COOTER (Part 2)
By Ted

Update: Cooter is very large black men with a 13-inch cock
the thickness of your forearm. He is an aggressive, almost
masochistic breeder of white women. Drew is a Bookie who
uses Cooter to "even up" when money owed cannot be
collected. Ted is a friend of Drew's and has been filming
Cooter screwing the helpless wives of guys who cannot pay
their losses. Ted is the narrator and has been betting more
than he can pay. Now he faces the very real dilemma of
presenting his own wife, Lynn to Cooter for Drew's
entertainment. We pick up after Drew has told Ted he has 24
hrs to pay one way or another.

<Cooter-part 2>

 I left there in shock, knowing Drew meant every word he had
said. I spent the rest of the afternoon in my office,
sitting in my desk and staring out the window trying to
figure out how I could get that kind of money. I didn't know
how I would ever be able to tell Lynn what Drew expected her
to do if I couldn't. I felt so frustrated and powerless over
the Dilemma that was unfolding right in front of me. 

 When I got home Lynn was already in the kitchen cooking.
She looked at me and smiled then asked me how my day was.
Without saying a word I walked  into her arms and hugged her
tight. I felt her large firm breasts press against my chest
as I held her close to me then kissed her on the cheek. I
released her then turned and walked into the hall. I stopped
halfway to our bedroom and looked back to see her humming
and dancing around as she prepared the food. I'd forgotten
what a great looking woman she was. She had tight cut off
jeans and the very bottom of her ass was exposed. My blood
boiled at the thought of Cooter grabbing those soft cheeks
and plowing into her. I felt so stupid for forgetting all
the good things I had with Lynn. I shook my head and turned
my thoughts towards finding a way out of the horrible
problem I'd gotten us into.
 
I went into the bedroom and grabbed our personal phone book
hoping the find someone we knew who might help bail us out.
I turned page after page but couldn't find anyone I knew
with that kind of money. Just as I was about to give up
looking I saw my Uncle Bob's name and phone number. Of
course! Uncle Bob was loaded and I had been like a son to
him. From the time I was 5 years old, he looked out for me
and my mother after my dad left us. My hands shook with
excitement as I fumbled the phone dialing  his number. As it
rang I felt relief, assured that I had found an alternative
to Drew's proposition. I grinned as I thought of the look on
old Cooter's face when I showed up there with the money
instead of Lynn. After a few rings I got an answer. I
recognized the voice right away. I was Juanita; my uncles
live in maid. I asked her if I could speak to my uncle but
she told me he was not at home. She said that he had left a
few days ago and was in Acapulco. " In Acapulco?" I gulped.
Juanita interrupted me saying, "I thought he told you
Teddy?" In all the confusion I'd forgotten about my uncle
saying he was taking a few weeks off. I begged her to give
me the number where he was staying. " No Teddy, he is not
available, he never leaves a number when he goes on
vacation. He likes his privacy, but he is supposed to call
home tomorrow night". I explained I had a financial problem
with the business and needed money right away. She assured
me that she would have my uncle call as soon as she heard
from him. I asked her what time he usually called. My hopes
faded when she said he wouldn't call till after 8:00pm.

I just set the phone down and hung my head. I looked up and
saw that Lynn had entered the bedroom. "Why such a long face
Ted? What is wrong honey? Talk to me. Tell me what is
wrong!" I looked at her then turned my head and looked out
the window. I sighed then looked straight into her eyes and
told her," Lynn, I owe Drew $15,000." She put her hands on
her hips saying, "Drew? How could you owe him that much? Did
he loan you money?" I shook my head, "No it's not like that,
I made some bets with Drew and now". I looked at her and
sighed again "He's a bookie Lynn that's what he does".  Lynn
stood frozen with her eyes drilled right at me." My god Ted
how long has this been going on? What are you going to do?"
I put my hands over my face and groaned, "I don't know
honey,I don't know." Lynn pulled my hands down and asked,
"When did you start betting? How did this thing get
started?"

