Julie Smith sighed contently as her husband, Frank, pulled their car to a stop in the driveway. Her happy emotion was a result of the family evening they had just spent with their eighteen year old daughter, Cindy. After attending one of the girl's last high school performances they had gone out to dinner, during which they talked about her performance and plans for college. It had definitely been a pleasant evening and Julie was looking forward to ending it by making love with her husband.
Exiting the car the trio strolled to the front door. Julie, a brunette who wore her hair a few inches past her shoulders, walked holding onto her husband's arm. Her small, five foot six frame was adorned by a short summer dress that barely reached her thighs and had little buttons running up the front. It's low, cup-style opening exposed her full, firm cleavage. The dress, along with her heels, announced that she liked showing off her body.
Their blond daughter followed just behind them. Built almost identically to her mother, except with a slightly smaller chest, the girl also enjoyed showing off her body, and she was not naïve about what men liked. Tonight she wore a tight skirt which showed nearly as much thigh as Julie's dress, and a plain blouse. The top's thick material hid the fact that she was braless. Also like her mother she kept her hair a little past her shoulders, preferring to wear it loose and free as well.
The three of them were jumped as they walked through the front door. In the shadows Julie sensed some bodies, some movement. She was grabbed from the side and a hand was clamped over her mouth. Next to her she heard a groan and a thud.
Filled by shock and fear she was carried backward into the living room. A light switch was flipped and the area became bathed in the soft light from a couple of lamps. Still confused and scared she scanned the room. Cindy was being hauled to the loveseat by one man and Frank was being set in the straight back chair by another. Her husband appeared groggy, his head lulling to the side. She guessed that the groan and the thud had been him being knocked out and falling to the floor. The third and final man continued to hold her. His strong arm around her waist kept her from running to her family's aid, the hand over her mouth kept her from cursing at the men.
This was not what she'd had in mind and she wanted to tell them so, wanted to explain that they had gotten their communications mixed up. That this was not supposed to be happening with Cindy present.
She knew Dan, the one holding her. Actually the two of them had been lovers on and off for the last couple years. Not that she was unhappy with her husband or did not love him, Dan simply provided the occasional extra thrill that Frank could not. During the same couple years Frank had started sharing some fantasies about watching her being gangbanged. His words had worked at her sub-conscience, making the idea more and more appealing to her, until she had asked Dan if he knew someone he could invite to join them. That was how she met Sid, the one placing Cindy on the loveseat, a few months earlier. Then one day, when she had stopped by Dan's unannounced she had also met Tom, the man tying Frank into the chair.
These experiences, the two men taking turns with her body, had fueled her own fantasies as she began thinking about being with the three of them at once. Finally she and Dan had devised the presently unfolding plan, a way of satisfying Frank's fantasy as well.
But she had expressly told them that it was to either happen when Cindy was at a friend's, or the girl was to be stashed away back in her bedroom. She was not meant to witness anything. Not that Julie had any misconceptions about her daughter being pure, she knew the girl was sexually active, she had even taken Cindy to get on the pill. Nor was she concerned for the girl's safety, she knew she could trust the men. But she did not feel it was appropriate for Cindy to watch her mother being fucked by these men, or any man for that matter.
While thinking about all this she watched as Frank was tied sitting up and Cindy was bound by the wrists and ankles. Gags were then placed over both of their mouths. When this was complete Sid and Tom turned to her and Dan.
She tried to figure out someway to either get Cindy relocated or to cancel the entire thing.
"Okay honey, we're here," Dan whispered in her ear. "No backing out now. And this is how it's going to be."
The way he said it let her know that he was well aware of the 'confusion' concerning Cindy, and that he was overriding her instructions. The arm around her waist suddenly became loose and she was turned to face him, while his hand slipped so it remained over her mouth. Looking into his eyes she saw that Cindy was still safe, the men had simply decided it would be more fun to have a second audience member.
Locking her gaze on his she defiantly glared at him, silently telling him that he had better enjoy this, as it would be the last time he was ever with her. His grin told her he had already foreseen this and accepted it.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw his accomplices standing about a foot away, their eyes tracing up and down over her body. Reflexively her natural defiance flared up in her and she further scorned Dan with her eyes.
"And now we're gonna have some fun with you," he chuckled in response. "Ain't that right guys?"
"You bet," Sid agreed.
"Oh yea," Tom said.
Now Dan's hand slid away from her face to slowly roam down toward the top of her dress and the exposed skin there. Along the way his fingers lightly trailed their way across her throat's flesh causing a small shiver to run through her body. His other arm released her waist and slid up along her side, those fingers joining the others to dance over her cleavage.
One of the other men stepped up behind her and started running his hands up and down her arms. Immediately she felt her body warming even as another shiver tingled through her, their touches sending small electrical pulses along her nerves. A second later she saw Sid step into her peripheral vision and she knew it was Tom behind her.
Sound and movement to the side drew her attention to Frank. She saw that he had regained consciousness. His eyes were still slightly dazed but they were comprehending the scene before him. She quickly imagined what he was seeing; his scantily-dressed wife standing in the center of three strange men, being touched by two of them. She wondered if this was close enough to his fantasies and hoped that it would please him. Glancing his way she tried to communicate that she would be alright with her eyes.
"Yes sir," Dan pulled her attention back to him. "I do like a woman who shows what she's got."
His fingers moved down to trace along the sides of her breasts through her dress and bra before slipping around to their front and back up across the bared tops.
