Lukas was still off at his work site late Friday morning when Andre showed up to take me shopping at the adult shop some sixty miles from my home. He made the arrangements with my husband after they tricked me into a very scary and very exciting gangbang with Lukas's workers. I still don't know how many men had me that day as I was bound and blindfolded for the whole ordeal. When it was all over, Lukas agreed to let Andre take me shopping at the adult shop for more sexy things to wear, and anything else I wanted. Andre also promised that he'd be buying me something too.
Lukas made me promise to wear something sexy when I went shopping and insisted that he approve of the outfit the night before. So, I chose a mini skirt and crop top that tied at the front and left my abdomen bare. Then I added thigh length leggings and five-inch FMP's (Fuck Me Pumps). When I modeled my outfit for Lukas, he was practically salivating. The skirt was just barely long enough to cover my butt, and if I bent over, it failed to manage even that. The crop top held my modest tits well enough without a bra, and he insisted I leave my panties at home too.
Finally, as we discussed the plan for my shopping day, he explained that Andre would be in charge, and I was to be a good, obedient slut-wife and do what he told me. That made me very nervous. It was hard enough when Lukas treated me like his slut-wife, but to expect me to let his worker take charge of me like that...? I wasn't sure I could do it, but he said I would have to try.
I really like Andre. Even though I was kind of pressured into having sex with him the first time, I decided that he was a genuinely nice guy, if maybe a little aggressive sexually. Lukas has shared me with Andre four times since our first threesome, and Andre helped Lukas organize my surprise bondage gangbang, so I also knew Andre was more or less capable of anything.
It was late morning on Friday when I heard a car pull into the driveway. I looked, but it wasn't Andre's little compact car he always drove. This was a sleek, shiny limousine, and it immediately made me nervous. Did Lukas arrange for someone else to drive us?
As if to confirm my worries, Andre got out of the back seat in a very nice-looking outfit, complete with vest and nice shoes, and came to the door as I watched from the kitchen window. I met him at the door, and he gawked enviously at me.
"Holly shit, Gin!" he grinned. "You look amazing!"
I blushed a smile at him. "You clean up pretty nice too." I looked past him at the car. "Umm... what's going on?"
"Lukas's idea." He said, still looking me up and down. "Oh, and here." He reached into his vest pocket and handed me a little card in an envelope. Inside was a gift card and a note from Lukas.
'Bring back some exciting things and tell me everything when you get home.'
I read the note twice, and my nerves started to tingle. My loving husband was sending me off to an adult sex shop with a worker who's had threesomes with us four times and helped organize a gangbang in my own bed. And all he had to say was 'tell me everything when you get home'?
I looked up at Andre, and he grinned down at me. He was about Lukas's height at an inch or two over six feet, and I'm just a smidge over five foot three. I felt so vulnerable and small next to him. But I knew he was a gentle giant and he'd take care of me in Lukas's absence.
"Have you read this?" I asked.
He shook his head. "He just told me to take care of you. Oh, and that gift card has a two thousand dollars on it. He, um... also said that whatever you don't spend today can be used next time."
"Next time?" I gulped. "So, he's fully expecting a next time?"
He nodded. "Come on. I have some wine in the limo."
"Wine?" I balked teasingly. "Not champaign?"
"I'm saving that for the ride home." He said, and I thought it was a little jab at me.
However, when I climbed into the back, I found a bottle of wine, and next to it was a bottle of champaign. "Holly shit?" I gasped. "You weren't kidding?"
Andre smiled and shook his head again.
"Hello, miss Ginger." The driver said from the front seat, and I thought I recognized him. He was a broad, muscular guy I was sure had been or still was part of Lukas's work crew.
"You remember Pete?" Andre said.
"He remembers you?" I heard Pete say quietly, and I had a scary realization. Pete was almost certainly one of the men who gangbanged me.
"Oh, umm... Hi." I stammered. "Andre. What's going on, really?"
"Really. We're just going shopping. Lukas thought if one escort was safe, two was safer, and he thought a limo ride would be a nice treat for you." He took my hand, and I felt my heart skip a beat when he met my eyes. "Trust me." He said. "I'm going to take good care of you."
"Promise?" I replied.
He nodded firmly, and I sighed and managed a nervous little smile. "Okay."
We drove off and Andre closed the privacy window so we could have the back seat to ourselves. He poured me some wine, and we sipped and talked a little until my nerves were better. Then he reached over and gently caressed my thigh. I was starting to wonder if he would try to fool around with me on the ride, and I got my answer when he tugged the tie at the front of my crop top, freeing my breasts.
It all stated out very sweet and gentle. His hands stroked and caressed all over me, and he knew how much I loved that sort of thing. My mini skirt was just a decoration at this point and his hands had free access to all my intimate places. I was getting played with and teased to the point of breaking until he took my long red hair into his hand like a ponytail and moved my head down to his exposed cock. And I was so ready to go there.
My mouth welcomed in that lovely piece of manhood eagerly, and I was bobbing and sucking with my moans coming freely. This was quite a thrill, giving my lover head in the back of a limo while driving to a sex shop. I felt incredibly naughty and was really starting to enjoy it.
Suddenly, the privacy window started to open. I almost choked on Andre's cock and sat up. "Hey!" I gasped. "Pete! We are supposed to control that!"
"You do." Pete said, and I looked to see Andre's finger on the window button.
"What are you doing?" I hissed at Andre.
He responded by taking me by the hair again and guiding me back down to his cock. "Don't be shy." He snickered. "It's nothing Pete hasn't seen already."
I hesitated, struggled even, but there was no denying those strong, determined hands. Andre shoved my mouth down onto his cock again, and I surrendered, giving him a nice, animated blowjob with Pete catching some of the action in his rear-view mirror. All the while, he kept a hold of my hair, moving my head up and down and groaning at my oral skills.
Once I was compliant and sucking him off without his hand moving my head, he relaxed his hold on my hair, and reached down to pet my ass that was now exposed. Looking up to the rear-view, I saw Pete stealing glances as I proceeded to lick and suck Andre's cock while he pulled me closer so he could reach my pussy. God, I felt so naughty and so sexy being watched like that.
Suddenly, Andre pulled me upright, then shoved me into the corner of the seat and door. He flipped up my mini skirt, and started to finger fuck me while we were being watched. Two of his meaty fingers plunged in and out of my tight pussy, and I was making quite a lot of noise. When I finally came, I could see Pete shifting about in his seat in the front.
