some soft music. She began to sway to the rhythm.
'Now you're going to really see a show,' Gayle said.
'Gayle,' Richard said.
'Shut up,' she said. 'Shut up or leave. And if you leave I'll never see you again.'
Richard wanted to leave. He also wanted to stay. He knew Gayle meant what she did. If he walked out he would never see her again. He didn't know what to do.
'Relax, baby,' Alice said sweetly, blowing into his ear. 'Don't worry.'
'But she's my wife,' Richard said.
'She'll still be your wife afterwards,' Alice pointed out. 'And you did have your jollies. Why not let her enjoy herself?'
Gayle allowed herself to be carried away by the soft music. She could feel heat between her thighs as she moved. Knowing that she was shocking Richard and knowing that she was going to shock him even more, was an exciting thought to Gayle.
She closed her eyes tightly and reached for the top button of her blouse. She undid it and moved her fingers slowly down the front of her blouse. She wasn't allowing them to see much flesh, but she knew it looked wicked enough.
'Gayle,' Richard said.
She undid the second button and then the rest. She kept her blouse closed for a few moments and then she shrugged it off her shoulders.
'My God, Gayle,' Richard said. 'You can't be doing this. Please stop. You're showing yourself before everybody.'
Gayle had purposefully picked out a bra belonging to Sharon. It was one of those push-up types that made her creamy tits appear as if they were going to break out of such tight confinement.
She reached behind her back and undid the hook. Again she kept the bra on for a few moments before she shrugged it from her shoulders.
'Ahhh Jesus, Gayle,' Richard pleaded. 'Don't do any more. Don't take off any more. Please stop.'
Richard realized that Alice was playing softly with his prick. Her soft, urgent fingers had closed around his cock-head and she was slowing working him into an erection. He couldn't believe it. He wasn't able to keep soft even as his wife displayed herself to other men.
And then he wondered just how far she would go. Surely she couldn't mean that she was going to give herself to the men right in front of him. Surely she couldn't mean that.
Gayle gave her husband a sweet smile as she reached down and unzipped her pants. She kicked them off and stood before them in only a pair of flimsy panties. The music became faster and she shook herself as far as she could, knowing that her heavy tits bounced obscenely.
'Gayle,' Richard pleaded. 'For my sake, stop. Please stop.'
Gayle only shook herself faster and faster. Richard watched with horror as Alan rubbed his crotch. Richard could see the bulge that was forming there. Surely Alan wouldn't have the nerve to fuck his wife with him watching.
Finally Gayle shook off her panties. She rubbed herself lewdly between her legs. Her pussy was already tingling with desire.
'Okay,' she said, 'who's going to be first?'
'I am,' Alan said.
'My God!' Richard said. 'You can't be doing this, Gayle. You can't be!'
'Shhh,' Alice whispered into his ear. 'I'm enjoying this, lover. Don't stop her now.'
Richard shook her gentle hand from his hard prick. His cock was hard and aching with lust. He needed Alice but he couldn't tear his eyes away from his wife.
Gayle still danced to the music as she moved across the room toward Alan. Alan had quickly torn off his shirt and was working on his trousers. His nervous fingers fumbled at his zipper.
'Let me help,' Gayle said.
Gayle sank down to her knees on the soft carpet. She easily tugged Alan's zipper down. She reached inside his trousers and pulled his hot cock free.
'Poor thing,' Gayle said. 'Poor little baby. It needs some attention.'
Richard was going to protest again and then his throat went dry.
He watched as his wife bent her head and sucked Alan's cock-head into her lovely mouth. That was one thing she had never done for him. He had never really asked her to for fear that she'd think it was dirty.
She didn't look as if she thought sucking Alan was dirty. She was sucking mote of him down her throat. Her fingers pressed against his thighs as she moved her head up and down on his prick.
His red, throbbing prick became wet with her saliva. Richard wanted to close his eyes. He wanted to turn his head away. He wanted to leave the room.
But he could do none of those things. He could only keep watching as his wife blew another man.
Gayle was enjoying herself. She took Alan's cock deep in her throat and her thighs were hot with excitement. She moved one hand up to fondle his balls and she could feel the heat there. Knowing Richard was watching seemed to turn Alan on more than usual.
Gayle laughed deep in her throat as she felt his hands come up to squeeze her titties. He began to squeeze them hard and his hips began to jerk. Gayle knew he wasn't going to be able to keep from coming for very long. Gayle was right.
'Ahhh dear Jesus,' Alan moaned. 'Ahhh dear fuck. I'm going to come. Ahhh God, I'm going to come!'
She received his cum as it flowed out of the end of his prick. She swallowed quickly, liking the salty, sweet taste of his semen.
'Ohhh no,' Richard said. 'Oh why, Gayle?'
Richard watched her pull her mouth away from Alan's cock. There was still a tiny drop of semen on the end and Gayle licked it away.
'It tastes good,' Gayle said with a shrug. 'I like it.'
Richard felt himself getting angry. He started to come off the bed when he felt Alice's fingers digging into his cock. It hurt like hell.
'Damn,' he said.
'Don't hurry off, baby,' Alice said. 'I want to see Mark give it to her.'
'Let me up,' he demanded.
'I don't think so,' Alice said, squeezing his cock just enough to show she had the strength to hurt him. 'Don't you move or I'll make you manless.'
Richard thought that he could have probably jerked away. He was stronger than she was. But her fingers had already hurt him once and he didn't want her to do it again.
'Okay,' he said. 'I'll stay.'
'Good,' Alice said. 'Now just watch the show.' Gayle was still smiling. Mark was slowly taking off his clothes. She looked at his strong body and licked her lips in appreciation. Mark might not have played football like Alan, but he still had a strong-looking body.
'Oh baby,' Gayle moaned as Mark stripped off his under shorts to reveal his hard cock.
'Come and get it,' Mark said.
Gayle practically ran to him. She gave him a little push and he fell backward on the bed beside Richard. Gayle straddled him and positioned her hot pussy over his cock.
'No,' Richard was saying. 'No, Gayle.'
Gayle ignored him and sat down on Mark's cock. She felt it climb deep into her, felt his prick rubbing against her cunt walls.
'Ahhh,' Gayle said. 'That's what I needed, Mark. Ahhh, it feels nice.'
Mark moved his hips slightly and Gayle began to bounce up and down on his slippery cock. Mark's hands fingered her tits and then pulled her down so that his lips could suck in one of her nipples.
'Ahhh shit, Mark,' Gayle moaned. 'Ahhh shit, that feels good.'
What made it more exciting was that she could hear Richard's shallow breathing as he lay beside them. She knew he was going through the torments of the damned, but she was enjoying every minute of it.
