The Den of Iniquity

Sam drove up to the club, thankful for the familiar facade of Red and Black.

The "club" which was going from strength to strength, the "Den of Iniquity".

It was 2am and all was silent, the area was well lit, and Sam decided to leave the car where it was rather that drive round the back to where he had installed an electric charging point. The silence afforded by his electric vehicle meant he had not disturbed anyone on this Wednesday morning.

It seemed Dennis had made no further changes to the club, they always coincided with the time Sam spent in the Middle East, it was lucrative, and Sam wanted a second string to his bow, he was always concerned when Dennis came up with his madcap ideas in case it plunged them into debt.

Sam grabbed his suitcase and let himself in, he'd managed to get an earlier flight and hadn't had a reply when he contacted Dennis of his changed schedule. He was looking forward to a decent drink and, somewhat guiltily, sex, he knew he wouldn't be much use in providing his mother with an orgasm, but she was a very understanding lady. He crept upstairs and saw his mother's bedroom was empty, "well, that's put the kibosh on sex" he told himself.

He also gave up on the idea of a drink and showered, he could last another few hours without sex, went to bed only to discover his mother was already there.

'I've only just showered and got into bed myself; how did it go this time?'

Before he replied he went over and hugged her, he had what felt like a massive erection, and knew she would soon provide relief.

'Better than expected, Bill proved to be a fantastic addition to the team, his knowledge of modern military strategies is unsurpassed, talk about impressive. He's stayed over for an extra month to run the new unit they want, drone warfare and laser technology, this is a nice surprise, I was looking forward to seeing you, er, you know.....'

He left the sentence unfinished, there was something more urgent on his mind.

'I know, and I'm fully prepared', Helen, his mother said throwing the covers to one side, she wore only stockings and a belt.

'How do you want it, stood up or on my back, or whatever.'

'Doesn't matter, I won't last a minute anyway.'

She sprang up and turned round so her back was to him, 'this is the quickest way, it'll cut thirty seconds of your time, and the bed will stay tidy.'

She backed onto his penis, the incredible pleasure of feeling it surrounded by her soft vagina, warm and moist, he grabbed her thighs and pushed in and out, he felt his orgasm approaching within seconds. He almost lifted her off the bed, he kept himself deep, spasming as far inside her as he could, he had a large amount of semen available, and it seemed to take ages to unload it into her.

Sam had forgotten to breathe and was panting by the time he had finished, 'by all the gods, that was fantastic, I love coming home, especially when it's like this.

'I think you just like coming, and after two months away I don't blame you, you deserve it.'

Normally he would have slept straight away, but something didn't feel right, laying on his back, his arm around his mother holding her close to him he realised what it was!

'Hey, where's Dennis, he's usually full of enthusiasm, telling of the changes he's made or wants to make.'

'He's gone on a fishing break with his two brothers, Donald and Danny, they've got a long weekend break, and he's gone up to the cabin they own, I don't think they'll get much fishing done.'

'When did they go?

'Saturday, Dennis is doing the driving, they're on shift in a few hours so they're all having a sleepover at the station.'

'Did you give him a farewell,.... er, how can I put this. Gift?'

His mother cleared her throat, 'you know full well I like Dennis, why shouldn't I?' She spoke in a slightly querulous tone.

He turned and kissed her, 'you're a free woman and can do what you like, I just think you're never going to find another partner, one your own age I mean.'

'Then what would you do for sex?'

She won that argument.

"Yes, what would I do for sex, she would bend over a table at the drop of a hat, raise her legs in the air in the most provocative manner, wear stockings, which he loved." He quickly fell asleep still cuddling her to him, knowing that if he awoke in the middle of the night, she would uncomplainingly provide him with sex again.

The next morning Sam awoke, slightly disoriented, it took him a moment to realise he was back home, and a wave of happiness swept over him, 'I'm about to do breakfast,' his mother told him as she looked through the door, 'are you up to it?'

Sam hadn't eaten for over sixteen hours and was ravenous, 'I'll be down after I shower and dress.'

Helen went downstairs and started breakfast.

She wore only a dressing gown, undone as the belt was loose, Sam looked at her breasts, 'have you anything arranged for this afternoon,' he asked?

She wobbled her breasts from side to side, 'I'm free between two and three.'

Sam looked puzzled, 'you haven't got another boyfriend, have you?'

'No, of course not, Dennis is back but he went to bed, so I offered to open the bar, Wendy is in today, you know Donald's wife.'

'Yes, everyone knows Dee,' (her nickname amongst the den's clientele) 'a bit of an airhead,' he replied, 'brings in the customers?'

'She certainly does,' Helen agreed.

Sam spent the rest of the afternoon, unpacking and working in the office, updating his computer files, he read a report from Bill, all was in order, he switched off the computer more than ready for a drink.