I decided to dump the whole thing and get it over with. I
told her about the gambling, the strip clubs and even about
Nicole. How I had been filming Drew's friend Cooter with
other women. Lynn sat there with an open mouth. She was
hurt; her deep blue eyes said that clearly as tears fell
down her soft cheeks. She stood there weeping, her head
shaking in disbelief. "Lynn, there is more You need to sit
down for this part honey." She didn't sit but stood sobbing.
"I've been trying to get the money together because I have
to have it for him by tomorrow night. I tried Uncle Bob but
he is out of town. I don't know what else to do Lynn and I
sure as hell don't want to see you with that" I paused,
unable to say it.  Lynn demanded that I finish my statement,
"See Me what? Ted! See me what?" I sat quiet for a moment
then belted it out, "Cooter Lynn, If I can't pay the money
by tomorrow night, Drew wants you to have sex with Cooter."
Lynn looked confused, "Cooter? Who the fuck is Cooter Ted?"
I stood and put my hands on her shoulders trying to calm
her. "I know Lynn! It's crazy. You know we won't let that
happen". She paced about the room as she continued yelling
at me," My God Ted, what does Drew think? That I'm some kind
of slut? Just a whore for hire?" I sat down again and tried
to explain that Drew got off watching wives having sex with
Cooter.   .
        	
Lynn frowned at me then sat next to me on the bed. In a
demanding tone she asked,  "Who the hell is Cooter Ted?" I
put my hand on her thigh. " Just a guy Drew knows. He's a
real asshole to women, treats them like they are his
fucktoys. He's got this huge dick but no brains at all".
She stopped crying and looked straight at me. I knew I had
fucked up. Mentioning Cooter's huge cock had definitely
sparked interest. If it was one thing I knew Lynn had always
wanted, always needed, it was a healthy sized cock for her
fatigued pussy. She tried to keep her curiosity masked and
faked more sobbing. She was quiet for a moment and we both
sat on the bed with our elbows on our knees leaned  over
looking at the floor. " I guess if we don't get the money
I'll have to have sex with Cooter?" I jumped to my feet and
put my hands over my ears. "Shit Lynn! Don't even say that!
I'll work something out". She looked at me with a wicked
little grin then put her hand in mine. "Just in case, tell
me more abou t this guy, I don't want any more surprises".

I sat next to her again and reluctantly told her about
Cooter's barbaric sex drive. She turned towards me and
listened intently as I attempted to paint an unpleasant
picture of Cooter, hoping to make him sound like a beast and
less like a man. No matter how I made it sound, she  was
only more interested. As I went on she would interrupt me
asking about his cock. " How big is he Ted? What? 8inches? 9
inches?" I shook my head in frustration.  She leaned away
from me in controlled excitement. She put her open hands
apart to visualize what we were talking about. "10 inches?"
" Not ten either Lynn" As she spoke she moved her hands
further apart like she was sizing a fish. She moved her
hands further apart. "11 inches?"

 I stood and walked to the sink and ran cold water over my
hands. Lynn continued her interrogation, "Just tell me Ted,
you have seen him." I cupped the water on my hands, lowered
my head into the sink bowl and splashed my face. The sink
echoed with my voice as I growled into the drain, "13
fucking inches!" Lynn raised her hands and covered her mouth
as she gasped. She stood and walked to the  master bath
without saying a word and started the water in the tub. She
drifted back into the bedroom and looked into the dresser
mirror. Without even looking at me she said " I'm gonna soak
for a while, dinner is on the stove. You go ahead and eat,
I'm not hungry anymore". 

She began undressing sliding off her short jeans along with
her panties. She pulled her blouse over her shinning blonde
hair and unsnapped her bra releasing her lovely breasts. Her
ass was as firm and toned as ever, her golden brown bush and
slim waist seemed to mock me for all the years I had ignored
how sexy Lynn truly was. As she walked past me I saw that
her nipples were rock hard. She slowly closed the sliding
door without saying a word. I moved to the door trying to
open it but she had locked it. I paused for a second then
and knocked. Lynn shouted at me, " I need to be alonejust
go away!" 

