...continued from Episode 3
Katie collapsed onto the bed, naked and exhausted from getting fucked so hard for so long by Max and Paul. She felt like a freight train had just run through her body. She laid on the bed unable to move: her hair disheveled, her body glistening with sweat.
The men both dried the sweat from their bodies with towels that Max provided. Max wrapped his towel around his waist and opened the bedroom door. There seated on the floor was Eric, who was clearly upset with Max.
"Dude, what the fuck?!" he yelled to Max, who quietly closed the door behind him as he walked out into the hallway to speak with Eric. "I thought we had a deal here... I let you arrange for Paul to fuck Katie, and you'd let me watch you guys with her."
"Yes... and I did let you watch. You got to watch Paul finger Katie in my living room, and even got to watch us both suck on her tits! Didn't you enjoy that?" Max replied to Eric.
"Look, I loved that part... it was hot as fuck. But that wasn't the agreement," Eric responded. "I thought I was going to watch you both fuck her. THAT is what I wanted to see. THAT is what I thought I was going to see."
"Well, don't you love the fact that we both fucked the hell out of her in there?" Max asked, smiling gleefully at Eric. "I know you have a fetish for wanting your wife to be shared with multiple men. And tonight we did fuck the HELL out of that girl."
"Oh, I definitely heard you guys, and don't get me wrong: I LOVE that you and Paul just fucked her! I really do. In fact, I can't wait to peek in there to see what she looks like after all that, but the truth is that I feel deceived and betrayed by you. Why should I agree to do this again for you guys? Next time you'll find some other slick work-around to fuck me over and keep me in the dark," Eric responded. "Maybe I'll tell Katie that I'm not into this anymore."
"Ok, look, you're absolutely right. And I know how we can make this right," Max replied to Eric, sensing that his amazing Katie might be slipping away from him with Eric's discontent.
"Yeah? How?" Eric asked.
"What if you were to be compensated in some way for the pain of being locked out of the bedroom while Katie gets fucked?" Max responded.
"What do you mean, like compensated financially?" Eric asked.
"Yeah. Whenever you bring Katie over here, I'll make sure you're paid well to stay quiet in the hallway while Katie gets fucked by me and another guy in the bedroom. How does that sound?" Max proposed to Eric.
"So I bring Katie over here, she has sex with two men, and we go home with money?" Eric asked Max, with a look of uncertainty on his face. "It sounds like we'd be prostituting her out."
"Well, it's more about us paying YOU to be happy so that we continue to have fun with Katie," Max replied. "We don't want YOU, and by extension, Katie, to be unhappy about any of this."
"I don't know... I mean part of the reason I want to do this is so that I can see my wife being fucked by other men. THAT is a big part of the fantasy... not sitting in the hallway every single time," Eric replied disappointingly.
"Well then, what if we were to pay you every time we got to fuck Katie... whether you watch or not? I'll do my best to get you in the bedroom while she's being enjoyed by other men. Sometimes it will work out that you'll be in the room, other times, not. But either way, you'll get paid. What do you think?"
"I don't know. Doesn't that sound a little bit like I'm prostituting her out to you?" Eric asked, looking coyly at Max, with a slight smirk on his face.
"Well, how would you feel about that?" Max asked with a large grin on his face.
Eric looked at Max while thinking about the proposal. His heart began to beat rapidly. It would certainly be wild to sell the experience of having sex with his wife to other men, but if she found out that they were doing this, she'd be very angry, and possibly even mad enough to leave him.
"So long as Katie wouldn't find out about it, I'd be interested," Eric said with a smile on his face as he nodded to Max.
"Good! That's awesome. She won't know a thing about it. Just keep getting her here each week, and I'll do the rest. I think you're going to enjoy it," Max said, smiling back at Eric.
"So you'd be paying to fuck Katie then?" Eric asked Max.
"Well I wouldn't be paying for it... the other guy would. But yes, they will certainly be paying for the pleasure of fucking Katie," Max responded.
"And just how much are we talking here?" Eric said with a smile on his face.
"Well, I'd cut you in 50-50. Whatever I make, I'll split in half. But I promise, for what I'll charge them to fuck her, you'll be pleased," Max replied.
"Alright then, we have a deal," Eric replied, as he smiled and shook Max's hand.
"Good. You just worry about keeping her coming over here, and I'll worry about getting her to spread her legs for whoever I tell her to. Got it?" Max said, arrogantly.
"Yeah, absolutely," Eric responded, gleefully, his heart still beating rapidly.
Max opened his bedroom door once again to see Katie getting her skirt back on, while Paul watched her dress from his seated position next to Max's bed. Katie looked especially quiet and meek from her body position and look on her face. She sat there, gathering her belongings, trying to put her hair back into some sort of working order. Her amazing breasts hung down from her chest as she leaned over to pull her skirt up to her hips.
Despite just having hosted Paul's cock inside her body for the past sixty or so minutes, Katie felt a bit embarrassed showing her nude body to him as she collected herself. She held her breasts with both hands, and got up to leave the bedroom in search of her top, which lay in the living room.
As she passed through the bedroom door, she was abruptly stopped by Max.
"What the fuck is this?!" Max asked Katie.
"What? I'm going out to the living room to get my blouse," Katie answered sheepishly, curious to know why Max was upset with her.
"No, I mean with your hands. What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Max asked Katie with a harsh tone.