[Insider] Detestable Liaisons 3 Alpha Draft

Hey friends. Finally getting this one out to you. I had some car troubles the past little bit which threw a curve ball into my writing time but I woke up extra, extra early this morning before the sun came up to get this over the finish line for you all.

Next week, I'll open up another short story poll to see what gets written next. As far as Detestable Liaisons goes, I have two more chapters outlined. Those will likely end this series (if that's what gets voted on).

Anyway, I know you enjoy hearing from me, but you would much rather read my erotic writing instead of hearing about my car troubles. As always, this is the Alpha draft that just got completed literally two minutes ago. It's full of typos, grammar issues, and other errors that I'll clean up later this month.

Here you are:

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Chapter 3

The sound of the hotel room door shutting woke me up. I tried to keep my eyes closed but the sun from the window and someone shuffling around the room made my brain turn on. My eyes snapped open and I sat up, wondering if Archer was in the room. Instead I was treated to the view of my sexy wife wearing just sexy white silk robe that stopped mid-thigh carrying a tray of something that smelled heavenly.

Coffee and breakfast for the two of us.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. Well, I was about to wake you. I got room service for us, coffee and breakfast,” Courtney smiled as she set the tray down on the end table between our beds and sat down. Her hair was pulled back into a quick bun. Even though it looked a little messy she was still drop dead gorgeous.

“Lucky bellhop,” I said reaching over and grabbing the coffee, “Got to see you dressed like that.”

“His eyes did linger,” Courtney said as she bit her toast, “I was going to head down to the restaurant and get us food but I was afraid my legs might buckle on the way after last night.”

Swallowing the coffee felt great but the effects were muted by Courtney staring at me, waiting for me to say something. Finally I mustered the courage.

“Last night was something,” I started, trying to find the words, “It was pretty intense.”

“I’ll say,” Courtney rubbed the back of her neck, her eyes unfocused, likely thinking about the night before, “Our mystery man sure did a good job. I think I passed our right away.”

I shoved a piece of toast into my mouth so I wouldn’t have to respond. Knowing that Courtney enjoyed getting fucked by Archer, her work nemesis made by stomach turn and my cock wake up.

“I didn’t know. I mean I didn’t think that you’d,” Courtney looked at me, causing my heart to skip a beat, “That you picked a black guy to be our mystery man.”

The original mystery man was not black. Archer just happened to luck his way into filling in. “Is that okay?” I asked.

“Yeah, no, its fine,” Courtney said smiling at me reassuringly, “I could tell by his voice last night. I just didn’t expect it, I pictured someone else in my head I guess.”

“Hmm, well surprise, I guess,” I shrugged my shoulders desperate for the topic to change, afraid she would ask more questions about her mystery man and discover what I had done.

“Speaking of surprises,” Courtney looked at me like she was ready to jump in the bed and fuck me, “What did he mean about tonight? That you two had something planned for me?”

I could feel my heart beating loudly in my chest. I was simultantously wondering if Courtney could hear it and if I was having heart palpatations. I had no idea what the fuck Archer was talking about but I didn’t want to seem like I was out of control. So I tried to put on my sexiest voice and said, “You’ll just have to wait and see.”

Courtney raised an eyebrow at me, intrigued. Arousal painted her face. I wondered what she was going to do next. In an effort to save myself from further questions I tried to smoothly change the subject, “But thats tonight. What about today? What are you plans?”

Courtney’s features hardened and she switched from bedroom mode into business mode. She took a last long sip of her coffee before standing up, “Well I’m going to try to corner that Tanner guy again and make sure he goes back home tomorrow knowing what my company can offer him and his clients. Besides that I have meetings set up with some different associations to see if I can get to our target clients through them. There are also a few other minor vendors I want to open dialogues with to see if we can partner up somehow. They might already have clients that we’d like to secure, so if we can work together, win-win. I guess today is all about forging new relationships.”

“You’re amazing,” I said staring at her impressed, “I would hate to be going up against you. You’re going to crush it today.”

“I know,” She said moving towards the bathroom, “I think its going to be a good one. I did get a great night’s sleep last night so I’m well rested. Babe, I’m just going to jump in the shower, I slept in a little later that I planned and I need to get going.”

“Sure baby,” I reached for my phone on the table, “I’ll be here when you get out.”