I was confused. Maybe I had misread her interest in Cooter
and she was really upset about it. What if she was going to
harm herself in there? I didn't feel confident enough to
bother her again realizing I was already in the doghouse
with her. Then I remembered the sky light over the tub. It
was dark getting dark outside so I decided to sneak up there
on the roof and crawl to the opening. I dashed through the
house to the garage, grabbed the ladder and went to the side
of the house. I climbed to the roof and stepped slowly
across the shingles to the skylight then knelt down on my
hands and knees. I poked my head just slightly over it and
saw Lynn under me in the tub with the water running. She was
sitting forward in the tub with her legs crossed. I noticed
there was no plug in the tub and she was leaning toward the
spout adjusting the water with her hands. 

  I was glad to see she wasn't hurting herself. After I was
sure she would be ok, I decided to get off the roof. As I
started to scoot back I saw her raise her legs and scoot her
ass up under the water.  She laid flat on her back with Her
feet crossed over the top of the water spiket letting the
water fall directly between her legs onto her cunt. I stared
in bewilderment as Lynn arched her back, allowing the warm
bead between her legs. She pulled her labia apart with an
index finger from each hand then rolled her eyes back into
her head. She began to tremble as the water danced on her
clit. My dick got rock hard watching her grind her hips as
she masturbated. The look on Lynn's face was totally
uninhibited as she pleasured herself. 

At first, I was relieved to know that our problem had not
effected her as badly as I'd feared. Then it hit me. She was
thinking of Cooter! My dick went limp in my hands as I
realized she was in there fantasizing about that big black
cock. It began to lightly rain as I watched her continue
pleasuring herself. Through the drops of water I could see
her reach back for something then place it on her stomach.
It was a small jar of Vaseline. She kept her clit right
under the spout as she  opened the jar. Her fingers trembled
as she dug into the Vaseline removing a large amount. The
rain grew heavier and her image grew blurry, but I could see
her ease her hand towards her crotch and work the Vaseline
into her cunt. She placed two fingers inside her gash, then
three, then four. She moved her hips up and down, grinding
her pussy into her fingers. 

Before long the rain had become a downpour.  I tried to see
Lynn through the beads of rainwater but lost her for a
moment. I leaned over and pulled the edge of my shirt out
over the skylight. The rain increased even more and I could
hear thunder in the distance as I looked down trying to find
Lynn below me. The house shook with the storm as I caught a
glimpse of Lynn through the wash of rain. She had managed to
get her entire hand inside her cunt. Her feet were firmly
crossed over the spout  and her toes curled in tight as she
pulled her ass up off the floor of the tub  into the rushing
stream of water. Lightning lit the night and the bathroom
below me. Lynn's shaking figure blended into the shadows
created by the flashes of light. I watched her use left hand
to hold  her lips open, exposing her clit while she fisted
herself with the other.

Thunder rattled the house again, stirring her just a little.
She glanced up and over the edge of the tub to be sure I
hadn't opened the door. She was unaware I was over her,
seeing everything she was doing.  She must have done this
before and never let me in on it. For a moment I felt
empowered, as if I had managed to participate in something
she had kept from me. None the less I found it distressing
that she had dashed in there to do it right after hearing
that Drew wanted her to screw Cooter. As lighting continued
flashing, I watched Lynn go to work on her cunt digging her
fist into her belly. She turned and faced upward and bit her
bottom lip. Her entire body shook in the lightning as she
arched her back, lifting her pelvic area up towards her fist
as she turned her head to one side. I could see her chest
move up and down, her breasts heaving from side to side with
nipples hard as rocks. Suddenly, she froze tight, lifted her
head and looked down at her swelling stomach and came viol
ently with her entire hand inside her, well past her wrist.

