At the sight of Beth her face lit up in a smile of both friendship and anticipation; Beth's visits, though rare, were never boring.
'We thought you'd died; maybe a shelf of books fell on you or something.'
'Nothing like that. Anyway looks like nothing's changed around here.'
'Nope. Same old hellhole,' Gus answered from the kitchen, opening another beer.
For the next fifteen minutes they caught up on old times. It was obvious to Beth that they still thought of her as something of an enigma. How, they asked, could somebody like her give up all the good things in life to work in a library?
Beth tried to explain that working in a library had its advantages, but their minds were closed to the idea.
One thing their minds were not closed to, however, was the idea of sex of one sort or another with their guest. Beth could feel both of them eyeing her body hungrily as they tried to look through the material of the tightly clinging blouse she was wearing. Just feeling their eyes on her like that was enough to remind her of the frustration she had been feeling on the way over in the car.
But one thing was certain…
If she did do something with them, it would definitely end up being something other than garden-variety fucking. Gus and Myra were kinky that way, and Beth knew that she could count on tern for something different from what she was used to. But then that had been exactly the reason she had come over her in the first place. In some vague kind of way that she couldn't fully understand, the experience earlier in the evening with Lisa had left her in need of something like this.
All right, then. Might as well make the first move.
'Do you still have the playpen?' she asked.
Gus broke into a rugged, craggy smile. 'New and improved; come on, I'll take you down and show it to you.' He stood up, his tall, lean body towering over her.
'Not yet. I think I need another drink.'
Gus nodded, and went off to fix her one.
Satisfied that her move had been made, Beth sat back to wonder about what kind of 'improvements' Gus could have made. The 'playpen' was a room that Gus had built in the basement several years ago. But what had he done to it?
Beth finished her second drink quickly because by now she was really curious about seeing the improvements in the playpen. Somehow she had a feeling it would be interesting.
And she wasn't disappointed.
Gus led the way down the steps, with Beth in the middle and Myra following. Beth noticed that carpeting had been added to the stairway leading down, but then her attention was taken over completely by what she saw at the bottom.
No longer was the playpen just a singe small cubicle, now it took up the entire basement.
And the style had definitely changed.
Whereas before the feeling in the room had been one of plushness, now it had changed to a sense of dark- velvety power. The walls were black, and covered with what appeared, to be velvet. There were still minors, but not as many as before, and now there were a lot of pieces of equipment that Beth could only guess at the purpose for.
'How do you like it?' came Myra's low, soft voice from behind her.
'Well, it's different,' Beth replied truthfully. Then she turned around to look at Myra. The other woman was taller than Beth by several inches, and the long black robe she was wearing, accentuated the sense of power that Beth suddenly felt coming from her. Even through the robe Beth could see the fullness of Myra's figure, with her large, jutting breasts and full, rounded hips.
Suddenly Beth wanted to touch her.
It wasn't often that she got turned on by women, but there was something about Myra.
She was a compelling woman in many strange ways. Beth was about to say something else when she was shocked out of her fascination by the sudden, viselike clamp of two strong arms on her shoulders.
'What?' she began, but stopped as soon as she saw Gus' face leering down at her from above. How long had he been drinking before I got here? Beth suddenly wondered as he began to pull her across the room. Then she looked back at Myra.
She was smiling.
'Relax, Beth. This is just for fun. Remember, we're in the playpen.'
Beth didn't say anything, but her mind was beginning to fill with thoughts. She wasn't really scared; she knew Gus and Myra too well for that.
But she was concerned.
It didn't look like they were going to give her much choice in what was to happen; apparently the show was going to be run entirely by them.
All right, then. I guess I deserve it, Beth thought. There was a low, large mattress in one corner of the room. It was raised just a few inches off the floor, and was covered with a tight-fitting velvet spread that was as black as Myra's hair.
Gus pushed Beth roughly down onto it.
Then, before she fully realized what was happening, both Gus and Myra stripped all her clothes off of her. Beth struggled slightly, but not for long. They were too intent on what they were doing and besides, Beth wasn't certain she really wanted to struggle anyway.
The wall behind the head of the mattress seemed to be padded, but before Beth had a chance to reflect on this fact Gus grabbed both her arms and pulled them over her head. A moment later they were securely fastened to two velvet-coated leather loops that were attached to the wall at the head of the bed.
Things were happening too quickly for Beth to really have a chance to react, with the result that she found herself completely naked and bound to the mattress before she knew it.
And things were only beginning to happen.
'Now you just relax, honey,' Myra said softly.
Then she took off her robe.
The sight of her naked body caused Beth to forget everything except what she was looking at. It was incredible. Myra's tits were big and firm, jutting forward like twin mountains capped with large, full rosebuds. Her waist was slim and flat, and her hips and legs were smooth and firm.
But the best thing was her cunt.
She had the thickest, bushiest black triangle that Beth had ever seen. It just begged to be licked and sucked. Beth strained against the bonds, her naked body heaving on the bed. She didn't know exactly what she was straining for, other than some vague feeling of frustration, but the sight of her muscles growing taut as she fought against the bonds obviously turned on both Gus and Myra.
Now it was. Gus' turn to undress, and he accomplished it in short order. His cock was not yet hard, but even so Beth could see that it would grow to a magnificent length in no time at all when Gus was ready for it to do so.
'Now, first of all.' Myra began, 'you get to watch. Gus has to get warmed up a little; you know, coming just once doesn't quite make it for him.'
Gus smiled at that. He was tall and lean, with tight, dark hairs covering most of his body. Beth was of no mind to argue with what Myra was saying.
The two of them walked around to opposite sides of the mattress on which Beth was lying. Then, getting on their knees, they moved forward until they were directly across from each other, facing each other with their knees touching Beth's naked body between them.
From where she lay Beth had an excellent view of both of them, and what she saw was enough to make her hot honey start to flow from her hungry cunt.
Myra leaned forward, her big tits dangling provocatively from her body, and reached out with her hands. Her cool fingers first touched Gus' balls, and almost immediately his cock stiffened. It began to grow hard, swinging out from his body until it was rigid.
'Suck it.'
