Chapter 3

Suddenly the car stopped and we were in front of a night club.

Surprised to find out there was a club this size in the town where I lived.

Didn't know this place existed until this very moment.

The valet looked to be a college student. He opened my door and as slid off the seat my short skirt went up over my thighs. This young man caught a view of me without any panties or thong.

How embarrassed I was when he helped me from the SUV.

Just a young boy no older than my daughter who was also in college.

Stan came around to take my arm and walk me to the entrance. Looks like every one here knew Stan as they all called him by name.

"Come here often with your whore's?" I said to him. The way I said it he took it that I was jealous or something.

I wasn't jealous or maybe I was but I shouldn't care because he wasn't my husband. I don't even like the bastard.

My mind was reeling again as we walked into the club and found a table in the corner.

I sat in the center of the half moon booth and Stan sat to my left. I wasn't long before the waitress was there in front of us waiting for an order. "My usual Lisa" Stan told the waitress. "And for you Mrs.Lucky?" the waitress said.

"Lucky?" I said aloud. "Sure Lucky to have Stan at your side" the waitress said back to me.

"Now don't fight over me ladies" Stan said with a big smile of conceit.

"You can both have me anytime you like" he said as arrogant as ever.

With that he kissed me and reached for Lisa to bend over for a kiss. Lisa wasted no time at all. She was all over him.

After some kissing and a little feel here and there Stan ordered me a drink and sent Lisa on her way.

While she was gone Stan started again with me as he did in the airport. Pulling my breasts and unbuttoning my sweater. Before Lisa returned my sweater was open enough to see my bra and my deep cleavage.

Running his hand up my thigh and between my legs I felt his fingers at my pussy lips.

My nipples became erect and were pushing through the thin material of my sheer bra.

Lisa returned with the drinks and looked me over then said "Nice very nice" then winked at me.

Stan took her by the waist and pulled her towards us.

I want you girls to kiss and make up right now. Lisa laying over Stan leaned over to touch her lips to mine. As she kissed me I felt her tongue on my lips pushing to enter my mouth.

I held my lips tight together but Stan seen this and he shoved a finger into me that made me yelp and as I opened my mouth Lisa pushed her tongue inside.

As her tongue was searching my mouth by body began to react to tongue and Stan's fingers.

My mind was reeling again. Why am I enjoying this? IM a happily married faithful to my husband wife.

This day is taking a toll on me. It seems I'M being transformed into a slut. And the worse part of this whole transformation is that I'M not fighting back like I did at first.

I don't want this but every time I turn around Stan is humiliationg me and using my body as his property.

I was brought back to the present when Stan removed his fingers from me and slid them into Lisa's sucking mouth. My juices were on his fingers and Lisa went cleaning them with her mouth and running her tongue into my mouth between intervals. Here I was tasting myself from Lisa's tongue.

As Lisa finished sucking Stan's fingers she removed her tongue and told me she will see me later then kissed my lips and left.

Just as she left a man came to our table and shook Stan's hand before sitting nest to me.

"Junior this is Terry and Terry this is Junior" Stan said in his introduction.

Junior looked me over and said "Very nice, very nice indeed Stanley. Tucker will be very pleased."

"Tucker? Who the hell is Tucker" I yelled toward Stan.