I sat alone and patient in the dark dining room of my house, awaiting the moment when my grossly intoxicated husband dropped into our king sized bed. I made certain he drank a little too much with dinner and I damned well made certain he was aroused throughout the entire meal. His needs weren't satisfied though. That would come later...
I shouldn't be doing this.
Quietly, I left my chair and crept towards the bedroom. His soft, rhythmic breaths tells me that he is most certainly unconscious. I take a moment to stare at his toned body and clean shaven privates. It takes all of my self-control not to deep throat his cock.
Jesus, what am I doing?
Again, I tune out my inner doubt. Instead I find my cell phone and send a brief text to a number that I never should have taken. It wasn't one that I used often, usually only when I was in desperate need of the behemoth on the receiving end. The pleasant tingle between my legs gave me pause. Here I am, a happily married woman with an amazing and skilled husband, getting soaking wet at the thought of a strange man. Our first meeting was at the gym my husband and I frequent, after a particularly grueling workout I sought a massage. That was my first encounter with Bryan. His eyes broke down any resistance I might have considered offering up and his finger...well, those took me to incredible places. He massaged my sore muscles while teasing me with naughty quips. The next time we met, Bryan forced open the door of my house and took me violently. I loved every second of pain, every second of pleasure. I loved it so much that I listened to what he really wanted. Hot and wet, I agreed to make it happen.
My phone vibrated subtly and I snapped out of my aroused daze. Bryan was almost here and he was not alone. A finger of fear slipped past my arousal, not for myself but for my husband, Kyle. This was going to be a very long weekend for him. The back door creaked slightly, jolting me away from my thoughts. Bryan strolled through the door, followed by four equally large men.
"Oh my God, Bryan."
"Relax, my dear." He wrapped a bulging arm around my waist and pulled me into his body. "Be a good girl and you'll get all these cocks at once." He grinned viciously at me as his companions began shedding clothing.
"Just remember our deal." I hoped my voice sounded at least somewhat firm. Judging by the grins of the now naked men around me, it didn't. Surrounded by obviously horny men, I was anxious and suddenly extremely wet. I wanted to be concerned for Kyle, but I couldn't force my brain to stop imagining the vicious gang bang that I had been promised. A few of the men started sniffing my hair and running their hands along my body. The sensation was incredible and my sex drive went into overdrive. I tried to wrap a long leg around the closest male, only to be rejected and moved to the side.
Fuck! Or lack of fuck to be more correct.
