Chapter 28: Watching Her Come Undone

Sarah’s voice cracked as a deep groan escaped her lips, “Oh my God. No. Oh my God, Ryan, please. You’re so big. God, you’re so deep. Oh my God. Please, please go slow, I’m sore.”

My cock jerked in sympathy to Sarah’s protestations, and Roxie stopped moving her hand for a moment, while she looked at me and held on tightly to my hardness.

“You really like this, don’t you?” she asked. “You somehow got even harder the moment that moan escaped your wife’s lips. The Company really got it right when checking you and Sarah out. She is going to be a perfect addition and a huge asset to the Company, and you will enjoy it, which makes this whole process so much easier.”

I did not reply as I watched Ryan begin to move inside my wife. Slowly at first, then picking up speed, his thrusts growing harder and faster. The sound of skin slapping on skin got louder and was accompanied by an expulsion of air from her vagina each time he pushed in, and a wet, slurping noise when he pulled back out. She still was holding her head up, but I could see tears again flowing down her cheeks, and I could see she was trying to control herself. To hold back and contain the gasps and groans from pleasure she was feeling. I also knew how embarrassed she got whenever her pussy made any noises like that. Normally, she would make me stop and change positions because of how much she hated it when her body made those noises. I knew she would be feeling utterly humiliated right now, but she stayed there and let Ryan continue using her.

Soon, however, any embarrassment or shame she might be feeling was pushed aside and lost in her growing pleasure. Her moans grew louder and more frequent. The noise carried to us through the open window, and I could see from her expression that she was fighting herself not to show Ryan how much she was enjoying what he was doing. She was losing that fight, and her head dropped. I could see her mouth wide open, and her eyes closed. She became lost in whatever she was feeling during this degrading and humiliating situation.

Roxie’s hand slid under my waistband. Her fingers wrapped around me fully. She stroked. “I am glad you stayed to watch. She is going to cum for him again soon, and I know you want to see it.”

I did. I hated that I did, and my eyes stayed glued to the action in front of me.

“So what now?” I asked, trying again to get more information from her, hoping the excitement of the situation might lead her to tell me more than she would under normal circumstances. I needed to keep her talking and understand more if we were ever going to have a chance of escaping the situation we found ourselves in. “So Sarah becomes your sexual plaything? How long will this go on? Where does it end?”