The rain subsided as I snuck down the roof into the garage
to dry off. As I toweled my head and shoulders, her heard
the phone ringing. I ran into the kitchen and snatched the
phone, hoping my uncle was calling. It was Daphne calling to
tell us she was going to be at a friend's house for the
weekend. I said goodbye and put the phone down and sighed. I
didn't speak to Lynn about what I had seen her doing in the
tub. I felt powerless over her and everything else that was
happening. I was by nature very protective and jealous, but
I felt my actions had weakened my standing in her eyes. I
had caused this dilemma and I could not work up the energy
for any self-righteous anger. In short, I felt I deserved
what was happening to me and unfit to challenge her about
her  behavior that evening. 
 
Lynn never come out of the bedroom and was already asleep
when I  crept into our bed. I rolled the covers back and
slid between the sheets. I laid on my side, facing away from
Lynn. She fidgeted a little and I heard her take a deep
breath. "Will you be filming me?" I  was quiet for a moment
the sighed, frustrated with her response to the problem. "
That's what I do". I said sarcastically. She turned and
placed a hand on my shoulder, saying, "I love you Ted". I
wept as I put my hand over hers and told her that I loved
her as well.

I woke early that morning  determined to find the money I
needed. Lynn was asleep when I crept out of bed. I got
dressed quickly and quietly and left the house.  I went
straight to our bank then other banks and loan agencies but
everywhere I went I got the same answer. My debt ration was
already too high for any bank to consider lending me money.
None of my friends had any money to loan me and every member
of my family with the exception of my uncle was broke. I
called my uncle's house several times that day, hoping he
had decided to call earlier, but Juanita said that he had
not.

By that afternoon, I had exhausted every possible source of
money. I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost four
o'clock. I had only four hours till my time was up. At that
time I would be presenting Drew with the money or Lynn. The
way things were going I knew I had little chance of avoiding
the second option. I drove home depressed and beaten. As I
pulled into the driveway I noticed Lynn's car was gone. I
walked into the house and threw myself on the couch just
before the phone rang. I sprang to answer it hoping it would
be my Uncle Bob. I grabbed the receiver and answered with my
voice cracking. It wasn't my uncle; it was Lynn's beauty
salon. The lady on the phone told me that she had left her
sunglasses there that morning. "My wife was at the beauty
salon today?' I asked " yes Mr. Griffith, she had her hair
done up real nice, her nails too! Said she had plans for
tonight. She is looking awful sexy! You're a lucky guy ". I
slammed down the phone and threw my hands across the counter
knocking over the cups and dishes.

I decided to browse through my copies of Cooter's encounters
with women hoping to find evidence of his sexually deviant
behavior. I thought that if I could show her how selfish he
was Lynn might not want him like I feared she did. I played
a tape we had made months ago where a guy had brought his
wife to us then left anxious and distressed. I caught the
expression on his face on tape as the door closed. He only
owed Drew a few thousand but couldn't come up with the cash.
His wife was one of those soccer mom types and had just had
a baby a few weeks before that evening. I had seen her with
her baby recently at one of my daughter's school plays. I
remember salivating at her huge swollen breasts. There were
quite a few other eyes on her that night, especially when
she decided to nurse the baby right in her auditorium seat. 

Anyway, Cooter was into her for the better part of half an
hour before her husband showed back up and knocked on the
door. It turned out that he had found the money and wanted
Drew to let his wife come home with him. While he was
speaking at the door with Drew, it became obvious by his
disturbed expression that he could hear Cooter grinding  and
grunting. He had been too late to save his wife from Cooter.
He that directly behind Drew, Cooter was already pounding
away at his wife. He tried to glance over Drew's shoulder as
Cooter sucked her nipples, drawing milk from her swollen
rock hard breasts and letting it flow all over her chest.
She glanced longingly at the door where her husband stood
speaking with Drew. Cooter didn't miss a single stroke as
the guy begged Drew to let his wife leave with him. 

Cooter had finally had enough of the visitor and began
taunting him, making remarks about how great his wife's
pussy felt. That poor guy stood trembling as Cooter
continued, "Damn nice of that baby of yours to loosen this
pussy up for old Cooter (pant)And this titty milk is sooo
sweet!" I remember laughing to myself at the time, enjoying
the humiliation the guy must of felt. He just stood there
helplessly as Drew gave the money back and closed the door.
The scene was a favorite of all of ours, but I regretted
thinking it was erotic now that I was at the opposite end of
Drew's lustful power trip.

