Chapter 4

The next five weeks were glorious from my standpoint. Chuck had been so turned on by watching Mark fuck me that he wanted me to do it again. I had Mark back on Thursday and spent three hours with him while my hubby watched from the closet. As he was getting ready to leave Mark asked me when he could see me again and that is when I gave him the bad news:

"You can't lover. It has been a blast and I have loved every minute of it, but I told you going in that I wasn't looking for a relationship, just an experience."

Saturday we went to a party and I let Jack Malloy talk me into going outside for some fresh air. We did some heavy necking and it turned into a grope session with him getting a finger in my pussy and my giving his cock a few strokes. I told him I couldn't do anything there because Chuck was around, but if he wanted to stop by my house on Tuesday when Chuck was at a business meeting maybe we could get something going. I let him have me Tuesday and again on Thursday and then I told him goodbye.

That set the pattern for the coming weeks. A party on Saturday or Sunday to pick out my next lover who got to enjoy me (and me him) on two nights during the coming week and then he was gone and I was looking forward to the next party. Chuck was in a constant state of arousal and I was getting more sex from him in a week than I got in the three months prior to starting our watching arrangement.

There was just one problem — the more cock I got the more I wanted! I spent my days at work wanting cock. I wanted cock in my pussy, cock in my ass and cock in my mouth and some days I didn't want to wait until I could get home to Chuck or my lover of the week. I began to visit the bookstore regularly on my lunch hour. I know I was stretching it, but I didn't believe that I was cheating on Chuck as long as I didn't take a cock in my pussy or ass. Not that I did a lot of cock sucking; it had to be a really nice one for me to do that, but almost every day at lunch some guy got his cock worked on by my hand while I masturbated. One day I even took a long lunch and jacked off three and sucked off one.

I was out of control and I knew it, but the charge I got out of leaving that booth and walking through a store with several men standing around in it and not having the slightest idea which of them I'd just done was out of sight. It was destructive behavior and only God knows what would have happened to me had I not had an unbelievable stroke of luck. Cathy, one of the girls I work with came up to me just before lunch one day and asked me if I was up for some excitement. It turns out that her brother was a cop and he told Cathy they were going to raid the bookstore that was close to where she worked and that if she just happened to be in the area of 11^th and Sutton around twelve-fifteen she could watch it go down.

"Why would they raid an adult bookstore?" I asked.

"Joe says they received a tip that there is a hooker working in the arcade. You want to go with me?"

"It sounds like fun, but I have several errands that I have to run so I'll have to take a pass."

No way was I going to be anywhere that corner. I could just see the cops leading out someone in hand cuffs and have the guy suddenly see me across the street and yell, "There she is, over there, the blonde in the blue coat — that's her!" That put and end to my lunchtime fun, but still left me with the want — the hunger — and no way to do anything about it during the day.

That weekend Chuck took me to the next step. We were going to a party at the home of one of the guys he worked with. On the drive over Chuck said, "You feel like a change of pace baby?"

"What kind of change?"

"I told you way back at the beginning that my fantasy started out as me watching you with another man, but that it changed into me wanting to see you with several men."

"I remember."

"I'd like to see you do two tonight."

"You want me to take two out to the car?"

"No, not the car. Either during the party or after we will go to a bedroom with Tony and Roy."

"Tony and Roy? I take it from the way you are talking that you won't be in the closet this time?"

"No, this time I get to play too."

"So we aren't really talking two, we are talking three?"

"Yeah, three of us."

Jesus Chuck, I don't know about this."

"Why not?"

"I don't know if I can do three. Up till now all I've ever done is one. Doing one is no different than just doing it with you. And I don't know Tony or Roy. Up till now I've only done it with guys I know and feel I can trust to keep their mouths shut."

"Tony and Roy will keep quiet about it. They haven't ever said a word about what they do with Alice at Randy's poker games."

"Are they expecting it to happen?"

"No, they are hoping, but I told them that I hadn't talked with you about it yet. I told them that I thought you might, but I didn't promise."

"Well I'm not going to promise anything either. We will have to see how things go after I meet them."

I was not going to miss my trips to the adult bookstore. My new problem was going to be keeping myself from spreading myself on my desk at work and taking on all comers. By the time Tony, Roy and Chuck got through with me I was hooked! It was like one long continuous orgasm as the three men took me one after the other for almost three hours. I had a cock in me almost all the time. One would finish and then he would get out of the way and make room for the next. Two men were always standing there and stroking themselves to get hard again while the third was pounding away at my pussy and making me scream. It was the first time in my life that I had a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy at the same time and I loved it. Tony wanted to try my ass while Roy was in my mouth and Chuck was fucking my pussy, but I wasn't quite ready for that yet.

"Maybe next time lover" I told him. And there was going to be a next time — a lot of next times — I would make damned sure of that.

We were no sooner in the car for the ride home when Chuck said:

"What did you think? It sure looked like you enjoyed yourself."

"Is that your way of asking me if I'll do it again?"

"You did seem to have a good time."

"Of course I had a good time, but that doesn't necessarily mean that I want to do it again."

"Why not, as long as you liked it."

"I liked it, but that doesn't mean that I'm not feeling guilty."

"Guilty about what?"

"Have you forgotten all about the vows I took when we got married?"

"Come on baby, that isn't anything to feel guilty over. All of those words just boil down to one thing — that you will be mine until death do us part. Nothing you have done changes that. You are mine and always will be mine and I know it. No matter what we do that won't change. There is something else that's bugging you, what is it?"

"You won't like it."

"How do you know?"

"I know you Chuck, that's how I know."

"You brought it up sweetie, now you have to tell me or it will just bug me and I'll have to bug you until you spill the beans."

"It bothers me that it is all one sided Chuck. Counting tonight I have done eight different guys for you, but so far you haven't even hinted that you might do what I told you my fantasy was."