TITLE    : The Convention Ch. 05-06
STORYID  : the-convention-ch-05-06
SUMMARY  : Chapters 5 &6 of a 14 chapter, wife-watching novella.
AUTHOR   : feverman@lit
DATE     : 2013-02-24
CATEGORY : loving-wives
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |multipartner sex|oral|anal|double penetration|public sex|sex club|wife-watching|exhibitionism|voyeurism|


<em>Note: The Convention is a 14 chapter, hard-core, wife-watching novella, and this isn't where it starts. The overall storyline involves various kinds of multi-partner sex, wife-watching, corruption, betrayal, attempted blackmail, revenge and probably some other equally offensive activities (to some). Personally, I kinda like reading about that stuff, but in any case, you've been warned. I hope you enjoy this two chapter segment. Cheers, Chad. </em>



Chapter 5



The President's diner Wednesday evening was boring, although the food was again surprisingly good. Cam, like most of the other top salespeople, wondered how Don Anderson got to be President of the company. His speech was lifeless, full of clichés, and lacked any real sense of inspiration. The only good thing about his presentation was his announcement that the company was doing better than ever, and therefore, the bonuses for the sales team would be at record levels. Cam, Kate, and the rest of the group at their table were dying for the man to stop talking and the dance music to begin. They whispered such to one another as Don rattled on and on. Finally at seven forty-five, but not nearly soon enough, he did stop and the band started playing.



"I would prefer you ask Diane to dance first and clear up your unfinished business with her. It seems you stood her up last night and she wants an explanation. If you tell her the truth about us, I will kill you," Kate told Lance when he asked her to dance with the first tune the band played.



She enjoyed seeing the shocked look on his face and she grinned on the inside at the mischief of embarrassing him. She maintained eye contact with Lance and added, "Oh, thank you for the flowers and note. That was really sweet of you."



Lance wore the distraught look of a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar as he returned to his seat. Fortunately, he was not sitting next to Diane at the time. Kim Madison commented to Lance on Don Anderson's lack of personality and he nodded and agreed with her absentmindedly as he collected his thoughts. He considered telling Diane the truth that he had met someone and was no longer available to play with her, but he knew that would really piss her off. He didn't want to deal with her disappointment or ruin a relationship that might develop to his benefit in the future. He considered telling Diane he just fell asleep and he was unbelievably sorry, but that would not let him out of being with her later in the evening. He decided on the phony STD excuse, herpes and a burning in his cock that hadn't quite cleared up yet. 



"... I just couldn't do it to you. I like you way to much... I thought the antibiotics had the second thing over with... we could use condoms, but it still kind of hurts..." he explained to Diane as they danced. In spite of being a heartless womanizer, Lance felt a bit guilty doing so. She truly was a hot number and he was sure Diane would have been a great lay, but she was not in Kate's league, at least not in his estimation. Kate had the heart of a tiger, a feisty spirit that he loved. He was committed to the chase with her. All Lance could think about was Kate, having more of Kate and owning Kate's heart and soul.



"Why not just tell me that last night. You didn't have to stand me up, did you?" she fussed.



"I was trying to get up the nerve to come tell you when I fell asleep. I am so sorry, Diane. You are so beautiful and special. You deserve better that that, way better. I promise to make it up to you when I can, maybe at the next convention or I might fly down to Birmingham to meet you sometime," Lance told her. Stringing people out with future promises was almost second nature to him.



When Lance returned from the dance floor with Diane and seated her, Kate simply flashed her cell phone at him. She said to Cam, "Let's get out of here and get a drink in one of the bars, love."



They said goodnight to the group and left. Lance made a show of protesting their early departure saying he had hoped to dance with Kate some more. Diane gave Kate a knowing smile, stood up, hugged her and whispered, "Hope things go as well as last night, Hon. I got some bad news to share with you about Lance, really bad."



"Can't wait to hear about that," Kate told her. "We'll talk tomorrow."



"Same place ASAP. Can hardly wait," the text message came from Lance before Cam and Kate had finished their drinks.



Kate wore a loose-fitting pleated emerald green dress that flittered about and danced sassily just above her knees as she walked. It was made of a thin chiffon-like material and under it she wore a thin green garter and sexy, striped, green hose; nothing else. Her well-matched high-heels pushed her five-foot-nine-inch, slender frame a few inches higher and added considerable sway and bounce to the flimsy, tempting, little dress. The V-cut in the front tauntingly showed the inside quarter of her perky, plump breasts and the thinness of the fabric clearly displayed her dark, excited nipples for all to enjoy. 



"Holy fuck! Where did you get that dress?" Cam asked when Kate came out of the bathroom dressed to go meet Lance.



"At one of the boutiques in the hotel after lunch today," she told him.



"Lance won't be able to keep his hands off you wearing that sexy outfit. You know that don't you?" he told her with a lusty grin on his face.



"Isn't that the whole idea?" she asked with a coy smile.



"I guess so. Damn, you look good... actually, you look great!" Cam complimented her.



"Damn, look at you. You are the hottest thing my eyes have ever focused on," Lance almost echoed Cam's earlier excitement when Kate waltzed through the front door of the small club just before eight thirty p.m.



"Thank you. I thought you and Cam might both enjoy this dress when I saw it in the shop today," she confidently replied. Kate gave her lover a warm smile and a quick kiss on his lips.



The same leggy waitress from the previous night took their drink order and commented on Kate's dress. "Where did you get that hot number?" she asked, and commented, "God girl, that thing is pure, freaking sexy!"



"At one of the boutiques at the hotel where we're staying," Kate told her.



"Oh crap, those hotel shops are way out of my league," the waitress told her before she left to get their drinks.



"How was your day?" Lance asked Kate and added, "I know Cam's was boring, I saw him at the afternoon session. The presentation wasn't a whole lot better than our President's talk tonight."



"I took a wonderful nap this afternoon after having lunch with Dianne. Did you get things cleared up with her?" Kate told him.



"Yes, but I am not especially proud of how I did it. Anyway, she won't be expecting or wanting any personal attention from me now," Lance replied.



"Why? What did you say to her?" Kate asked



"I lied and told her I had some very undesirable health problems that hadn't quite cleared up."



"Very creative, if totally dishonest," Kate said and smiled.



"So, you find it amusing that I am an untrustworthy, lying louse?" Lance asked in response to Kate's smile.



"In a strangely sick and curious sort of way, yes; I do," she told him, and added, "...except if you do it with me; then I will cut your balls off, fry them up and serve them at a party."



Lance laughed out loud at her and Kate chucked back at him.



Lance changed the subject by asking, "How are you doing, Cam? Any regrets about last night?" 



Cam answered, "No regrets; to the contrary, last night was better than I imagined it would or could be, but thank you for asking."



"Has anything changed? Are there any new rules?" Lance asked.



"No. I'm comfortable with how things are going," Cam answered.



