It had been 3 weeks after James and the others had used me at home. I kept thinking about James sliding his cock into me and how nice it was being used in the shower. It was a huge mental dilemma for me, one minute I would be thinking how hot it was and then I would start to feeling guilty about my husband and that I should be hating what happened to me.
I had enjoyed sex with my husband a few times over those weeks, it was our standard sex play. Although I thought of James a couple of times which made it a bit more exciting. I had not heard from the gang at all and started thinking it might have been a bluff, I secretly hoped my phone might ring.
On the following Wednesday I was playing my regular social tennis at the local club with a few girl friends. I was wearing a blue sports top and matching short skirt. I always loved this outfit as it showed off my legs and figure. My girl friends all joked about me being the super model of the group.
I had just finished tennis and sat down with the girls for a few well earned drinks.
It was then I received a text
"You are required tonight at 8, there is a parcel with clothes in it waiting at home for you to wear. James. ps. you look hot on the court." it read.
I was flustered, my pussy twitched a couple of times, I looked around but couldn't see anyone.
"You alright." one of the girls asked.
"Yes no problem at all." I replied.
I gathered my thoughts, what to do. If I don't do what they ask my present life is finished.
"Okay, where do I meet you." I texted back.
"we will forward the address to you, don't be late." the reply came.
I quickly drank my gin and tonic, and bought another round of drinks for the girls.
We chatted a lot but my mind was on what to expect tonight, my pussy was so wet
thinking about it.
I excused myself after 3 drinks as I had to drive. On getting home there was a parcel at the front step, My husband was at work so I grabbed it and went straight into the house then the bedroom.
I opened up the parcel, there was a note in it,
"You will be a hostess tonight, wear high heels to suit the outfit." it read.
That seemed almost boring until I looked at it
It was a black and white colored french maid outfit. I tried it on.
It was a one piece, which was extremely short, the skirt barely covered my tight ass. It had a plunging front, which was very revealing, with just a normal bra on my beautiful DD breasts were hardly contained. My nipples were just covered.
I paraded in front of my full length mirror, looking good I thought to myself. I selected a pair of black high heals, damn I looked sexy.
I changed back to my normal clothes and hid the costume just in case. I then rang up hubby, I explained I was going out with the girls and would be late home. He wasn't going to get home until 7pm so I said I would have already left. I worked out I would be able to be dressed before I left and could just take a change of clothes with me.
I went for a nice shower, cleaning my self up a bit. I felt like a teenager going out on a date, I was excited but still had that lingering feeling of guilt. Part of the excitement was not knowing what to expect and what was expected of me.
I put on black lacey underwear and a matching black pushup bra.
I put on the maids costume and my black high heal shoes, I felt my breasts were being held back by a thread of material. Bloody hot I thought to myself.
I put on a coat that covered the costume, I then went and consumed a couple of drinks, I needed to calm my nerves.
I received another text detailing the address, I knew the suburb, it was lower class area about 30 minutes away.
I was shaking in fear and excitement as I drove there. I parked my car in front of the house, it was a old timber house that definitely needed some attention.
I walked up to the front and knocked on the door, it was soon opened by one of the gang. I thought it was the one that took my virgin ass.
"Come in, you have work to do." He said.
There was music playing quite loudly and a few men walking about that I didn't recognize. Then I saw James walking towards me, yummy, he looked hot with a tight shirt on with his well fitted jeans.
"Hello Rachel, I'm glad you complied, I would have hated to let your family know
how much you enjoyed the boys" James said.
"Well I really didn't have a choice did I." I replied
"Well Rachel tonight we are having a bit of a poker slash party night, you will be catering to my guests needs especially my special guests." He said smiling at me.
"Now pass me your coat and let me see how you scrubbed up." he directed.
I took off my coat, I wasn't concerned, I knew I looked real good.
I passed him my coat.
"Damn girl you are fucking hot, just right for tonight." he said smiling at me. He moved forward and gave me a kiss on my shoulder. My pussy twitched.
James escorted me into a smallish room with a large poker table like you would see in a casino. There was an older guy performing the croupier's role. There was 5 men playing, 3 were casually dressed and 2 who were dressed in suits, they stood out in this crowd.
"Rachel this is Michael and Robert, they are my special guests, you will look after all my guests but especially these two gentlemen." James informed me.
"Boys this is the special lady I was telling you about, she is your hostess for the night." he said.
The shorter of the two spoke, "Thanks James, she is lovely."
He leant forward and kissed my cheek, " I'm Robert, you are delightful."
"And I am Michael." The taller of the two said, he was a impressive Latin looking man. He was at least 6'4" with a obviously solid well toned body.
Robert continued, " Rachel could we have a couple of beers please."
"Certainly." I replied.
James showed me the bar.
"Rachel these two are very important for our business." James whispered to me. grabbing my ass at the same time.
"Yes sir." I answered. No different from having to serve my husband when he is being an arrogant asshole watching the football.
I took the beers back to Michael and Robert. I stood between them at the table and passed them the bottles. I went to move back when I felt an arm go around my waist, the arm stopped me moving. I gathered they wanted to stay next to them.
They spoke between themselves and seemed to ignore me
I then felt a hand slip up under my short dress, and start to play with my ass. It was Robert groping my ass, he didn't miss a beat in his conversation with Michael. His hand then moved up and slid between down between my underwear and my ass.
He started to squeeze my ass cheek. I liked the feel of his smooth hand on my flesh.
Robert leant over to me, " I think you should give Michael a rub for good luck, he needs it." Robert whispered to me.
I remembered what James had said.
I reached down and started rubbing Michaels groin.
"Good girl" Michael said, looking at me and smiling. He made me melt a bit, he was so good looking.
I kept rubbing his groin and could feel his cock starting to swell. I paid it more attention griping his cock and squeezing it. I heard him moan.
I could feel that he had a sizable cock, my mind drifted a bit and started imagining it sliding into my pussy.
Robert, whispered me some orders. I stopped and went to the bathroom. I removed my panties and my bra. I returned and took my place between my men.
Robert spoke, "Now pull those lovely breasts out."
I looked at him for a second then did what I was told. I pulled my left then right breast out so they were both fully exposed. My nipples were quite hard.
"Now that is a fashion statement, they look great." Michael said with a smile that made me weak at the knees.
I gladly resumed feeling Michaels lovely cock. I felt Robert moved his hand to the front of my skirt.
His hand gently touched my pussy, his finger move between the lips of my vagina. His finger slid in easily as I was already getting wet from feeling Michaels cock. The other guys were watching and still trying to play poker, but the game had definitely slowed down. Thy were enjoying watching my breasts that were on display for every one to see.
Robert was alternating between working his finger inside my pussy and working my clitoris. Michael reached around and groped my breast. I loved the attention.
Well I think Michael and I have better things to do then lose our money." Robert said
He stood up, removing his finger from my wet pussy. I reluctantly let go of Michael's hardening cock as he too stood up.
Robert grabbed my hand and walked to a doorway.
"Is our room clear James." Robert yelled at James
"Yep, is Rachel being a good girl." James asked
"So far she has, but we will sample the goods properly now." Robert replied.