For the past three weeks, since the encounter at the club, and later at the hotel, Sandy and Tom had led a fairly normal life. They didn't discuss the events of that evening, preferring to concentrate on outside activities such as church services and choir practice. Time at work was tense, not knowing when they would run into Mr. Stern. Whenever they met, he was always courteous but remote. Their sex life was nonexistent. A week after the events they tried, which resulted in both of them breaking down and crying in each others arms. They tried on one other occasion, after a choir practice, but it satisfied neither of them. In the back of their minds they knew it was just a matter of time before Mr. Stern called.
Thursday afternoon about an hour before quitting time Sandy got a call from Mr. Stern telling her to come to his office immediately. Nervously she walked up to his secretary, Marsha Keller, who told her to go on in. Mr. Stern was sitting at his desk doing paper work as she walked in, and he motioned for her to close the door. For what seemed like an eternity she stood at his desk trembling. Finally he looked up and said "take your clothes off." She stood there in a panic as he watched her, then in a commanding voice..."now." She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and after another glare from him she removed it. "Now the bra" he commanded! The process of glares and commands continued until she stood before him totally nude, with tears running down her cheeks.
Mr. Stern motioned for her to come around the desk as he stood up. As she approached he reached out and cupped her breast. She stopped in her tracks, trembling. He stepped forward cupping the other breast "Spread your legs" he commanded. With one hand still on her breast he reached down and ran a finger over her slit. He slowly worked one, and then two fingers into her tight hole. "Unbuckle my belt." Tears started flowing as she slowly reached for the buckle. She didn't wait for further commands as she slowly unzipped his pants. He stepped out of the pants, as they dropped to the floor. "Take it out!" She slowly reached for the waistband of his underwear and pushed it down. "Put your hand on it," as he slowly moved Sandy back to the edge of the desk. As her butt hit the desk he pushed her up onto it, moving between her legs.
"Sandy, you and your husband stole $10,000.00 from me. Both of you agreed to pay it back with services performed. This is one of those services." He reached down and moved his cock into position. Her arms were behind her with her hands on the desk to keep from falling backwards. "Put your legs around my waist," he commanded. As she complied he slowly worked his cock into her until he was buried.
Sandy was expecting him to continue, but as he stood there completely inside her, with her legs around his waist, he reached over and picked up the phone. After dialing she heard him say "Tom! Mark Stern here! You and Sandy have an assignment tomorrow night. There will be four men, all from the same company. They're in town for a convention which wraps up tomorrow. Being one of our better customers, they called me to see if I could line up some entertainment for their last day here. Sandy will be that entertainment!"
"Here's the scoop. You take Sandy to their hotel tomorrow night at 8:00. I don't know exactly what they have in mind, but whatever it is; Sandy will accommodate them with no exceptions, and with no interference from you. Take Sandy shopping and buy something extremely sexy. Don't worry about telling Sandy about the assignment, she already knows. One more thing, tell her to completely shave her pussy tonight."
Mr. Stern didn't wait for a response. He abruptly hung up the phone. After instructing Sandy to lie back on the desk he placed her feet on the edge, next to her ass. He was now standing at the desk with her laying on it, with her legs spread. He could see every movement as her labia disappeared when he moved into her, and grasp his cock as he withdrew.
On the ride home both Sandy and Tom sat in silence. She mentioned that Mr. Stern had called her to the office, but didn't mention the details of their meeting. Just before going to bed, she cried as she shaved her pubic hair.
Friday was a wasted day at work for both. Their thoughts were on the unknown events coming up Saturday night. On Saturday Tom took Sandy shopping, as instructed, and purchased a full length dress, cut very low on top and slit on each side almost to her hip. They also bought matching bra and panties.
They arrived at room 1232 at 8:00PM. They both just stood there, neither wanting to know what the other side of that door had in store for them. Finally Sandy knocked gently on the door. After a moment the door opened and a man with a big smile and a drink in his hand looked Sandy over. "Welcome gorgeous, old Mark certainly didn't let us down. Come in!" As she entered three more men stood up from a table, all with big smiles. The first man did the introductions. "My name is Frank, the big guy there is Stan, this is Josh, and last but not least is Mike." As the door closed on Tom, he slowly turned toward the elevator to wait in the lobby for Sandy to call.