"How about with you, Kate?" Lance asked.



"Maybe later we can talk," she said. "I do have a couple things to discuss with you."



"Would you like to dance some here before we move on to do something more adventurous somewhere else?"



"Whatever you want, lover," Kate agreeably told him.



On the way to the dance floor Lance continued their conversation. He picked up on Kate's last statement and in order to ward off any further unexpected reprimands, Lance flattered her, "What I want is you, Kate. All I want is you. I want you anyway, anytime and anyplace. You fascinate me and my desire for you is driving me crazy." Unfortunately, he provided Kate with the perfect opportunity for her to confront him with her next concern. 



"Do you really think I am the most attractive woman at the convention? I mean honestly? You're not just flattering me with one of your standard come-on lines?" she baited him as they began to dance.



"Yes, I do," Lance told her with a sincere, almost-serious look. He sensed something askew and asked, "Of course I do; why do you ask?"



"I guess that puts me in a tie with Diane," Kate dropped the hammer on him.



"Oh shit," Lance uttered. He felt his semi-hard cock shrink like it wanted to run away, much like the rest of him.



"Yep," Kate said. "Caught red-handed!"



"I'm sorry," Lance offered. "What now?" he asked, wanting to see what direction Kate wanted to take the issue and get a sense for her level of frustration with him.



"Is honest sincerity from you completely out of the question?" she pressed him.



"No, not completely," he replied.



"How will I ever know? How can I take anything you say seriously, trust you and have it mean anything to me?" she pressed him.



"I'm here aren't I? I blew off the other most beautiful woman at the convention to be with you didn't I? Aren't those things worth something?" he offered.



"Yes, they are. They're why I am still talking to you," Kate told him with a touch of sadness in her voice.



"How can I assure you more, make you trust that I find you wildly desirable and lust for you like I have never lusted for another woman, that I long to be with you every second I'm not?" he asked.



"Show me. Give up the cheap flattery and get real. Make some sacrifices," Kate told Lance.



"Okay. I will do all those things," he promised.



"I might believe you when I see it. Be aware that my bullshit meter is turned on to its most sensitive level now and it won't miss much. If it goes off again we are done. Do you understand, Lance; finished?" Kate warned him.



Lance stopped dancing and loosely held Kate in front of him. He looked at her, deliberately formed a pout on his lips and asked, "Why are you doing this? Is there something I did or said that upset you?"



Kate shook her head in disbelief that he was trying to slip out of his self-created predicament using the sympathy trick.



"Let's take this back to the booth and let Cam listen to our conversation. I don't want to leave him out," she told Lance and walked away.



"Just listen and you will understand what we are discussing," Kate told Cam as she slid into the corner of their booth and sat across from him.



When Lance was seated next to her, Kate gave him a warm smile and confidently explained, "No, Lance, you haven't done or said anything to upset me, not directly. You have been a perfect gentleman, a talented and passionate lover, and you made me feel like you really cared for me. You even made me feel I was uniquely beautiful and special to you. Well, that was the case until I talked with Diane today. Then I realized it was just your highly refined line of bullshit, your technique that I liked, but there was nothing real or meaningful behind your flattering words to me. What I am telling you is very simple. If you want to be my lover, mean what you say to me. I can go to the nearest gym and within a few minutes pick up a man with a fabulous body, an inflated opinion of himself, a charming line of bullshit and probably even a bigger dick. I don't want that. What I want is a lover I know really means it when he says something nice to me. I don't want the sinking feeling of disappointment and betrayal when I later learn what he said to me was just one of the standard pick-up lines he uses with all the girls." She paused for a moment and added, "I value honesty and sincerity."



Cam sat wide-eyed and totally amazed as Kate stripped Lance naked of his façade, the persona he put on to entice women into bed with his flattery and often grossly inflated compliments, his outer charm. He knew how tough-minded Kate could be and that once she got in a certain frame of mind she was not one to take any crap from anyone. But, it still surprised Cam that she was coming down on Lance so hard. Like Lance had wondered, Cam also questioned in his mind why she was being so blunt and persistent.



Lance was challenged to perform or give her up. To move forward he needed to show Kate his inner self more honestly and openly and to actually demonstrate to her that he cared about her. The phony illusion of caring he was so used to selling with words, smiles, winks, laughter and his sexual skills, all of which he did without really ever committing to the woman he was so busily seducing was being soundly rejected by Kate.



Lance was unsure he could, unsure he wanted to show Kate the real him. He felt insecure about pressing forward into a relationship that was so short-term with such a high cost of mental effort and commitment. He did want to be with her again. Even more to the point, he wanted to own her. He craved that intense, enveloping sense of being one with her that he had felt the night before. He wanted more, much more of Kate, both now and in the future. He had big plans for her. Lance decided he wasn't going to let one little bump in the road stop him. After quickly considering his situation, Lance fell back on one of the standard techniques he used when he got caught lying. He tried his well-rehearsed, retreat line of bullshit. 



"You are one hundred percent right, Kate. I am a woman-chasing scoundrel underneath my well-cultivated technique, as I think you called it. The truth is I find it much easier to charm the panties off a woman, use her for awhile and then move on before I have to engage in the maintenance of a long-term relationship. I suppose, well I know that this is the reason I am single. I'm not sure I really know how to give of myself and make the kind of sacrifices needed to make a woman truly happy over the long haul. All I know is I'm crazy about you and I'm willing to try to show you how much I really do care about you," Lance told her using his best acting skills with sadness displayed on his face and sincerity oozing from his quivering voice.



Cam's jaw dropped and his mouth fell open when he heard what Kate said next.



"Would you like to practice being a truly-committed lover by test driving me for a few days?" Kate asked.



Lance considered her offer and tried to understand what it might entail, how it would feel to truly commit to a woman and what the costs and benefits might be. He understood the options clearly. One, this could be a potentially life-changing opportunity, his chance to face the demons that had kept him from having a meaningful mutually fulfilling relationship with a woman that lasted more than a month. Two, he could continue his act and continue to draw Kate, and Cam, into his web of deceit. Either way, committing to Kate meant he was still in the game and his ultimate goal for her was still within his reach. That was all that really mattered; his master-plan for Kate was still alive.



"I would love that. I truly am that attracted to you," he told her, and asked, "... but, how would we do it?"



"Start by being perfectly honest with me about everything. That doesn't mean pointing out the negative stuff. Be real when you say there is something you like about me. Give more than you take. It may not be that you actually do give more; such things are subjective, but it needs to feel that way. Think about the other person's needs, my needs, much more than you have been used to doing. Basically, Lance, all you need to do is truly care for me. Try to anticipate my needs once you understand what they are and do something constructive to satisfy them. You need to be willing to do whatever you think is necessary to make me feel admired and appreciated, and let me repeat, be completely honest in dealing with me."