Helen met him at the bottom of the stairs, she looked around and seeing it was all clear gave him kiss, 'I'm so glad you're back,' she smiled, 'come on through, do you remember that unused room at the back, too small for a storeroom and not big enough for a crowd, well Dennis has had an idea.' She stopped when she heard Sam groan.

'He's had another crazy idea, hasn't he?'

'Well, not really, he's turning it into a reading room, with a bar, a snug place for a gentlemanly read, a library almost, is how he put it to me.'

'Let's go and have a look shall we,' and off they went.

Dennis was behind the bar talking to Will and his mother Mary, Wendy had finished her shift and was sat on a table with three other wives, their husbands worked at the fire station.

Sam said his hallos, he was about to explain about Bill, Mary said he kept in touch and had already explained his absence. Dennis couldn't wait to tell Sam about his knew idea.

'It's going to preserve some of the old traditions of the "Adult Bookstore", Dennis explained, waving a hand vaguely at empty bookcases.

Sam looked at Helen, 'bookstore?' She looked away, 'well, it's got room for books.'

Will and Mary raised their glasses trying to suppress smiles.

Just then a vehicle pulled into the rear car park.

Sam didn't notice, 'we're not a porn club, Dennis.'

'No Sam, we're not, we're a private club and this is not open to the public, it's for hire to selected clients only.'

Sam held his head and groaned, Wendy and her friends were chatting away unaware of the low-level argument taking place.

Sam was distracted by a noise coming from the back of the room, 'what's going on, Dennis do you know?'

'That's the builders.'

'But it looks finished, and who are they anyway?'

'It's the lads from the station, they're doing the last minute "snagging".

'They're firemen?' Sam was incredulous.

'They've only put up internal walls and an outside door, and their work passes all the necessary fire regulations.' Dennis was floundering. 'Look Sam, it'll work, and it'll be in good taste.'

At this Mary and Will who'd been following the discussion were trying not to laugh.

In the silence that followed Dennis served everyone a drink on the house.

All of a sudden, there was a loud whirring sound, everyone looked to the back of the room and saw a drill-bit emerge from the back, internal wall, then a circular saw attached to the same drill made a large hole in the wall.

'Damn,' Sam said in a whisper, 'it's a god-damn gloryhole.' And if to prove him right, someone pushed their penis through, this caused whoops of merriment amongst the wives.

'Anyone recognise it,' one of them yelled to further loud shrieks.

Wendy stood up and turned to the other wives said in a stage whisper, 'I sure do, that's my husband's, I'm going to give him the shock of his life,' and without more ado got hold of it at the base and placed her lips around the head.

Their little group at the bar were stunned into silence, the opposite to the ladies, the cries of 'go to it girl; gloryhole queen,' and other raucous comments encouraged Dee to go even further.

Sam finally spoke, 'how long have they been here, drinking?'

'All morning since we opened,' she said resignedly.

A movement caught their eye when suddenly Dee, released the penis in her mouth, turned around, raised her skirt and lowered her panties, all in one quick movement, backed herself up to the gloryhole. She reached between her legs, grabbing the penis and inserted it inside her pussy.

More raucous shouts from the ladies, the wall was getting a hammering causing Sam some concern.

All eyes on Dee, no-one noticed the new arrival, Donald had come in the front as the rear car park was full, his first reaction was pleasure at seeing Sam was back then horror when he took in what was happening at the far end of the little room.

'WHAT THE HELL.' The loud cry grabbing everyone's attention.

Dee raised her head and saw her husband, looking over her shoulder, almost expecting to see him behind her, after a second or so she stood up, the penis falling out of her vagina.

Too late, it was shooting sperm, the first two spurts inside her and the rest into thin air.

'I,... I,... I thought it was you,' indicating the penis, pressed up against the gloryhole, diminishing spasms of sperm petered out.

'Daniel, is that you?' Striding towards the wall, Donald took hold of Dee, her panties around her knees, gently swung her around, sat on a chair, she went straight over his knee and received a spanking.

'Donald,' someone yelled, 'she took one look at the penis sticking through the gloryhole and was convinced it was you, she thought she was pleasing you.'

Donald's hand was paused, 'is that true,' he barked.

'Yes, it curved up just like yours and the same size, I'm sorry, honest, I'll be more careful next time.'

This was the wrong thing to say when bent over an angry husband's knee, 'more careful, more careful,' he barked, It was almost a question, Donald's anger had not fully diminished, 'how about I promise not to do it again?'

'That's what I meant,' she pleaded.

His anger dissipated into embarrassment, he stood her up, 'get dressed,' he said.

Suitably chastised Dee pulled her panties just in time to catch a discharge of semen, leaking from her pussy.

'Donald,' a plaintive voice called, 'is it safe to come out from behind the wall?'

'Of course it is, but I'll tell you something you're going to have your dick tattooed with your name on, just so my wife doesn't make the same mistake, is that clear.'

