Cabin Stewards enjoying my wife's panties

First, I must say that I have always loved sniffing women's worn knickers, and none more so than my sexy wife's. She knows that whenever she is out for any length of time, I will be going through the laundry basket and pulling out all the knickers she has worn that week ------ and she loves me doing it ! I am always amazed at how differently they can smell from one day to the next ! Some she has discarded look as though they are clean from her knicker drawer and hardly bear her body scent at all, while others look as though she has worn them for two or three days and are heavily covered with her stains ! Her perfumes last on them for ages. She does not mind other men ( selected by her ! ) having a sniff of her as well ! However, it was only when we started going on cruises and seemed to always have men cleaning our cabin that I hit upon the idea of inviting them to have a go with her worn knickers. So far I have had success with two ----the first guy was an Indian who called himself " Stanley ". He was extremely polite, and I thought I saw him eyeing up my wife once or twice. One day when she was sunbathing on deck, I went back to our cabin and he was there making the bed and cleaning the bathroom. I was chatting with him and casually asked him if he was married; he said he wasn't and at that time did not have a girlfriend either. I asked him how long he was going to be at sea and he said about another three months. I said it must be hard to be so long without a woman, and he smilingly agreed. My heart started pounding as I took the bold step of asking him what he thought of my wife, and he sheepishly replied that he thought she was a very beautiful woman. I told him she was a very sexy woman, and he said I was a vey lucky man ! I asked if he would like to see her underwear; he was a bit flustered but said he would. Without hesitating I showed him in which drawers her clothes were, just opening them to let him look inside for a moment. Then I told him that her knickers were much nicer after she had worn them, and opened the overhead locker to show him the bag she put her worn clothes in. I asked him if he would like to touch the underwear she had had on already on the cruise ( we were about three days into the holiday.) I let him put his hand in and select an item ! To my delight he pulled out a pair of her worn knickers, a pale yellow pair. Personally I prefer my wife to buy light coloured panties because they show her stains up more clearly than black or other dark colours. I had already examined that pair and knew that Carole had soiled them reasonably well, as she had travelled down to Southampton in that pair, and had been to the loo a few times on the way. You could clearly see her piss stains in the gusset; I invited Stanley to turn them inside out which he did. Then I asked him what he thought of them and he said they were " very exciting !" I told him to have a sniff and he lifted them up to his nose and had a good sniff; my heart was racing as I said to him that now that he knew where my wife stored her used panties, he was more than welcome to help himself as often as he liked, to have a sniff of her fanny ( and bum, if they had rubbed against her anus during that day ) and that I wanted him to sit on our bed and breathe in the smell of her cunt and wank himself off into any other pair she had worn; I wanted to see his sperm lying in the crotch of my wife's soiled panties right where her fanny and arsehole had nestled all day. He said he would love to do that, and I could see he was very excited. I decided to leave him to it, and said I would check them out when I came back later. Sure enough, when we returned to our cabin, and Carole went in the bathroom for a shower, I reached up and pulled out the bag with her underwear in it. The yellow pair was as it was before, but a white pair were very wet and sticky. When I looked in the gusset, I could see a thick juice covering them---- I could still rub my finger and thumb on the outside and feel his sperm thick on where Carole's pussy had been. I was so turned on thinking of Stanley burying his face in my wife's dirty knickers, smelling her fanny on them and rubbing his prick on another pair she had worn before shooting his hot load onto where her cunt had previously rubbed. I then had another new idea ! I hatched my plan and waited for her to come out of the bathroom. A few minutes later she emerged naked, her lovely breasts bobbing up and down and as she stood in front of me I could clearly see her slit between her pubic hairs. I told her that while she had been in the shower I had started to feel horny, and wanted a smell of her cunt. I said I had got so turned on sniffing the yellow pair she had pissed in that I had had to wank into the white pair; she looked at them, and I said " How about you wear these tonight when we go down for dinner ? Nobody will know that you are sitting on my spunk !! " Carole being Carole, she readily agreed, and put them on straightaway. Then to my amazement, she lifted her leg onto the bed, and rubbed them hard onto and INTO her vagina ! I swallowed hard, knowing that she was taking another man's sperm into her body. I just couldn't believe it. During the course of the evening, I asked her how her panties were, and with a sexy twinkle in her eye, she said " Lovely, and they're still wet ! " When we got back to the cabin, she quickly took her dress off and kicked off her shoes---- she had been braless all evening and stood there in nothing but her well worn panties. " I want you to take them off me, " she said, " And give me your spunk again, but this time with your dick inside me ! " She dropped onto the bed, and I peeled them off her; I was so excited that my prick was erect as I looked at her lying there naked with her legs open offering me her juicy cunny. As my cock slipped in, and I rammed it up her vagina, I closed my eyes and thought that I was putting my dick where Stanley's sperm had been --- and STILL WAS !! --- I shagged her as if she were a whore off the streets and she exploded screaming loudly. I kept waking up that night and looked at her sleeping, knowing that she was well satisfied, and was holding the spunk of two men inside her sexy body.