I was not prepared to give up Scott's pleasures so easily.I was not prepared to give up Scott's pleasures so easily. "Okay, Scott, I'll do as you ask." With a huge grin, Sean led me into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I opened his belt and trousers and pulled them down to his shoe-tops. I knelt on the floor, between his legs, and wrapped my lips around his cock, feeling it grow and harden inside my wet mouth. Before Sean came, Scott entered the bedroom. He was naked and seemed to enjoy watching me fuck Sean with my mouth. His dick was hard and I reached for it with my hand as Sean exploded in my mouth. I'm sure you guessed that Sean didn't leave, and the next several hours had both men fucking and sucking me in turn and at the same time. It became obvious that Scott's favorite position was pounding his cock into me, doggie-style, as I sucked on Sean's cock. My body was sore and tired as I drove home from Scott's apartment. I couldn't believe that, up until about 4 weeks ago, only my husband had ever made love to me, and that day I had been used and abused by two young studs. I wondered why I didn't have regrets or more guilt. ......................... The relationship, if that is what this is, has gotten kinkier and kinkier. I continued to go to Scott's place almost every Saturday for the next couple of months. Most days Scott was alone, but Sean did show up occasionally and the 3-way was repeated each time. In late March, Scott told me to get there a little early and when I did, he handed me an outrageous outfit. It was a skirt, too short for anybody, a T-shirt top, scooped low and wide in the front, and very high heels. "Put these on, Patti. I'm having some friends over to watch basketball, and you're going to be our waitress." I definitely didn't like the sound of that, after my experience with Sean. "Scott, please don't make me do this. I don't want to entertain your friends -- just you. I'll wear this outfit for you." Scott grabbed the clothes from my hand. "No problem, Patti. You know the rule -- you do what I ask, or we don't play anymore. It's that simple. You wear this for my friends or you go home and don't ever come back. |