Courtney blew me a kiss and disappered behind the bathroom door. I quickly got out of bed and looked around the room for the keycard I let Archer use last night. I couldn’t find it. It wasn’t here. I opened the messaging app on my phone and texted Archer.

M: Do you have my keycard?

***

My phone finally buzzed, letting me know that a new message came in. Courtney had already left to hit the show floor. I was still getting ready and brushing me teeth when I swiped open my phone to read the message. It was from Archer.

A: Yeah my bad, sorry I had it in my pocket.

A: I can meet you in the exhibition area around 1pm and give it to you.

I quickly responded back.

M: Sure, see you then.

By the time I got down to the showfloor I was a nervous wreck. Meeting up with Archer felt really risky. At least none of Courtney’s coworkers would be here to potentially see us. No one would ask why her husband was talking to a one of their chief rivals. But I didn’t know Courtney’s schedule or where she would be. If she happened to stumble upon us and put two and two together…

At 1PM I was sitting outside the exhibition hall waiting for Archer. I kept watching for him and Courtney. It would have been a great time to get the keycard back but by 1:15 Archer still hadn’t showed. I sent him a text.

M: Hey I’m here, where are you?

A couple minutes later he finally responded.

A: Sorry, got pulled into back to back meetings. Not sure I can still meet. We’re going to offsite dinners after this. How about we meet at the same spot we did last night and I’ll give you back the key then?

I felt my face go red but there wasn’t much I could do. Still, I stood up and started to walk the show floor. Maybe I could find Archer before he went off to dinner and get the key from him. As I turned a corner I saw Courtney walking out of a room alongside a crowd of people. Some talk must had just ended. She looked incredibly sexy in a form fitting sleeveless blue dress. It was a conservative cut, there wasn’t any clevage with the top of the dress going up to her neck and the bottom going past her knees. But her body and curves in a form fitting dress like that was anything but conservative. Not to mention those sexy high heels she was wearing. She seemed like sex incarnate walking the show floor of the actuary conference. Everyone at the conference would know who she was by the end of it.

Several men and some women seemed to agree with my assessment. I watched heads turn and eyes follow her hot body. Courtney seemed to quicken her pace and I watched her slide up alongside an older heavyset man and start talking while they walked. It looked like it was Tanner, the white whale prospect she was trying to land.

I suddenly felt the need to get out of the building and breath. I found an exit and walked out and took in the fresh air. I couldn’t be in that building any longer. I decided to walk around and look for a quiet spot to grab a drink. After a few minutes I found a small dive bar and went in and ordered a bar. Waiting for the bartender to finish my drink, I opened my phone and read Archer’s message again. I finally responded back.

M: Okay, tonight same spot but nothing else after.

***

“Do you think this outfit looks appropriate for my surprise?” Courtney said coming out of the bathroom. Hearing my wife’s voice caused me to look up from my phone as I sat on the bed.

“Holy fucking shit,” I mumbled staring at my wife’s body. Gone was the tight blue dress she had been wearing all day. Now she was dressed for sex. She was wearing a black strapless bra and looked like a mini-corset. It went down into a V over her belly button with some llight lace material. Her legs had black thigh high stockings with a garter that went up over her stomach. Thin little black panties rested under the garters.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Courtney said as she twirled around, giving me a great view of how her ass looked in her panties. They weren’t quite a thing in the back but they made her ass look amazing. My wife walked over to the table across the room and poured herself a large glass of wine. After taking a long sip she bent over at the waist and opened the mini-fridge and took out a six pack of beer. She handed me two and left the rest on the counter.

“For our mystery man and you later when you come back up,” she said. I quickly cracked my beer and started to down the cold golden goodness. I had no idea what the hell I was going to do tonight for Courtney’s surprise. When I got the card back from Archer I would come up and pretend to be her mystery man but I’m not sure if that would count as a surprise.

Courtney took another long drink and swayed her body to music only she could hear. She looked at me seductively over the rim of her wine glass, “What time are you going downstairs to get him?”

I checked my watch. It was 9:50 PM. Archer was meeting me down at the bar for 10pm like last time, “I’ll be down there in 10 minutes.”