I was sure that if I showed Lynn that scene she would hate
Cooter. A short time later, she arrived home. Her hair
looked great and her fingernails were painted deep red. I
confronted her about the appointment and demanded to know
why she had made it today of all days.  She placed a pointed
her finger on my chest and told me that she had made that
appointment weeks ago and I was being an asshole. "This
isn't my doing Ted" she reminded me." I didn't set out to
fuck this guy! I am simply settling a bet that YOU made!" I
took her hand and walked her into the living room. I told
her that I wanted her to see for herself how mean spirited
Cooter could be. 

She sat on the couch as I started the tape. Unfortunately, I
had not rewound it and the scene she saw was after the
husband had left again. It showed a close up of Cooter's
cock, fully erect, deeply penetrating the soccer mom. I
started to rewind it, but the remote's batteries must of
gone dead. I started to stand and rewind the tape manually
but Lynn grabbed my hand, saying "My Gawd! You weren't
kidding about the size of his cock were you?" Her eyes were
glued to the set watching Cooter's black cock tear into the
women. The problem was, it didn't show the look on the poor
gals face; that's what I wanted Lynn to notice. All she
could see was cock and cunt going at each other. I had to
admit the scene was awesome from that angle. Cooter's cock
was at it's full glory, veins swelled to capacity and
polished with the white woman's own fuck juices. Cooter had
her legs spread wide, holding them back as her feet flew
about in the air. His cock was swollen to its widest girth,
stretching those aching pussy lips far apart with each deep
thrust. I had fucked up again.

Lynn watched with excitement as Cooter continued to drive
his thick black cock into that pussy. Even her asshole was
spread and puckered outward as he plowed into her cunt. The
scene changed to another view; a shot I took a few feet
away. It was a scene I took from Cooter's back and
shoulders. His shoulder covered her face from her nose down,
showing only the soccer mom's eyes; open wide. Lynn mistook
the expression, thinking the gal was into the fuck, but I
knew better. She jumped up saying she had seen enough. As
she walked out of the living room she said, "I don't know
what you're talking about Ted, that women wasn't trying to
get away from that guy, she looked like she was into it as
much as he was!"

She stopped at the living room door and asked if I was able
to get a hold of my uncle. I shook my head and sighed. She
walked back to me and patted an open hand on my chest. "You
keep trying honey, I think I'll take a little nap". She
kissed me on the lips and hummed as she walked to the
bedroom  She paused  for a second and said, "Just in case
Ted he wants us there at eight right?"  I nodded then
watched her bouncing as she disappeared into the dark
hallway. 

I sat in the living room for the next few hours just looking
at the walls. I called my uncle's house three times but
there was no answer. At 7:00 that evening I could hear Lynn
in the bedroom. I listened in agony as she got ready for the
evening ahead. I heard water run, drawers open and close and
the sound of her hair dryer. She was getting herself clean
and smooth for Cooter. She walked by me on the way to the
laundry room wearing her bra and no panties, only black lace
nylons up to the top of her thighs and clipped to her waist.
She smiled and said " I hope my panties are dry. That dryer
is so unreliable. What time you got Ted?" I gazed at my
watch and said "7:35, I'll be out in the car". As Lynn put
on the finishing touches to her outfit, I sat out in the car
waiting for her.
 
A few minutes later the front doors opened and out she
sprang. She was wearing a very short black dress with black
high heels. She had her hair up showing off her gorgeous
neck. I remembered our first date in high school and how
pretty she looked coming out of her parent's house with me.
I looked up at the ceiling of the car and shook my head in
disbelief. Tonight I was taking that same sweet girl to
screw another guy. We drove without speaking. She sat there
with the ever-slightest grin on her face, knowing she was
going to be getting some real dick for the first time in
years. I wanted to turn at every intersection and leave
town, leave the problem behind, but I knew it  was pretty
much a done deal at that point. 

