whether he had considered that Gabriella acting as a hostess might not be to his liking was not known. I suspect again that Lucia had told him he had little choice in the matter.
Georgio decided to use the smaller of his functions room and put a large projected TV image on the wall. He charged the fifty or so guys that wanted to come one hundred dollars each, made it a free bar and free food and promised to pay all profits into the Church Roof Fund. That was good of him, after all he had paid out for the girls services in the first place. Food would be available between one and two thirty after which his regular waiters and waitresses would leave.
I had not been able to glean anything from Jane about what she was going to wear and nor had the other guys from their wives.
She and I did have however a long discussion about how far we were likely to be going sexually, outside the marriage, as she so tenderly put it.
I had come clean that my punishments of her was not anger nor even jealousy but a desire to have a little fun as I smacked her, not unwilling bottom. We had declared our love for each other, despite the way we both may have acted, admitted to each other that maybe we had both enjoyed what we had been doing so far and that it was likely to continue, or even get a little more outrageous.
Jane obviously had in mind not only the last of our planned events but also the week holiday that the girls were planning. It seemed to me that the girls must have been discussing the inevitability of us all sleeping with other people's partners while we were skiing.
She did finish the conversation with a little question however.
'You won't stop smacking my bottom altogether now we have had this clear the air chat?' she said. 'Although you know I don't like it done in public.'
Not much. I knew I didn't need to say anything.
I had managed to tell her that despite the hard time I had been giving her I loved my sexy, slutty, adorable, flirtatious and occasionally outrageous wife, but, and we both knew there was a big but coming here, but, I was a little worried that if she continued to be quite as sexually aggressive as she had been that she might get a reputation among the other girls. Not just her three buddies, I pointed out, but also a lot of the people at church who knew her reasonably well. However well we had managed to get people to not discuss the party in public, there were bound to be many private conversations and I pointed out she would not want to be the topic of too many of these.
She thought about this and agreed that she would definitely cool the image a little bit.
'After Georgio's party,' she added as an afterthought.
I cringed at what she might have in mind.
The match started at three and this meant that we were able to start drinking as the lunch was being served. By two thirty we had got a few beers down and were beginning to get a little noisy. We had greeted Lucia and Gabriella with big kisses but they seemed fairly formally dressed and almost a little preoccupied while organising the food and the drinks.
The regular waiting staff cleared up the plates and left a good supply of beer and cocktails out on the side.
And then Lucia and 'Lella arrived again now dressed in French maid outfits and a big smile.
Now they came round and greeted us properly, well maybe not all fifty of us, but certainly the table that Evan, Danny, Pete, myself, Jack, and Slim were sharing.
No sooner than they had kissed their way around than the wives arrived, dressed as cheerleaders, Jane and Sue in the Steelers white and Frannie and Kay in the green of Green Bay Packers.
They did a couple of cheers in front of the screen before moving over to the bar. Some of the guys smooched over to chat to the girls and the rest of us got back to the game now in hand.
Seeing that the match had just started Kay came back into the light of the screen. She looked terrific dressed as a cheerleader I thought. Very fit tall, long legs and neat short dark hair.
'Okay Guys. I thought I had better tell you what is going on and who to cheer for. As you can see Frannie and I are cheering for the Packers and you guys better hope we score a lot of points. Every time Packers score a touch down or a field goal we will come out and do our little cheer.'
The guys cheered.
'And then Sue and Jane will come out and take off an article of clothing.'
Massed cheering.
'And of course, if Steelers score Sue and Jane will do their cheer and Frannie and I will take off some clothes. So get cheering Guys. I will let you know that you need a big scoring game because you can probably see that we are wearing seven items each.'
Booing broke out amid the laughter.
'Show us - take them off.'