My wife swallowed the last of her wine. “Soon then,” she walked back to the table and poured herself another wine glass. I couldn’t think of anything to say to her. My mouth was dry and I was speechless. She looked incredible and I just wanted to be alone with her. Courtney was leaning back against the table, her chest pushed out. I took another drink of my beer and was surprised that I had already finished it.

“Imagine if all those people you talked to today could see you like this,” I finally managed to speak as I opened my second beer.

Courtney chuckled, bit her lip and looked at me hard, “I’m sure they wouldn’t have been interested in talking. They might have wanted something else.”

Her words made my dick instantly hard. Whenever she talked dirtly like this, it always drove me crazy. I got off the bed and made my way over to her. Pressing my body up against hers I kissed her deeply. Courtney’s tongue slid into my mouth and we kissed hard while I rubbed my cock against her.

When I finally broke the kiss and came up for breath, Courtney grabbed my wrist and looked at my watch, “You’d better get down there. Don’t want to keep our mystery man waiting.”

She took another long gulp of her wine, finishing her second glass. I watched her pour another before moving to the bed and retrieving the black satlin blindfold. She layed herself back onto the middle of the bed, put the blindfold on and took another sip of her wine.

I took one last mental image of my wife, finished my second beer and left the room. My plan was simple. Get the keycard, come back up and make sweet love to my wife. I reached the bar downstairs at 10:00 PM on the dot and didn’t see any signs of Archer.

Deciding to sit at the bar, I ordered another beer and text Archer.

M: I’m here

This time he was quick to respond.

A: Just running a bit late. Be there in a second.

If Archer took too long, the wine might have hit Courtney by the time I got back up to the room. She could be asleep passed out with the blindfold on her face. That would be a great out for me, not having to fullfill any surprise and let her think she missed it because she fell asleep.

As I sipped on my new beer, I could feel my senses mellowing and a nice buzz begin to take its place in my head. I enjoyed the beer and let my mind wander. Eventually I realized that Archer still hadn’t shown up. Checking my phone, ten minutes had already gone by. Frustrated I text him again.

M: Hey, whats the hold up?

I finished the beer and debated order another. I didn’t want to start one and then have Archer show up and give me the key, only for me to need to wait and finish my beer before heading back up to Courtney. I decided that I could always chug it and deal with the consequences later. I ordered another beer and began drinking it.

Five minutes later and another empty glass in front of me, Archer still hadn’t shown up. Now I was pissed. My sexy ass wife was waiting upstairs for me and here I was waiting on some asshole to drop off my keycard. The alcohol flowing through my veins gave me a little extra liquid courage to write him a nasty text.

M: what the ffuck? where thr hell areyou?

I stared at my phone waiting for the three little dots to pop up but they never did. Fuck it. I was done waiting for him. No wonder his company was so shitty, their lead sales guy couldn’t even keep their appointments.

I paid out my tab and left the bar. I stumbled more than once as I walked across the lobby to the elevator. It wasn’t until I got up and started moving that I realized how hard the beers had already hit me.

After double checking I was getting out on the right floor, I walked back to my room. I would knock and let Courtney know that something came up with the mystery man. Loud rythimic music was coming from one of the rooms in the hall. It was hard to discern from where with my senses dulled from the beer.

I stopped in front of what I was positive was my room and knocked. Several seconds went by and Courtney didn’t answer. I knocked again louder, in case she had fallen asleep. At this point my senses caught up with my body and I realized that the music was coming from behind the door.

Blinking, I double checked this was the right room number. It was our room for sure, my drunk brain confirmed it. I leaned forward and pressed my ear up to the door. Over the loud beat of the music I swore I could hear a woman moaning. I knocked again, this time as hard as I could.

Still no answer. Wondering what to do, an idea finally struck me. I stumbled back down the hallway to the elevator and leaned against the wall until the doors opened on the lobby. I checked my watch as I crossed towards the conceriege desk. It was almost 10:40pm already.

No one was behind the counter. I had to ring that stupid bell thing until a weary looking middle aged man came out from the back room.

“Hi, I’m Harry Thomas from three-twelve,” I said as I leaned on the counter for balance. I slide my wallet out and thumbed through my cards until I found my ID. I slid it across the counter to the man, “I lost my room card, I was hoping you might be able to get me a new one.”

The man looked me up and down, clearing apprasing my current state. “Of course, just give me one moment.”