"I don't understand or know about your specific needs. We just met yesterday, Kate," Lance pleaded.



"Do you know any of them?" she asked.



"Yes, I know a few, some things about your sexual needs and what you just said, that you like to be genuinely admired," Lance revealed.



"Act on those until you learn more. Then, act on the new ones you discover," she suggested.



Lance thought back over the things Kate had told him about herself and her requests of him. He remembered her saying, "Show me your A-game," and "Be my dominant lover." It was also obvious she liked nice clothes.



"Okay, I'll give it my best shot," he agreed.



"Here are some rules you might want to consider before you fully commit. We do this until we leave Las Vegas, no backing out, no more lies, no more bullshit standard compliments, no cheating on me with other women behind my back. The only flirting you do with other women will be at our table with the other wives and that is only because they will expect it from you. We don't want to raise suspicion with a sudden change in your behavior. Tell Diane the truth without telling her it is me. How are we doing so far?" Kate explained and asked.



"I'm committed so far," Lance told her.



"You need to give in return for what you are getting. Let me ask you this. What do you think a high class hooker would have charged you for what I did with you last night?"



"Probably a thousand dollars, maybe more," he told her.



"I gave my body and spirit to you in a way no hooker ever would. Cam is buying me a very expensive gift in appreciation for my satisfying his fantasy, not as payment for doing it, but in appreciation that I willingly did this threesome thing for him. We negotiated that as two honest and consenting adults yesterday. That leaves you the only one getting what you want without making any significant sacrifice. Step up to the plate and contribute your share," she explained.



"Okay, I will, but what? What do you want me to give you or do for you?" he agreed and asked.



"I want you to discover my needs or desires and figure out how you can satisfy them by giving in a way that costs you both emotionally and financially," she told him.



"Okay," Lance agreed.



"Deal then?" Kate asked.



"Deal," Lance told her. He leaned over and kissed her with a short tender kiss and followed it with a longer more passionate and caring one.



Lance turned to Cam and asked, "Want to see us get a little wild?"



"Thought you would never ask," Cam replied, but he thought, 'Actually, I thought the whole thing was over for a minute there.'



Lance looked Kate in the eye as he pushed his hand into the V of her dress and massaged the delightful flesh of her bare breast without any regard for who might be watching. "You truly have captured my imagination," he told her. Lance pulled her head forward and kissed Kate with a passion she hadn't felt from anyone in years, not since the first few times she and Cam made love.



"Real enough for you?" Lance asked when the long, heartfelt kiss was over.



Kate felt her tentative will to be the dominant one in the threesome vanish in an instant. Her brief need to take control and establish a new foundation for Lance's behavior was replaced by a wave of sexual heat that filled her entire body. Then the heat of embarrassment that she had let Lance take control again made her body temperature rise even more. She felt a sense of shame and regret that she had let her desire to set the direction for their threesome wilt away in Lance's dominant grip so quickly. She regretted that Cam had seen her give up her control so easily, give in and surrender to her lover again so quickly, so willingly. She looked over at Cam with regret written all over her face to see if he knew how lost she was at the moment.

<hr pg="2" />Cam calmly smiled at her. As if he had read her mind, Cam took hold of Kate's hand and told her, "I love that you are so strong and determined, and I also love that inside of you there is a passionate woman capable of total surrender to her emotions and desires when the time is right. You are so perfect, Kate. I truly love you with all my heart."



Lance didn't stop massaging Kate's breast even as Cam consoled his wife. More boldly in control, he pulled the fabric to the side and exposed her breast, rubbed her tit openly and teased her nipple with his fingertips as Cam spoke to Kate. Cam felt his dick throbbing in his pants again watching Lance take back control from Kate. He truly loved to see Kate caught up in her desires, to see the flush of sexual surrender sweep over her. Cam suddenly understood something about his loving wife, that giving up control and being dominated by her lover lit her fire and drove her passion to new heights. In the heat of sexual arousal Kate loved to be dominated; she craved being pushed to do more; she wanted her dominant lover to order her to do naughty, daring things and expect her compliance. Cam saw how it excited and aroused her in a new, different and very intense way to be controlled and used to satisfy her lover's sexual needs (and his as well). Coming to these important realizations, Cam decided to act on his newly discovered knowledge.



"Let's all three go outside for a moment and get some air, love," Cam suggested in a calm, steady voice that revealed nothing of the degree of lusty desire consuming him.



"Sure, honey," Kate answered.



Cam led them out the back door into a loading area. A single bare light bulb lit the area. "Kiss your lover," Cam calmly told her.



Kate didn't question Cam. She turned and embraced Lance. As they kissed, Cam stepped in behind her. He rubbed her back and body while watching them make out. Cam squatted down behind his wife and pushed her dress slowly up her legs to uncover her garter-clad but mostly naked ass. He kissed and licked her butt cheeks and teased her anus with his tongue while she made out with her lover.



Kate moaned with pleasure and pushed her ass back into her husband's face as she lustily made out with Lance. She was totally lost in the passion-filled excitement of the moment. The dual attention filled her with heat and desire until she felt the urgent need for more stimulation. "Finger me, Lance, and make me come," Kate requested and kissed him again as she awaited his much more intimate touch.



Cam cleared the way for Lance. He pulled up the front of Kate's dress and watched Lance's hand cover his wife's pussy and massage it. 



"Oh fuck, being this naughty has me ready to explode!" Kate told them.



Cam spread Kate's ass cheeks and probed her anus with his tongue. He could feel with his tongue her pussy tissues being massaged by Lance's fingers and it excited Cam more. He stood behind his wife and pulled his pants open enough to remove his dick. He teased Kate's anus with the head of his cock, dragging it back and forth over her tender butt hole. 



"So, you like being naughty with two men?" Cam asked to urge Kate to vocalize her feelings.



"Yes. You two have me crazy turned on," Kate said with a quivering voice full of sexual tension.



"Suck his dick for me, love," Cam whispered to her, still teasing her anus with his cock-head.



Cam stepped back to give her room and to watch. He moved to the side so Kate could see him masturbating for her, to let her see how consumed he was with her and what she was doing. 



Kate pulled her dress up around her waist and squatted in front of Lance, leaving her legs and ass exposed while she undid his pants. She wanted to feel exposed, naughty and vulnerable. She licked her lips to wet them and pushed them around on Lance's fat cock-head, licked the rim and teased the slit in the end with the tip of her tongue. She made a show of creating spider web strings of pre-cum and sucking them in quickly like making miniature strings of spaghetti suddenly disappear into thin air. She willingly, lustfully sucked her lover's dick to the great pleasure of both the men. Cam watched and slowly jacked off for Kate, savoring the heat in his body and the wonderful aroused feeling in his dick.



The door suddenly opened behind them and the bartender walked through. He looked over the situation and said, "Excuse me. I didn't know you were..."



