I had arrived home safely from performing my duties for James, I had deliberately avoided being naked in front of John, my husband. I still had a couple of red marks on my ass for a couple of days that I had received from Roberts slapping.
For about a day I had oozed cum from my ass and pussy, it was a reminder of the fucking I had received. I had actually laid back when John was at work and used my vibrator and thought of those beautiful cocks using every hole I had. I usually came quickly.
John had been under pressure at work and had been doing long hours, so he normally got home late and exhausted. Our sex life suffered even more so my vibrator was a godsend.
It was on Thursday that I received a call,
"Rachel, Robert here I require you for Saturday night from 9pm until late." He continued "Wear a little black dress with a plunging neckline, I want you looking hot."
"What if I can't get free, you know I'm married." I said.
"That's your problem work it out, You will be picked up at 9." He said in a sharp aggressive tone.
Fuck I thought to myself. "Yes Robert." I answered.
That night I spoke to John about the weekend.
"Actually I have to go away for the weekend for work, you can come with me but it will be boring." John said, then he continued, " I was just told today darling, sorry."
"That's disappointing, I think I'll stay home darling, maybe see what the girls are doing." I replied. My god how lucky.
I had sex with John that night, another vanilla session.
Saturday rolled around, I went shopping and found the perfect black dress. It was extremely short and was low cut at the front. I purchased black bras and panties to go with the dress.
I arrived home and tried the whole outfit on with black high heels. I was definitely a sexy milf. My long black hair looked great with my black outfit.
A couple of hours before 9, I started to have a few champagnes. I was so nervous I figured a few drinks would help.
A black SUV pulled up exactly on nine, I put on a small jacket and walked out. The driver opened the rear door, I hopped in. Robert was sitting in the back.
"You look smashing Rachel, very sexy." he said.
"Thank you." I replied, Michael wasn't there unfortunately.
We started moving.
"We will be driving for about an hour," Robert informed me.
"You might as well give me a long slow blowjob to fill in the time." He said.
I lowered my head to his lap, he wasted no time in exposing his hardening cock. I started by licking the tip of his cock, I heard him moan softly. I then licked from the base of his cock to the tip.
"Fuck me, I should marry you." he groaned
I laughed and started to slowly suck on his cock.
After about 20 minutes I started to up the speed my work on his cock he held my head then gave a couple of upward thrusts. I could feel his cum spurt into my mouth.
I happily swallowed and cleaned his cock.
I sat up, the driver was looking at me in the rear vision mirror and smiled.
I cleaned myself up a bit so I at least looked like a lady.
We arrived some time later, we were out of the suburbs and now on the fringe of the city. We turned into a quiet country road, then into a private estate. we drove up to a large double storied house. I was very impressed.
Robert was greeted at the door and we were escorted in. On entering the foyer of the house a very well dressed handsome man approached us, he was a bit older and looked very fit.
"Greetings Robert, good to see you again, you have out done yourself this time, your partner is ravishing." He said in a well educated voice.
"This is Rachel." Robert introduced me, he neglected to say his name.
"Pleased to meet you." I said.
"The pleasure is all mine, you are delicious, I am the master of ceremonies(MC) tonight so we will be seeing each other later." He said, bending down and kissing my hand.
He then turned and walked away, Robert, who was wearing a black suit took my hand and walked me into a large room. There were about 30 males in suits and 5 or 6 ladies dressed like me.
A waitress approached us with a tray with two champagnes. Funnily it was maids outfit, revealing but not as sexy as the one I wore a week earlier.
The champagne was superb, it went down easily. Washing what was left of Roberts cum out of my mouth.
I noticed Michael in the crowd, he stood out with his size and rugged looks. He gave me a welcoming smile.
I looked around the crowd, most of the crowd was late 40's and 50's. Without knowing I guessed they were very wealthy, thus powerful. They just gave that type of impression.
We mingled a bit, I was looked at but not spoken to. A couple even groped my ass, I knew to just take it in my stride. As always I sort of like the attention.
I had downed 4 champagnes, which left me buzzing and feeling sexy.
The M.C. stood in the middle of room.
"Gentlemen the moment you have all been waiting for, ladies come and take a number." He announced.
I looked at Robert, he indicated to move forward towards the M.C., there was a small table with a number of discs with numbers on them. I randomly picked number 3.
The other ladies picked a number each.
"Please show the gentleman the number you have chosen, we held up our numbers and showed the crowd. There was a lot of not so discreet moans and groans.
I returned to Robert, Michael had joined us.
"The number designates your room for the night." Michael said.
"What's in the room 3." I asked.
"We don't know they rotate the numbers so there is no cheating." Robert informed me.
We headed to a passage way looking for room 3, I had feelings of dread and excitement at the same time. We found our room and entered it.
The room was very dark, with a few down lights which were obviously dimmed down.
My eyes adjusted a bit, I could see a number of men in there already, in different stages of undress.
"Great we got my favourite room." Robert said.
I refocused my eyes more, I could now make out various structures including a large cross.
Michael spoke to me, "Take a note out of the hat there and that will determine what we start with."