It felt like an entirently but the man eventually vaidated me and got me a new card, “Would you wife be needing one too?”

“No,” I said turning and trying to walk in a straight line back to the elevator, “She’s good.”

***

It seemed to take an eternity for the elevator doors to open. When they did I squeezed through them, my shoulder hitting the one door accidently. I stepped off and hurried down the hallway, frantically looking for my room. I couldn’t find it. The numbers didn’t make any sense. Everything in this hallway had rooms starting with four. I went back to where the elevators were and rushed down another hallway but again all the rooms here were in the four hundreds. It took me a second to realize I must have gotten off on the wrong floor.

I turned back around and headed to the elevators. They were taking forever so I found the door to the stairs and headed down a level. I slipped going down and had to catch myself on the railing. When I finally got to the next landing I burst through the door and recognized where I was. I headed down the right hallway and could hear the thumping of the music growing louder. I knew I was heading in the rigth direction. Room 312 came up quickly and I took a deep breath before putting my new keycard up to the lock. The light flashed green and I heard the lock disengage.

Pushing the door open the music seemed to get louder. Rythmic thumping of the song’s bass seemed to hit my body as I closed the door behind me. I coudn’t see the bed yet but I could feel the warmth in the room and smell the sweat. Archer was clearly in here fucking Courtney. That bastard. Now in the room I could hear Courtney’s muffled moans even more clearly. On the dresser was a wine bottle, Courtney’s wine glass and a couple a few cans of beer. Those weren’t the ones I had earlier.

I looked at myself in the mirror, momentarily paralyzed by what I would find around the corner. I had to see it. I passed the bathroom and stepped around the corner of the room to see what was happening. I stumbled back, my drunk brain not understadning what I was seeing at first.

Courtney was on the bed on all fours. Archer was kneeling in front of her, thrusting his black cock into her mouth while she moaned around it. What made my brain skip a beat was that there was someone else in the room. Another man was standing behind Courtney, fucking her from behind.

My brain eventually caught up to the surreal sights in front of me. The guy had pale white skin, his skin hanging limply off his arms while a fat gut sat on the back of Courtney’s perfect ass. It was that guy, Tanner, the one Courtney had been pursuing and trying to close on this trip. Each time he thrust into her, his old skin jiggled.

Tanner’s face was beet red, focused and determined staring down at my young blindfolded wife. His fat hands were holding her hips, as her ass cheeks shook as she thrust back onto his crotch. I took a step forward to do something as my brain tried to piece together how this happened.

Then Courtney moaned. Even with Archer’s cock deep in her mouth her moan filled the room, competing with the loud music. She was loving every second of this. I froze in place but I was closer to the bed.

Tanner and Archer both looked up, noticing me for the first time. Tanner looked at Archer who nodded to him. An ugly yellow grin broke out on Tanner’s face as he looked at me again. Then he turned his attention back to Courtney.

“Mhmmmmm,” My wife moaned around Archer’s cock. I didn’t know what was causing that effect. Tanner’s cock, Archer’s or the fact that she was getting double teamed for the first time in her life, fullfilling a long standing fantasy of hers.

I followed Tanner’s eyes down to my wife. She was a mess. Her strapless corset had been tugged down to her stomach, her perfect breasts swaying freely as she was getting fucked. Her panties were off, I had no idea where they were. The garters were unclipped, dangling off her body. Her hair didn’t look as picturesque as it had earlier, now it looked like someone who had been having wild sex. At least her blindfold was still in one piece on her face.

Suddenly Courtney pulled back from Archer’s cock. I watched as his large cock fell out of her mouth as she dropped her head, trying to catch her breath, “Holy fuck. Ah fuck. God.”

Tanner gritted his teeth but stayed silent. His face and chest were red and sweat was dripping down his body. This was probably the most physical exertion the man had done in the last ten years.

“Sounds like you like the surprise huh?” Archer reached down and pulled Courtney’s face up towards him.

“God. Mhmmmmm. Fuck. Yes. It’s good. So good.” Courtney moaned. Archer brushed his finger across her lips and her tongue instinctively darted out to lick it.