Sandy tried to smile as she surveyed the group. Frank was about 5'10" average build, and appeared to be in his mid thirties, as did the other three. Stan was quite a bit taller, and quite muscular. Josh was a light colored black man of average height and build. Mike was the largest, about 6'2" and 260 pounds. Josh took Sandy's arm and escorted her into the room.
Josh escorted Sandy to the table that all four men had been seated at, as they resumed their seats. "Sandy, although we didn't know anyone as pretty as you were coming, we've been talking about the evening. The plan is to continue our card game, with you as the stakes. Is that OK with you?" Sandy had no choice but to smile, which to them meant acceptance.
"Here Sandy." as Josh gave her a deck of cards. "You can move around the table dealing cards. Each player ends up with five cards, all face up. Best hand wins." Sandy picked up the deck and turned a card up for Josh and laid it on the table. "Hold it," Mike interrupted, "what stakes are we playing for?" Stan had a quick answer. "The winner gets to peal her dress down to the waist and gets first taste of those gorgeous tits." They all laughed and agreed that was a good first bet. Sandy moved around Josh to her left, this time between Josh and Mike. As she dealt Mike a card she could feel both Josh and Mike run their hands up the inside of her legs. She wanted to move on, but was held in place briefly, as they explored her thighs up to but not touching her crotch. They didn't go any further, knowing that her pussy was not the bet.....yet.
Sandy eventually moved on to her left, dealing a card to Stan as she stood between him and Mike. Mike now ran his left hand up her thigh. Stan moved his hand over her butt. Moving on she stood between Stan and Josh, as two hands again moved into the side slits on her skirt and played with her legs. This continued for four rounds until all players had four cards. On her last trip around the table for the fifth card she wasn't slowed much as they concentrated on each others hands. Stan was leading with a pair of jacks. Each of the other men showed disappointment as Sandy dealt them loosing hands. Finally, as Frank received the last card, and also couldn't beat the jacks, Stan jumped up, pumped his fist, and let out a big "yeeeeow!"
"Come around her sweetheart," yelled Stan, as Sandy slowly made her way to him. He slowly, as if he was going to break something, moved her shoulder straps down her arms, and reached around unzipping her dress to the waist. He then very slowly and gently pulled the top of her dress down, revealing the new bra. All eyes were on Sandy's tits as he reached around her and unclasped the bra. Sandy's arms were at her sides as she just stood there. She felt herself trembling, but hoped that it wasn't noticeable to the men. Stan held the bra in place and looked over the table. "Ready guys." He received unanimous approval, and pulled the bra away. There was applause from the other three, as Stan ran his hands over her tits. As he bent down to suck on one nipple, and then the other, the three losers decided to cut for high card, to see in what order they got a turn at her tits. Mike got high card and moved to Stan, jokingly pushing him aside, and then started his own exploration of Sandy's breasts. This was repeated two more times, as each man took his turn. Sandy felt like a piece of meat, as each pawed at her.
Finally Mike yelled "OK, let's get back to business," and all four sat back down. "Next winner gets to undress her." Sandy was given the freshly shuffled deck and started laying the cards in front of the players. This time her tits got as much action as her thighs as she moved around the table. Frank, with an ace, had high hand, and laughingly offered to sell it for $500.00. They all laughed as he got up and approached Sandy. As she stood there with her hands to her sides and her top down to her waist, he reached behind her and unzipped the dress. With a slight tug it dropped to the floor, leaving her standing in front of four strangers in only her panties. Frank walked around her, admiring his handiwork as the other three urged him to take the panties off. He put his thumbs in the waistband and teasingly pulled them down slowly to just above her slit. Stan picked up a packaged deck of cards and jokingly threw it in the general direction of Frank, as he commanded "take it off." Their joking stopped abruptly and each felt a twinge in their groin as Frank lowered the panties, exposing the shaved pussy.
"God, let's get on with this," said Mike. "I'll have a heart attack just standing here looking, without touching her."