Cam cut him off and unexpectedly said, "You can watch if you want." Before the man could respond Cam turned to Kate and said, "Don't stop sucking your lover's dick."



To push her naughty feelings further, Cam openly explained what the bartender was seeing, "My wife is giving her lover a quick blow job," and then he asked, "Are you okay with that?"



"Absolutely, but are you sure you're okay with me being here?" the bartender replied.



"Watch all you want," Cam told him, "...but, no touching her."



"Sure, I understand," the man said. "Thank you."



Kate began forcing Lance's dick deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat, stroking the shaft of his fat cock with her hand as she did. It only took a couple of minutes for Lance's head to rock back in orgasmic pleasure and for him to announce, "I am going to come in your mouth, babe."



Kate's head twisted around on his dick and her hand stroked his shaft with increased vigor as she sucked Lance's cock with her talented mouth. The first blast of cum startled her; it came so fast and hard. She swallowed twice, as fast as she could gulp, but the forceful squirts filled her mouth faster than she could get all the hot liquid swallowed. Cum squirted out onto her lips from around the shaft of Lance's dick and coated Kate's fingers and lips. A dribble of his cum leaked down her chin and glistened there illuminated by the light of the nearby bulb. She kept sucking him until Lance quit twitching and he was going limp. Fully aware of the impression she was creating, she stood and wantonly licked the cum from her fingers, smiling at her husband as she did. 



Lance wanted control again. He pulled her to him and kissed her before she could lick the remaining cum from her lips. "That was hot beyond hot, Kate," he whispered and then kissed her. Cam put his dick back in his pants and as he did, the bartender said, "Thank you again for letting me watch. Drinks are on the house."



Kate turned to the man she had only glanced at before and said, "How nice! Thank you." She gave him a sexy inviting smile, leaving the man to wonder if he might be next, or later on. He hoped so.



She turned back to Lance and kissed him again leaving the bartender to ponder her friendly smile. He waited and watched for a few moments and went back inside with a big grin on his face. The three of them followed. Cam caught the door before it closed completely and held it for Kate and Lance.



Once seated again at their booth, Cam reached over the table and wiped away a small, shiny remnant of Lance's cum still clinging to his wife's chin. 



"Thank you," Kate said before she paused, and added, "...for everything."



"You're welcome, and thank you," Cam responded. "You're doing this for me, remember?"



"Oh, I almost forgot," Kate said jokingly. They all chuckled.



The tall leggy waitress came over with the promised fresh set of "on-the-house" drinks. "So, hon, I hear you're as wild as you are pretty," she commented as she handed Kate her drink.



Kate had never thought of herself as wild. Was she? Did she want to be? Did she want to be even wilder? "I guess so," she replied.



"I've got a streak of that in me too," the waitress admitted with a knowing smile. She mentioned, "I ride with a group of bikers on most weekends. You ought to try it with us sometime."



"I don't think so," Kate said, shaking her head at the thought of it. She explained, "I think that's just a little bit wilder than I might want to get."



"Okay," the gal said. She looked back over her shoulder as she turned to walk away and added, "... but, you don't know what you're missing, darlin'."



Kate was wondering how wild such an adventure might feel when Lance asked, "Does the idea of partying with a bunch of wild, horny bikers appeal to you at all?"



"No... not really," Kate replied without much conviction.



"You've never had a fantasy about fucking a group of bikers?" he pressed.



"I didn't say that," Kate told Lance, much to Cam's surprise.



Cam could only assume that his wife had had those type fantasies and that they were among the ones Kate was going to tell him about in detail when they got around to discussing hers.



"Want to share?" Lance asked.



"Not right now," Kate pleaded.



"Would you please, for me?" Cam asked. "I just remembered that you promised to tell me about your fantasies, but we never got around to doing so. This seems as good a time as any."



"Oh crap," she sighed, "okay... Let me think for a minute... They usually... well... this is so hard. I... like it when a man, or men, find me so attractive they just have to have me. They... he... he forces himself on me and makes me have sex with him."



"What about that scenario turns you on?" Cam asked.



"That he finds me completely irresistible," she revealed.



"He could do that without raping you. What turns you on about being forced?" Cam wondered.



"That I don't have a choice. Whatever wild things I do with him I do only because he makes me. Even when I like what I am doing with him, it's not my fault."



"More than one? You said "they" or "men" a couple of times, didn't you?" Cam asked.



"Sometimes it is more than one man," Kate admitted.



"Ever have an urge to try your fantasy in real life?" Lance asked.



"No. It is too unpredictable. My fantasies are a source of sexual excitement that I can enjoy without the real-world dangers," Kate told him.



Lance changed the subject by asking, "Well then, ready to do some shopping?" He had all the information he needed at that moment in order to take the next step in his plan of conquest.



Kate only hesitated a moment at the sudden change of subject. "Always," she told him even as she wondered why he changed the subject so abruptly. She was grateful he had, no matter what his reason.



Chapter 6



They said goodbye to Lisa, the waitress and Tex, the bartender. The cab dropped them at the Mirage a few minutes later. "Your budget is two thousand dollars," Lance said as they walked down the hallway of the massive hotel checking out the windows of the shops."



"Cheap Fucker," Kate jokingly called him, laughing as she did.



"Okay three," Lance said with a smile. He pulled her to him, kissed her in the hallway outside the jewelry store with his hands up under the back of her dress squeezing her naked ass cheeks. "Are you okay with that?" he asked.



"Four would be better," Kate suggested. "...and I will do whatever you want later," she bribed him.



"Deal!" Lance said. He considered the money a worthy investment because he fully expected to get his money's worth and much, much more in return. He felt confident again that his plan for Kate was back on track, that it was only a matter of time until he would own both her body and her loyalty.



Kate selected a long string of medium-large, Japanese, cultured pearls and matching earrings and anklet, a turquoise stone belt with matching necklace and earrings that all together totaled less than two thousand dollars based on the asking price on the tags. She browsed through the jewelry store until Kate saw a machine with a small pile of gold shavings. "What does this machine do?" she asked.



The female sales attendant said, "It cuts customized gold plates for necklaces, anklets or pins. We do names, saying and symbols, pretty much anything you want. "



"Wow, I like," Kate commented. She turned to Cam and said, "Buy me one with something a little naughty on it."



"You too," she told Lance.



From a book of pre-designed items, Cam selected one that said, "Hot Wife," and Lance selected another that said, "Willing &amp; Ready." Kate whispered her own request in the saleslady's ear. After she did, Cam whispered a second request to the woman. Lance was not to be outdone and he added his second request.



"They will be ready in half an hour," she told them.



"Do you give professional discounts?" Kate asked, implying she was a female escort.



The saleslady looked at her for a moment, at her skimpy revealing dress and her excited nipples clearly showing through the thin fabric. She replied, "Sure, thirty-five percent off for you, but only if you promise to bring me some more business."