“Uh. Ah. Mhmmmm. Gaa.” Courtney moaned, her ass slapping against the skin of Tanner’s thighs. Tanner’s fingers moved onto Courtney’s ass, digging into them, likely to leave a mark. The guy looked like he was already gased, like he could pass out at any minute. He wasn’t saying anything but the sound of him breathing hard was unmistakable.

Archer smiled at me and nodded. Like I was a co-conspirator in his scheme. Maybe I was but I hadn’t known about this. I didn’t plan it. But I wasn’t stopping it either. I felt myself getting light headed. I grabbed a water bottle from the mini-fridge and sat down on the chair next to the bed, my mind still reeling. Should I try to stop this? If I did Courtney would take off her blindfold. How would she react to having Archer, her nemesis and their white whale client both naked with her? She would be abosolutely livid and I didn’t know what would happen afterwards.

Tanner was beginning to gasp for breath. The old man was reaching his limit. It seemed like he was trying to hold onto this moment of fucking my wife. The woman who had been pursuing him for months. He wanted to relish every second of beind inside of her but his body just couldn’t keep up.

He pulled back from my wife as she continued to thrust back in search of his missing cock. Tanner’s long skinny cock dropped out of her. He wasn’t wearing a condom. Fuck. I should have known better.

I knew I needed to sober up. To make better choices here but the alcohol still had me spinning. I could feel my dick getting hard beneath my pants. Whenever I drank it seemed like my brain justified my fanasties easier.

“Uhhhhhh,” Sarah moaned in disappointment, her hips swaying back and forth looking for Tanner’s cock. For some reason the idea of a discovery channel program flashed into my head, how some animals move back and forth like that to signal their interest for mating. The overwieght man plopped himself onto the bed, one hand on his chest as he tried to catch his breath. He looked like a lobster, his skin was so flush.

Archer pulled Courtney up into a kneeling position in front of him. He held onto her face with both hands and planted his lips on hers. I watched his tongue part her lips and dart into her mouth. Worse was seeing her tongue extend and dance with his as they kissed. Their lips seeming to melt together, craving the other.

Courtney’s hand had found Archer’s cock and was already stroking it. I had been busy watching their lips. When did she do that? She was running her hand up and down his large black shaft, exploring every inch of it.

I gulped. Now would be a good time to interupt and see if I could put a stop to things. Courtney didn’t have a cock inside of her. I could just tell them I had a change of heart and ask the guys to leave. Surely they wouldn’t try anything after that…

Archer pulled Courtney closer to his body while lowering both of them onto the bed. Courtney was on her back and Archer was positioning himself between her legs. They were still kissing passionately, Courtney’s fingers alternating between running through his patchy beard and stroking the back of his bald head.

It was now or never if I was going to stop this. I stood up quickly and immediately the room began to spin. Blinking, I fell back into the chair.

“Ahhhh,” Courtney moaned. It was too late. Archer’s cock was inside of my wife again. I watched as his overweight frame dipped down, his hips thrusting into her. Court’s stocking clad legs were already wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. Not wanting to let him get away.

The old man Tanner just sat there watching the coupling transfixed. His breathing was still rough but he was at least sitting up. Staring at them.

“Uh, yes,” Courtney whispered. Archer was whispering something into her ear. With the loud music it was too low to hear. “Okay,” Courtney said as her hips started to thrust faster, pushing off the bed to meet Archer’s cock.

Archer grabed both of Courtney’s wrists and held them together over her head, pinning them down against the bed. Then he started power thrusting into her. “Ahhhh, uhhhhh, mhmmmmmm, god, fuck.” Courtney moaned in ecstacy, “Right there. Just like that. Ah. So good. Good. Oh god. Don’t fucking stop.”

“I ain’t stopping momma,” Archer grunted, “Not until I get my nut.”

Movement out of the corner of my eye. Tanner was standing up and stroking his cock, looking down at my wife’s white arms and legs wrapped around Archer’s black body.

“Don’t stop,” Courtney said, “Don’t fucking stop. Yes. God. Right there. Don’t stop baby. Don’t. Don’t. Don’t. Ahhhhhh.” Courtney’s body tensed up as she came. Her nails dug into Archer’s dark back and her legs had his hips in a vice gripe. If he had to cum I don’t think she would have let him go. Was she ever aware of the implications of that? If he did cum in her? I didn’t track her cycles. I didn’t know if it was a good time or a dangerous time but she would know right? She would stop it if it was. Or would she? How much had she had to drink.