Daniel suitably humbled, 'sure, anything you say,' he had no intention of getting his dick tattooed but went along for now. Anyway, if he did that people would want to know why, but it had to remain a secret and that might save him from a lot of pain.

The gloryhole party gathered their coats and slowly dispersed, Donald and Dee went out the front, Donald looking sternly ahead, Dee with a weak smile and a wave.

'We okay, Donald?' Dennis asked his brother, everyone cringed, "just let this go" they silently screamed.

Donald turned, hands on hips, breathing heavily through his nose, 'if I ever find you have allowed Dee, even to step so much as one foot inside that room I will personally push your head through that F*****G, gloryhole, understood?

Dennis said nothing but nodded vigorously in agreement.

They heard the front door slam and everyone visibly relaxed, 'that's a shame that Donald took it so bad, I was thinking of calling it "Dee's Room" seeing as how she was the first to use it.'

'Why don't you name it after the Pink Floyd song, "Just Another Prick in the Wall"? Will asked, this caused laughter, 'I'll never hear that song again without thinking of Dee,' Mary said, 'whatever possessed her to do that in the first place?'

'I remember her from high school,' Will told them, 'not that she was in my class, she was the original dumb blond. We used to say that she thought "Mutual Orgasm" was an insurance company, this brought further ribald comments, but eventually they went home or in the case of Sam, Helen and Dennis, they retired to their rooms.

Back home, Will and Mary showered, they'd booked a table at a local restaurant, 'have you booked a taxi?' Mary asked.

'No, but I will do the moment we're ready.'

'Dee was amazing don't you think?'

Mary merely shrugged her shoulders; she thought Dee was a loose cannon but said nothing.

'Seeing as you're here, you might as well be useful, pass me a pair of stockings, there's a belt with them in the same drawer.'

Will eagerly did as she asked, he leant against the wall, arms crossed and totally naked.

'Aren't you getting dressed?' Mary asked.

'No, I'd rather watch you if that's okay.' Mary smiled, 'whatever turns you on.'

He was engrossed, total silence as she fastened the belt around her waist, she sat down and pulled a stocking over her foot and up her leg, it was slightly elasticated so stayed in position, she repeated the feat with the second stocking then proceeded to attach them to the suspender straps.

'Why do you fasten the side ones first?'

'I pull them round to the front slightly, save me twisting round.'

She finished and looked over, he had an erection, 'shouldn't you save that for tonight?'

'I'd like to use this now, shame to waste it, and I'll have another by tonight. What happened earlier was a hell of a turn-on.'

Mary sighed, 'okay but make it quick, and so saying she turned around and bent over the bed, 'don't ladder my stockings, okay.'

Will hadn't expected it to be so easy

He grabbed her around the hips and pushed his penis into her pussy, 'don't take too long,' she advised him.

'I couldn't if I wanted to,' he replied already struggling to breathe, then with a final heave pushed himself in as far as was possible and with a few in and outs unloaded his semen inside her.

He leant forward over her back, panting, pushing a few more times, half a billion sperm were now swimming vainly, searching for an ovum to fertilise deep inside her.

Mary could never figure out how men were so reluctant to withdraw, Will eventually withdrew.

Elsewhere that evening, Sam had his mother, who then visited Dennis, Sam had not yet got round to his mother having two men at once, as long as he went first, he was happy.

Even Donald forgave Dee and Daniel, he made love to Dee twice that night, wondering where his new-found lust had derived from.

Mary and Will dressed and took a taxi to the restaurant where they had a pleasant meal together, afterwards they sat on a couch with a low table between them, Mary had grown in confidence and decided to provide Will with glimpses of her thighs, white in the low-lit gloom of the secluded booth. She opened and closed her legs on several occasions.

Will called the taxi and they sat in the back seat, Will put his hand on her thighs, Mary slid forward causing the dress to stay where it was, exposing her dark stocking tops, the dark welt and white thighs. She pulled his hand under her skirt up to her panties, shining white. The driver totally unaware.

Mary gave a low moan, 'oops, fallen asleep, your driving is very smooth,' Will said, hoping to divert the driver's thoughts that it could be something other than sleep and a moment later, 'her we are, home at last,' Will paid the driver and helped his mother out of the car, making sure her skirt was not around her thighs.

'I want an orgasm, you know,' Mary spoke the moment they were in the house, 'almost had one, if we'd have lived another one hundred yards up the road I would have succeeded.'

They kissed passionately on their way to the bedroom, clothes strewn across the floor.

She lay back on the bed, Will placed his penis inside and made sure it was in contact with her clitoris, it took only a few thrusts to bring her to climax. He pushed in and out slowly, gently and she continued to moan, 'I need to sleep.'

Will breathed heavily, 'I'll be one minute, starting now,' he had the pleasure of just suiting himself, deciding when to come, he placed her legs over his shoulders and released his latest load of semen, the second that day. They slumped on the bed, exhausted and slept the sleep of the (not very) innocent.