"No problem," Kate told her. She turned and grinned at Lance and Cam.



"Don't want to blow my budget unnecessarily," Kate commented as they walked out of the shop.



In the clothing shop, Kate picked two dresses, seven sets of sexy matching hose, bras and panties, three items of lingerie, and five pairs of high heels, using up the half hour it took for the little gold signs to be cut. As Lance watched Kate make her selections, he noticed the sexy, revealing nature of the items she picked, that they were all very bold and attention-drawing. Every item or matched set of items she chose would send a strong sexual statement to any man who saw her wearing it. Her choices made it apparent that Kate wanted to excite men's sexual hunger and that she desired to be appreciated for her sexiness. Lance made a mental note to explore her willingness to show off her body to men.



Lance paid for her garment purchases with a credit card. As they walked the short distance back to the hotel's jewelry store, he asked, "How would you feel about modeling lingerie as revealing as the things you purchased in front of an audience?"



The idea of parading her almost-naked body in front of an audience wearing garments that were transparent and left nothing to the imagination sent a wave of excitement through Kate's body. Her mind imagined the hungry looks of men viewing her in such a fashion show. A little smile formed on her face. "Oh my," she replied. "That is such a turn on to think I could ever do something like that. It would excite me, but I don't think I would be able to find the nerve to actually parade around naked that way in front of an audience."



"I think you would love doing it," Lance offered.



"Maybe," Kate commented. "I might like modeling lingerie, but I would have to overcome my nervousness. Just thinking about it makes me feel fluttery."



The sales lady that did the custom gold work had thoughtfully separated the items into different packages and handed them to the person who ordered the items. The men paid up and Cam carried part of his wife's new goodies. Lance carried the remainder as he led them down the hallway to the hotel's registration counter. "A penthouse suite," Lance requested.



As they rode the elevator to the penthouse with the Bellman, Lance pulled a skimpy aqua baby-doll out of one of the bags he was holding. He dangled the nearly-transparent lingerie in front of him holding it by just the spaghetti straps. "Would you like to see my date wearing just this and a pair of high-heels when we get to our suite?" he unexpectedly asked the Bellman.



Kate felt the flush of excitement spread over her. Her clit tingled and her pussy suddenly felt warm and very wet. Even as her mind screamed "No!" she knew she would do it.



She came walking out of the bedroom area of the suite wearing only the baby-doll and heels, just as Lance and Cam insisted she do. They teamed up on her and wouldn't take no for an answer. She paraded around the room boldly modeling the revealing outfit for the wide-eyed Bellman. "Spin for the man," Cam requested. Kate did, flaring out the skimpy top in a series of spins until the fabric hugged the bottom of her outstretched arms and revealed her naked body all the way up to her breasts for the very pleased young man. 



Lance put two twenty dollar bills in the bellman's hand and said, "No talking about this until after we check out."



"I understand," the bellman said, "We are trained to keep our mouths shut around here anyway, but thank you for both for the show and the tip." "And, thank you, ma'am," he added with a grateful smile looking at Kate."



"You have six hundred and twenty four dollars left on your budget, not that I am counting," Lance told Kate, with a grin. "I would like for you to put on that slip of a black dress you bought and let's go see how lucky you are at gambling tonight. How does that sound?"



Kate's beautiful tits swayed and bounced as her dress hung off them to the great amusement of the men at the craps table. All eyes were on her beautiful, jiggling, bare breasts when she bent over and flung the dice through the air to reveal the gamblers' fate. Some of the men never even bothered to look at the result. Lance made Kate's bets for her and they left the table thirty minutes later with three thousand two hundred dollars in pure winnings, much to the disappointment of the gawking men. For the last two bets Lance pulled her original six hundred dollars out and bet their total winnings of eight hundred. When they won, he bet the sixteen hundred before calling it quits after they won again. 



Kate was bouncing with excitement as they walked to the bar for drinks. "You were so hot putting on that show for us and the Bellman. Did you get turned on even a little performing for us?" Lance asked.



Kate blushed and considered denying it, but didn't. "You knew I would, Lance," she admitted. "That is why you wanted me to model for him. Did you happen to notice how excited that young man got?"



Lance chuckled and teased Kate by saying, "Well, he was certainly smiling. Did I miss something?"



"Obviously you didn't look past his face," Kate replied, and giggled.



"You love turning men on, getting them aroused like that, don't you?" he pressed her.



"Of course I do," Kate admitted with an acknowledging smile.



Lance excused himself for a trip to men's room, temporarily leaving Cam and Kate at one of the bars. After ordering drinks for them and one for Lance, Cam asked the obvious, "Having a good time?" He pulled his wife to him for a hug as they stood beside their bar stools.



"I'm having a wonderful time," she told him.



"I can't believe you tamed Lance so and you're making him spend such a wad on you," Cam told her.



Kate laughed and explained, "He wants to be a good guy, deep down beneath the show he puts on. I figured as long as we were doing this fantasy thing why not try to help him move forward. He seems stuck in life. I figure he makes more than you, based on his position in the top fifty and he can certainly afford to treat a lady nicely with some of that plentiful income of his; who better than me?" She laughed again. Kate was thrilled at the excitement of winning at the craps table and with the freedom she was enjoying, even more with all the intense, sexual attention focused on her. 



Cam laughed with his wife. "I agree, and I admire your insight," he told her.



They took seats, finished a drink and had ordered another without Lance returning.



"How long can a trip to the restroom take?" Kate finally asked with obvious impatience in her voice.



"I doubt that he is just visiting the restroom," Cam advised.



"What do you think he's doing?"



"Setting up something unexpected for you."



"Like what?" she asked.



"Like something that he thinks you need or want to experience," he suggested.



"Oh god!" Kate said when she considered the possibilities.



"Something wild, I expect," Cam goaded her to fuel to her obvious uncertainty.



"Oh god!" she repeated, and asked, "Do I want this?"



"Yes, you do," Cam told her.



"Are you sure?" Kate asked, genuinely seeking reassurance.



"I'm pretty sure. You told him to discover your needs and desires and to do something to satisfy them. I think he is committed to doing what you asked of him," Cam suggested to her as they continued to wait for Lance.

<hr pg="3" />"What do you think he is up to?" Kate asked. Before Cam could answer, she felt someone's hands on her hips. The hands moved over her belly and then covered her tits. Lance stood behind Kate, kissed her on the neck and slowly massaged her tits at the bar. He asked in almost a whisper, "Ready for a surprise?"



"If it involves more than you, probably not," Kate told him.



"It does," he told her.



"Oh crap, what have I gotten myself into?" Kate asked.



"Nothing you can't handle and won't enjoy," Lance told her, nibbling on her ear and kissing it. "You told me to discover your needs and desires and take action to satisfy them. So, I did. I need you to trust me. Trust that I would never ask you to do anything that I didn't think you would thoroughly enjoy."