We cruised into the motel parking lot and parked .We sat
there in the dark looking straight out the front windshield
without speaking. We were both waiting for the other to open
their door. Each step we had taken that evening had been one
step closer to seeing Lynn being taken by that fucking
animal. There would be only one door to open after we
stepped out of the car. Only a few hundred feet away, Drew
and Cooter sat waiting, anticipating my wife's sex. There
was nothing I could do and no way seemed right. The event
would take its course as Drew wittingly planned from the
time he met Lynn. It was no mistake Drew had allowed me to
get in deep. He was preparing the way to this evening.
Forging a path that would land a well endowed black stallion
right between Lynn's legs.
 
I sighed, opened my door and stood looking up at the room
where we were already supposed to be. Lynn sat in the car
with her face in the rear view mirror checking her make up.
" Shit!" I said, " You're still trying to look good for that
fuck!"  She straightened the mirror and hopped out of the
car. " Easy Ted you're yelling is embarrassing! There are
other people walking around out here! There's a security
guard walking this way. We don't want to draw attention to
what were doing here. Let's just get going." She wasn't
fooling me. In fact, she was almost pushing me towards the
room. I turned and swung in the air in  an act of
desperation. The guard approached us and asked if everything
was ok. He was a short heavyset guy who looked like he liked
playing cop. He looked at Lynn and smiled then turned
towards me and asked if I was having a problem. "Fuck no!" I
answered, "Everything is just fine!" Lynn continued nudging
me towards the stairs saying, "Calm down Ted!" He just stood
there wa tching us go towards the motel room.

We walked up the stairs then down the balcony walkway to the
room. There was  no sound. No lights! Great! I thought
something caused them to cancel. We'll get home and talk to
my uncle, he would of called by now. He'll save my ass! Then
I heard him. "Teddy" I looked to my right and there was Drew
standing in the threshold of the adjacent room." There has
been a room change guy, I guess the air conditioner is down
in that room. Come on in!" My heart sank as Lynn smiled and
took my hand leading me towards Drew. "Hello Drew" she said
softly. "hey-ya kiddo!" He hugged her then let her walk in
ahead of me.
 
As I stepped in, Drew put his hand on my shoulder
whispering" Teddy, it isn't gonna be necessary for you to go
through all this". I asked him what he was saying, did he
except me to sit out in the car? Drew put his mouth next to
my ear and said, "Carlos is back in town and he wants to
earn a few bucks." I stood frozen in the door looking into
the room beyond Drew. I saw Cooter shaking hands with Lynn
who had forgotten I was even there.  The black buck was
speaking so politely with a big smile on his face and acting
like a gentlemen, all the while checking her out. I tried to
step in again and this time Drew stopped me with both hands.
" Listen Ted, you need to stay out of this part. Believe me
I am only doing you a favor guy". Lynn turned towards us
with a look of concern. " You ok with this Ted?" She asked
with a wicked smile. Drew put his arm around me and said,
"Teddy's going to get some ice Lynn that's all".
 
He walked me outside onto the hallway and continued urging
me to leave. "Ted you aren't gonna be able to watch this.
You know old Coots gonna be into her big time in just a
while now. You won't be able to live with it; seeing it go
down". He acted so concerned, so genuine. He was only trying
to be comfortable himself. He knew it would bother him to
have me there. Deep down inside he knew he was doing an evil
thing, but that's what turned Drew on the most. I stood with
my chest against his and said, "Look Drew I'm not leaving
her here with you guys! She is my fucking wife! And I won't
just walk away." Just then I felt something bump me on the
back. I turned and saw a short Mexican guy with a wooden
club. He held it against me saying, " Listen my friend, just
go home, we will call you and tell you when to come back and
pick up your wife, OK?"  Drew grinned at the man then turned
to me saying, "Oh yeah Ted, this is Carlos!"
 	
