Walking into this hotel with Madison on my arm suddenly felt too natural, like she was my wife. Of course I really wanted to fuck her, but after what happened in the car, just us doing it in the hotel room didn't seem quite as exciting anymore. No doubt I'd been sucked up into the shame-game of this couple, where both of them got off by watching her play out her own secret fantasy of being so exposed. It was almost addictive, this feeling of her half-hiding how dirty she really wanted to get, then watching it play out. More than thinking of simply having her up in the suite Andy had reserved for us, I kept obsessing over the guys in the car next to us watching her get off.
Considering that I started to think like her husband in terms of how shaming turned her on, I should have suspected that something else had been planned as a real climax to their dynamic fantasy. We started to head toward the elevator, each of us holding one of her hands, when suddenly she completely stopped and turned away.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Look...our friends, George and Ted, standing right in the middle of the lobby!"
I peered through the small crowd and found them, waving in our direction. We all knew them. They were fathers of other daughters from the kid's birthday party. Adam knew them better than me, since he managed their money too. He casually waved them over.
"What are they doing here," whispered Madison, still not making eye contact. "Did you...invite them?"
"I did," smirked Adam.
"But you said it would just be Robert!!" she raised her voice now, in the way a really outraged wife does to her husband.
"Relax," he said, patting her back. "They're just here to watch," said Adam.
"Adam NO! I mean it. I'm not even playing your stupid game for you here. I know their wives! They're friends of mine! Of ours!! Good friends! We can't. We just can't!" At this point they were almost within earshot.
"It's okay," he replied with classic confidence, "they signed the same legal forms as Robert."
We greeted them as if we were in any social gathering around the neighborhood, with them shaking my hand and kissing Madison on her cheek. I could tell she got really nervous though, clinging to her husband as he small talked with them. I started to get a little resentful, since this was supposed to be my night. Soon, though, he casually suggested we should head up, and like a real gentleman, he added, "Let's let Robert and Maddy lead the way." I reached for her hand, which felt like a real transgression. She didn't really want to grasp mine, but I left her no choice, holding her firm and pulling her half behind me.
"I'm really looking forward to tonight," said Ted, standing right next to Maddy in the elevator as he looked he up and down..
"Me too," agreed George, a little nervously. I could tell he wasn't sure he should be going through with this.
Once we got to the room and Adam had mixed drinks for us at the mini-bar, she asked if she could see me and him in the bathroom for a minute.
"What's the issue?" asked her husband as she closed the door behind us, as if there were no reason to be upset.
"This is too far!" she whisper-yelled. "Look, this has been exciting for all of us. I want to have sex with Robert, okay, but only with Robert!"
Flattered and now a little protective, I decided to stand up for her. "If she's not happy I say we call it off with those two Adam. I mean, honestly, you didn't tell me about this, and I said no gay action whatsoever. This is feeling kind of gay. Plus, I don't even want to share her."
"Who said anything about sharing???!" exclaimed Adam. "And nobody's being gay! These guys don't want to cheat on their wives, they made that clear. They do, however, very much want to watch. And they won't say anything. They can't."
Maddy shook her head no, but didn't say anything else.
"It's not really up to me anyway, is it?" Continued Adam. "You are Robert's for the night. So it's his call."
She looked to me a little relieved, considering how I'd just came to her defense. Seeing her before me, though, and knowing these mutual friends would never talk, I started to get into the idea.
"Let's just see how it goes for a little while," I reassured her, grabbing her by the hand and walking her out into the suite.
Well familiar with her blushing by now, and finding it really sexy, I took over her husband's role in provoking it.
"Look who I have here guys. She seems ready. Doesn't she?"
"Sure she does," Ted teased. George stayed quiet, looking nervous, but excited. She just stared at the ground.
"Where should we start?" I asked rhetorically. "Oh yes, with spankings. You see, at the restaurant, she refused to eat her brussels sprouts. As a kid she used to get spanked for that, didn't you Maddy?"
I loved calling her by the shortened name now, like her husband. I also liked making her talk.
"We can't hear you Maddy. Answer me!" I commanded.
"Yes," she said quietly, looking down.