"Promise?" she asked.



"Yes, I promise, but we need to go now," Lance told her. "Our limo is waiting."



Lance led her to the bar of the sex club where he had made the arrangements for Kate's next, new, sexual experience. He wanted to see her to get very naughty and run free in total sexual freedom for him, specifically for him, not for her husband. After all, if she was willing to fuck other men for her sexual pleasure under his direction this quickly, what he had in mind for her future would come easily.



"Is this a swinger's club?" Kate asked as a woman walked past their table wearing only a very revealing lace teddy.



"It's a sex club, not just a swinger's club," he explained. "Swingers clubs are for couples, but this club offers much more. I selected this place to help you fulfill the fantasy you mentioned to us earlier."



She asked, "Exactly what goes on here?"



"Whatever you want to have happen," Lance told her.



"So, this is like sex-fantasyland?" Kate asked.



"Exactly," Lance told her. "This outfit specializes in helping people live out their fantasies."



"Is it safe?" Cam whispered in Lance's ear.



Lance turned away from Kate and whispered to Cam, "What I have in mind is very safe. I hired two pros. They get tested for every kind of STDs regularly and have had never had a problem. They have their test results with them if you want to look them over."



Lance turned back to Kate and said, "This is your chance to experience some of your fantasies for real, Kate. It's not something you have to do. This is just an opportunity I wanted to offer to you because you have been so wonderful to me, but it's a gift you don't have to accept. We can just enjoy the atmosphere, watch and we will leave whenever you want. What we do here is totally up to you, Kate."



"What did you arrange for me?" she asked.



"I'd rather not say. Telling you would ruin the surprise. Let's just relax for a bit and enjoy the club. You will find out what I've done for you soon enough. I think you'll love it," Lance told her.



"Oh crap, this is scary," Kate nervously commented.



"It's supposed to be a little tense and scary. Just let the excitement you're feeling add to the overall experience," Lance said wearing a confident grin.



"Can we look around some?" Kate requested.



Lance told her, "Okay, I'll get someone to give us a tour."



A still-attractive fifty-something brunette wearing a full length black leather garter and fishnet hose led Kate by the hand through the club, pointing out the setting of the various rooms, the equipment, and how the various pieces were used. Cam and Lance followed. They watched a variety of sexual activities taking place in one room before moving on to the next room to see something totally different going on. Kate and Cam saw bizarre sex acts taking place they had only read about in magazines and on the internet. Both men paid special attention to Kate as she observed what was taking place in the rooms. They watched her reactions to the variety of things people were doing and made mental notes when something she saw aroused or excited her.



They saw Kate lick her lips and rub her hands unconsciously as a woman strapped to a device was double penetrated by two men, one in her ass and one in her mouth. Again she licked her lips at the scene of a group of lesbians having an orgy, some obviously dominant and some submissive. They saw her close her eyes and shiver at the sight of three men dressed in dominant leather with shiny steel fittings share a petite blond, taking turns fucking her. Two held her down forcefully as the other fucked her. They rotated and forced the woman into a different sexual position for each new man. The men weren't even trying to come. They just fucked the tiny blonde woman in one position after another in tag-team fashion as if it was just sexual exercise for the group.



"What a waste of talent," Kate jokingly commented as a handsome, buffed-out, gay guy fucked another equally-hunky, gay guy while he in turn was being fucked by a third.



"That's it. Let me know if you want to use any of the rooms or equipment," the woman giving the tour told them when they passed an unoccupied dungeon and came out in the bar area again.



"We'll talk it over," Lance told their guide. 



"See anything you want to try?" Lance asked when the woman left them. He wanted to test Kate's willingness to explore new sexual experiences, but more so to see how willing she was to follow his suggestions.



"No," Kate told him. "It all seems too... too something; I'm not sure what."



A tall, nice looking man wearing a tailored suite tapped Kate on the shoulder, "I couldn't help but notice how stunningly beautiful you are," he said, and asked, "Could I have just one dance with you?"



Kate looked into the man's deep blue eyes, but hesitated to respond, temporarily mesmerized by his striking looks. Finally she said, "I'm with..." she couldn't think a name for what Lance was to her or how explain that her husband was also with her. "... er... uh... I'm in the middle of a conversation right now; maybe later."



"We can finish talking when you come back. Go ahead, Kate," Lance told her.



Kate looked at Cam, hoping for help from him.



"It's fine with me. You have to decide," he told her.



Kate was considering the man's request when he took her hand and she found herself being led to the dance floor. Once there he pulled her body to his and skillfully guided her around the previously empty dance area.



Hoping to see some action, several of the unattached men in the club took seats or stood near the dance floor to watch the couple dance.



"I'm Jack," he told Kate as he whisked her around the dance floor with the ease and skill of a dance instructor. 



"I'm Kate," she told him.



She felt his strength and confidence as they slow danced, and his unmistakable arousal pressing against her belly. Her several drinks had lowered her reluctance and allowed her more adventurous side to come out of hiding. Suddenly, despite her anxiety from being in the strange club, she was glad he had asked her to dance. His hard dick bumping her when their bodies met confirmed her desirability to the tall, handsome man. She also felt the eyes of the other men watching her. She felt their sexual attraction to her, their hunger for her, and their attention felt especially good. The bodily sensations of lusty excitement crept over her and fed her willingness to play along with this new adventure. Kate savored being the center of sexual attention for so many men. She felt very desirable and unmistakably sexual, aroused.



A huge man with the build of a professional body builder pushed past a group of men standing close by and watching the couple dance. He stood slightly in front of the others and his eyes never left Kate as she moved around the dance floor. Her eyes met the big man's a few times as she looked into the faces of her audience, to read them and their moods and assess the circumstances developing around her. The big man's intense interest in her was obvious. His eyes and face clearly displayed his sexual hunger. When the song ended, he stepped up and without asking her anything he took her hand, "My turn, Jack," he said to the other man.



"Sure, Ed," Jack said, making it obvious they knew each other. He added, "But, I'll be back for the next dance. Don't plan on keeping her for yourself."



Goose bumps formed on Kate's arm as she felt the anxious sensations of fear and sexual excitement sweep over her. Having these two strangers competing for her attention with more lust-filled men watching in this strange and sexually suggestive environment of the sex club both thrilled and scared Kate in the same instant. She felt intensely alive, sensual, warm and wet between her legs. 'Shouldn't I stop this?' she asked herself sensing the danger, but knowing immediately she wouldn't. The potential of the unknown experience to follow was far too alluring. 



A fast dance-tune played and Ed whirled, spun and guided Kate with equal dancing skill to that of Jack's. More men and several couples gathered to watch the show. Kate saw and felt the heat of the pure sexual lust in the men's eyes. Two of the women smiled at Kate knowingly and admiringly, acknowledging that she was capturing the attention of almost all the men in the club.