I stood there frozen as they both backed slowly towards the
room. I could hear Lynn giggling as she and Cooter flirted.
Drew turned and walked right in as Carlos stashed the club
into his trousers, winked at me then closed the door. I
stood outside of that room feeling more alone than I had
ever felt in my life. I ran up to the door but stopped
myself short of bursting in. I could hear Cooter and Lynn
laughing and chatting. I turned and paced the hall, passing
the room several times. Each time I walked by the door I
wanted to slam it open and grab Lynn, but I knew these guys
meant business. I had watched them take wives from their
husbands while they begged for another chance to pay. Now I
knew how they agonized while they waited at home or out in
their cars as the lights dimmed and the camera rolled. Maybe
they paced the outside halls like I was doing, listening to
their sweet wives whimper and weep while that huge cock
plowed into them. 

Suddenly, I remembered that Lynn had her cell phone in her
purse. I could call her and tell her I wasn't being allowed
in the room. I ran to the nearest pay phone and dialed the
number. I got it wrong twice then finally got a ring and an
answer. It was Lynn. I told her what Carlos and Drew had
done, that they were keeping me from her. She paused for a
moment then said, "Yes I know. Drew told me all about it.
I'm sure they did what is best Ted, I got to agree that this
is gonna go to your head if you watch. Besides, I don't
think Cooters gonna hurt me anyway honey. Drew looks like he
wants to get things going Ted, so I better let you go, ok?
Go on home and I'll call you when we're done. Or, maybe you
can go by that burlesque place and say hi to your sweet
little Nicole?" She hung up before I could say a word. I
tried to call back but got a busy signal.

 If there was one thing I feared more that Lynn's longing
for that big cock, it was the fact that she seemed intent on
making things even with me by giving Cooter the grudge
fucking of a lifetime. I threw the phone down and ran back
up the stairs but couldn't find the nerve to knock. I passed
the room for what seemed like the hundredth time, and then I
noticed a small opening in the curtain. I looked around to
see if anyone was in the corridor, then bent down and peeked
into the room. I saw Cooter and Lynn sitting alone on the
bed.  They were talking as Carlos walked about the room
checking his equipment and adjusting lights. 

I watched as Cooter nudged his way closer to Lynn, placing
his hand on her leg just above her knee. Suddenly I heard a
door open. A couple from a few rooms down were stepping out
for the evening. I moved away from the window quickly and
walked away, trying to act unsuspicious. It was ironic that
I hated  what was happening in that room, but knew if I drew
attention to myself, it might mess the entire thing up. I
didn't know what Drew and Cooter would do then. Every other
husband knew when to walk away and leave their wives to
settle things for them, but I couldn't leave Lynn. I
couldn't walk out into that parking lot and go home, knowing
all the time what was happening at that instant. 

After the couple had left I darted back down the hall and
looked into the window again. My heart pounded in my chest
as I saw what was happening.  They were both kissing deeply,
Lynn's arms were wrapped around his huge shoulders and his
hand was working its way up her thigh. Carlos had the camera
rolling and was standing across the room. Cooter ran his
hand right up Lynn's skirt as she spread her legs for him.
It was the first time I had ever seen a woman working with
Cooter; moving aggressively with him towards sex. They both
fell back onto the bed as he lifted her skirt then placed
his hands down her panties and palmed her cunt. In a few
moments, Lynn would be getting the huge dick she always
wanted; the fucking I could not give her. In spite of the
pain I felt watching them together, I felt that I had at
least kept them from excluding me completely. It excited me
to think I would see what all of them wanted to keep me from
seeing. Cooter worked his hand out of Lynn's panties and beg
an unbuttoning her dress. Lynn reached for Cooter's crotch,
rubbing the huge bulge between his legs.  Just then, a hand
blurred by my face. It was Drew adjusting  the curtain. I
don't know if he knew I was there or maybe he was only being
cautious. My heart pounded heavy in my chest and my body
shook uncontrolled panic.  I watched in agony, as the gap in
the curtain grew smaller. The last thing I remember seeing
was Lynn's hand inside Cooter's pants as she kissed her way
down his chest towards his belly, moving her head towards
Cooter's swollen cock. I gnashed my teeth and put my hands
over my head in utter desperation as the curtain closed
completely!