Kate felt the same erotic thrill she enjoyed during her fantasies. She sensed the men lusting for her and began to imagine they were on the very edge of not being able to control their raging desire for her, that they would have to have her no matter what the cost. Ed suggestively raked his hands over her shoulders, arms and body during the transitions between spins and other parts of the dance. His big hands tickled and aroused her skin, pushing her flustered arousal deeper. He led her into moves which increasingly showed her off to the men watching. He spun her until her dress flared out and revealed her nakedness underneath. Ed made Kate the focal point of their dance for their audience by his relative lack of movement while whipping her around at the end of his powerful arms. He pulled her to him and turned her so quickly a breast popped out of her dress twice. He politely, if a bit slowly, covered her nakedness back up. Kate was fully aroused and very wet by the end of her dance with Ed. The men watching were boisterously applauding, hooting and encouraging her to dance more. She was lost in the feeling of being admired and desired by her dance partners and all the others who had gathered to watch. She wanted to be on display and to feel more of the men's desire for her, but she was hesitant. She knew she couldn't let things get out of hand and imagined if she did they would be on her like a pack of wolves on a fresh kill, all of them. The mental image of the men scrapping and fighting to be the next one to fuck her passed through her mind. It simultaneously aroused and frightened her so, she turned to walk back to rejoin Lance and Cam.



Jack was there blocking her retreat. He handed her a shot of tequila and said to Ed, "How about we share her for a dance?"



"Okay, sure; I think she can handle both of us," Jack agreed suggestively.



His words sent a thrill of sexual excitement through Kate's already-turned-on body and tugged at her will to resist the two, very attractive strangers. She downed the shot and Jack took the shot glass from her hand. He whistled to get the bartenders attention and tossed the empty glass across the room to the bartender with the ease of a practiced skill. 



A bluesy, bump-and-grind song came on. It was not by chance. Lance had orchestrated the order of the songs. Ed and Jack were the pros Lance had hired and instructed on how to set up things at the club. Lance explained the details to Cam as they watched Kate firmly trapped by the two men hired to take control of her and push her fantasy desires to a new level. They would keep her, tease and test Kate into increasingly sexual acts until she made it perfectly clear she wanted them to stop, or else they wouldn't stop until they both fucked her for all the other people present to watch. 



Jack and Ed made a sandwich of Kate and trapped her between their strong bodies. The men watching cheered her on as Kate gave in to her desire to please her onlookers and began grinding her body against her partners. She slithered between their big, masculine frames and looked frequently up at Ed and Jack, and out at the other men watching her with lust-filled eyes. She felt a little high, wonderfully desirable, and sexy. Kate loved the hungry attention focused on her, totally on her. She had never gotten really wild dancing with two men and the freedom to do so intoxicated her. She pushed Ed's hands off her breasts the first time they pressed into them, but he simply turned her around and Jack's hands took control of her, massaging one of her breasts as he pulled her head to him and kissed her mouth.



There was no path of retreat. Some part of Kate wanted to struggle free of Jack's powerful grip, but her desire for freedom was not nearly strong enough to make her physically fight to escape his hungry attention. Warm juices flowed down her pussy lips and she felt the air cooling her sex as the juices continued and began to run down her legs. She felt Ed's hand on her ass massaging and rubbing her there as Jack kissed her more. Jack's mouth was warm and his kisses wonderfully sensuous. She gave up all desire to resist her aggressors and let the passion of the moment totally consume her mind and will.



Kate was suddenly spun around out of Jack's control and Ed kissed her openly while he massaged both her tits. Jack knelt behind her and pushed his hands up her legs lifting her dress with him and exposed her bare butt cheeks for all to see. The men watching cheered louder and began to call out, "Take her dress off." Ed and Jack ignored them, but the men watching kept urging them to display Kate's body to them naked.



'Oh fuck,' Kate's mind yelled out inside her head a minute later when Ed peeled her straps off her shoulders and pulled her dress down enough to expose her breasts to satisfy the demands of the chanting group of hungry men. She tried to struggle and intended to tell him to stop, but before she could speak, Ed took one hand off her breast, pulled her head forward to him, kissed her and shoved his tongue into her mouth, making her verbal protest impossible.



Jack pushed her dress up until it was bunched around her waist and licked the crack of her ass. By the end of the song, Kate was completely lost in the sordid pleasure of the men's passion for her and what she was doing with them. She was past the point of trying to stop them from doing anything they wanted to do with her. Ed pulled his lips from Kate's and turned her head to let her see Lance and Cam standing next to them.



"Want me to stop them?" Lance asked loud enough for everyone present to hear.



The men in the crowd responded to the question and called out, "Don't stop. Don't stop," until it became a chant ringing inside Kate's head.



Kate slowly looked over at the crowd of lusting men calling for more. She made eye contact with many of them. She saw and felt their intense desire for her to show them more of her and she suddenly wanted to let them all watch her fuck the two strangers.



"No," she said to Lance's question and closed her eyes in resigned surrender. "I'm okay," she muttered without opening her eyes, as if talking to herself.



"How many?" Lance asked.



Kate understood the intent of his question. She opened her eyes, looked at Cam and Lance, and said, "Just these two." She was looking at Cam when she closed her eyes again to wait for some indication of what they were going to do next with her. Kate was so into her arousal at that moment she didn't much care what it was.



Jack stood and pulled her dress up and over her head. He led her garter-clad and otherwise naked body through the crowd of men to an armless sofa located on one wall of the bar. Ed followed closely behind. Jack seated Kate and she watched intently as the two men stripped naked. Through the waves of heated lust consuming her, she looked around the room and watched many of the other men strip or hungrily open their clothing enough to pull their dicks free.



Ed and Jack were perfect physical specimens, very different, but both perfect in their own way. Ed pulled her to the edge of the sofa and pressed her legs apart. He lowered his mouth to her pussy and began kissing and sucking her hyper-extended clit. Jack stepped onto the sofa and straddled her standing. He bent his legs enough to offer his dick to Kate's mouth. She took hold of his cock with one hand and sucked the head into her mouth as Ed's tongue and lips pleasured her pussy. 



Less than a minute later, Kate's body let go of the first powerful spurt of her cum. She moaned loudly around the shaft of Jack's cock filling her mouth with his cock-head pushed into her throat as cum spewed forcefully from her body and soaked Ed's face. Ed rolled away and sat next to her to let the crowd see Kate's pretty, shaved pussy spread wide open, to let the men witness the first full-blown squirting orgasm many of them had ever seen. Jack kept fucking her face as she spewed cum profusely out past the sofa and several feet further. Big glistening arcs of cum spewed out from her sex, crashed down and splashed off the hardwood floor as Kate writhed and moaned under Jack. Suddenly everyone there seemed to be talking at once, some to Kate and others to someone nearby. 



Before Kate finished squirting, Jack pulled out of her mouth and pushed her head down onto Ed's dick. Jack forcefully yanked her body up into the doggie position and Kate willingly took Ed's cock into her mouth. Jack raked his dick up through Kate's slit and lubed his dick-head with the abundant female cum there.



"Put my dick in you," Jack ordered her forcefully, commanded her.



Kate felt the familiar feelings from her fantasy, loss of control, being forced. Any guilt or reservation she had about what she was doing disappeared with the fantasy belief she had no choice. She took hold of the nice looking cock she had just been sucking and guided it to her quivering pussy. Jack held her hips tightly and shoved his hard cock into her pussy as deep as it would go in one forceful thrust.



When the realization hit Kate that she was fucking two strangers in front of a crowd of more strangers, another climatic rush flew over her body with lightning speed. Her body clinched down on the dick inside her pussy as she sucked the second cock with unabashed lust, moaning with muffled pleasure the whole time. Soon, the men watching could see more spurts of her cum spraying from underneath her onto the floor and the end of the sofa.



When her climax passed, Jack rolled Kate onto her back. As he moved her, she looked at the crowd and saw many of the men jacking off while watching her. She looked for Cam and Lance and saw them calmly smiling at her from barstools across the room. They had left her alone to play with the two other men. She felt the sting of abandonment and the desperation of being trapped and those feelings made her fantasy experience all the better, hotter and more dangerously exciting. The men taking her against her will felt very real, as if she was truly being held captive and used for their desperate pleasure.



Ed fucked her pussy from the end of the sofa while Jack sat over her and held her head tight in his hands. Jack lifted and pushed her head up and down, forcing the head of his dick into and back out of her throat. Kate didn't last three minutes before the duel action of the two strong excited men made her come again.



With the precision of a circus team performing a show, the two men worked her over. Jack quit fucking her mouth and rolled off her when she began climaxing again. Ed pulled his dick out of her pussy and fingered her G spot to further stimulate her squirting spasms. The intense feeling lasted longer than Kate could remember and she was keenly aware that she was naked, on her hands and knees, coming on a stranger's fingers with a whole group of men jacking off watching her. It was wilder and hotter than anything she had ever felt, even better than her fantasies.

<hr pg="4" />Lance could see that Kate was totally consumed with sexual desire, sexual heat, beyond hesitation and restraint, lost in the sordid pleasure of her fantasy world. He wanted her to submit even further to him, to follow his suggestion and get really nasty, to totally submit to his will. Lance walked over to the group of watching men and said, "The first four of you to come on her get a free pass for your next visit here." He waved the four vouchers he had purchased in front of the men to trigger the orgy of masturbation into action. Kate was immediately surrounded by men jacking off while they looked down at her naked, climaxing body. She knew men were about to shoot, cum all over her body. The sight of the group standing and pounding their dicks over her naked body rekindled Kate's dying orgasm and the heated pleasure came charging back in full force; her revived orgasm was beyond wonderful. An utterly raw and nasty feeling gripped her inner being, strumming a chord of base, sexual hunger deep within her.



"Roll over and spread your pussy open for them," Lance ordered her.



Kate didn't hesitate to obey him. She sat on the edge of the sofa, pulled her knees up and spread her body open for the viewing pleasure of the masturbating men.



"Ask for it," Lance told her.



Kate understood the demand perfectly. "Come on me," she told the men as she quickly looked at each one of them, trying to anticipate who would be the first to spray cum on her body or soak the pink folds of her spread-open pussy with their hot cum.



"Beg for it," he demanded.



"Come on me. I want it. Please do it; come all over me," she willingly obeyed.



During the next minute seven loads of cum sprayed onto Kate one after another as she continued to climax for the men. She couldn't stop the waves of orgasm rolling though her body and she didn't want to. Each blast of hot cum splashing on her body shot through senses to her clit and made her want to squirt more of her own cum. Her beautiful body was drenched in hot cum and she was completely consumed with the raw, uninhibited lust she felt flowing through every cell in her body.



"Rub that cum all over her body," Lance told the men.



Suddenly hands were all over Kate, smearing cum on her breasts, belly, legs, pussy, chest and neck. "Not on her face," Lance ordered, just in the nick of time.



Kate kept coming as the men massaged her body with cum. Hands were everywhere rubbing the cum into her skin. The mass of hands moving over her fevered body pushed her excited lust higher. The rawness of having so many hands smearing fresh, male cum onto her body all at once gave Kate a type of base, slutty-feeling sexual joy. She felt a very intense sexual pleasure, but it was a different kind of turn-on than anything she had ever experienced, much more liberating, wild and free. She felt all sense of restraint abandon her, leaving her utterly surrendered to her surreal pleasures in her orgy of lust. She exploded in orgasm again when a man scooped up a handful of cum from her belly, covered her pussy and clit with his hand and massaged the warm, slick, male juices into her pussy.



"Put this on and come back to the bar," Lance finally said as the scene slowed to a couple of men rubbing her well-handled breasts. He handed Kate's dress to her. It was all part of the fantasy experience Lance had planned, created and directed to perfection for his new lover. He felt proudly confident he had given Kate something she had long wanted, and also, that he had satisfied a need Cam had failed to recognize and fulfill for his wife. He couldn't help but grin with self-satisfaction.



She dressed in front of the crowd of admiring men and held her body proudly erect as she walked through them back to the bar. Lance pulled her to him and kissed her. Kate was lost in the emotions and the realization of what she had just done, still wildly aroused and at the same time overwhelmed with a sudden feeling of guilt; she was turned on like never before, but also felt slutty and nasty for what she had done. Her emotions swelled up and overpowered her outward façade of control. She unexpectedly began sobbing even as Lance held her captive in his arms and kissed her.



"Pretty strong medicine, huh?" he asked when they stopped kissing.



Kate embarrassingly wiped the tears from her eyes. "Uh huh," she mumbled. She collected herself and added, "Yes. That was very... powerful."



"Any regrets?" Cam asked before she could answer Lance more.



Kate thought for a moment and again wiped away the unwelcomed tears still leaking from her eyes. She took another moment to compose herself. As she recovered from the momentary sense of regret and let her pride replace her shame, a grin slowly formed on her face. She felt her confidence returning and with it the wonderful feelings of her sexual arousal. She answered Lance, "Only that I didn't make both those two handsome studs come for me."



End of Chapter 6, Continued in Chapter 7 (amazing, huh?)



Special thanks to Rosie for her countless hours of meticulous, eye-straining work cleaning up literally hundreds of typos, errors and general stupidity on my part. It may not be perfect yet, but it's a hell of a lot better than before. Thanks, special lady.



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<em>Comments welcomed and encouraged, but be warned, I sent the evil ones to the bit bucket right off. Thanks for you reading my work. I sincerely hope you found something to enjoy. Chad</em>