As Courtney’s orgasm subsided, Tanner tapped Archer on the shoulder. Anger flashed on the older black man’s face at being interrupted but quickly disappeared when he saw Tanner standing there. Archer nodded to him and pushed himself up into a kneeling position. His cock never leaving Courtney’s pussy.

Tanner bent forward, resting one knee on the bed. His gut pressing into the tops of his thigh. His old lips kissed Courtney, sticking his tongue into her mouth. “Mhmmmmm,” I heard her moan, her body responding to him. It felt obsence seeing her passionately kissing a man probably twice her age. A man who had probably sat across from her as she polietly but assertively tried to land a deal with him. All the time he was probably fantasizing about her like this. Court could have sealed this deal immediately if she had offered something like this, but she would never stoop to that level.

Tanner’s left hand started to massage one of her breasts, trying and failing to cup the entire thing. Courtney’s hand was moving across the sheets, searching for something. It stopped when it found Tanner’s knee, running up his thigh until it closed around his lengthy cock.

He broke their kiss as she started tugging on his cock. Tanner was breathing hard again, likely from bending over for that short duration. Courtney pulled on his cock, trying to will it forward towards her. Tanner scooted himself forward until his cock was pressed up against Courtney’s willing lips.

“Ah..mhmmmmm,” Courtney’s lips parted as the head of Tanner’s cock disapepared into her mouth. I heard him breath in quickly as Courtney gripped his shaft with her hand and began to stroke it. Her wedding band clearly visible against the man’s skin.

Courtney’s hips were driving themselves back against Archer’s cock. Faster now then before. Having two cocks to play with seemed to have set her on fire. Archer was obligeing, I could see his shit eating grin from where I sat. He was enjoying every minute of this. He didn’t bother looking at me, his gaze was firmly focused on my wife. He was probably getting a great view of her as he kneeled between her legs. Looking down at her beautiful face covered in the blindfold, her breasts free and jiggly with each thrust. I knew that feeling well, having Courtney’s legs wrapped around my hips with my hands hooked under them. I felt my cock stiffen imagining Archer’s point of view. How the hell did we get here?

“I love how you squeeze me,” Archer grunted, a sheen of sweat ran across his dark skin. “Yeah, just like that. Keep squeezing my raw cock.”

“Mhmmmmmmm,” Courtney moaned with a mouthful of cock. Her hips raced back against his. Hearing him say the words ‘raw cock’ clearly had an effect on her. I sat there watching, hoping that Archer would pull out like he did the last time. He didn’t want to deal with those consequences would he? He wasn’t a total piece of shit. I hoped. His hands ran down her body until they each grabbed a handful of each of her ass cheecks, puller her slightly off the bed. Elevating their position so that his cock could more easily run up and down her g-spot.

I thought about standing up. Doing something. But what could I do without giving myself and my big lie away? Could I join in with them and somehow take Archer’s place?

“Ah fuck,” Courtney’s voice said, erasing my thoughts. “Ah. God. Yes. Oh. Mhmmm.”

Her hand was still stroking Tanner’s cock while he thrust himself into it. Courtney’s head was turned towards the ceiling, trying to catch her breath. Tanner wanted to put his cock back in her mouth, his face was crimson and desperate. He kept thrusting his cock towards her, running over her face, over her lips and even across her chin. In his blind horniness his cock pushed against her blindfold, momentarily disloging it. Her exposed eye was still closed as Tanner’s cock dragged across it. Archer quickly reacher up past Tanner’s cock and pulled it back down.

Courtney seemed to be in ecstacy feeling Tanner’s cock on her face. She had stopped stroking him and just held his cock in a firm grip. Archer continued to pound into her, still holding her ass up off the bed.

“Oh. God. “Courtney said, gripping Tanner’s cock like a microphone. He kept desperately trying to push it into her mouth. “Don’t. Stop. Ohmygod. Ohmygod. Yes.”

“I’m gonna cum too girl,” Archer said grinning. “I’m not stopping. You want me to stop?”

“Don’t. Stop. Please. God. Don’t. Ugh. Yes. Yes. Fuck. Fuck me. Fuckme.” Courtney squeeled gripping Tanner’s cock with one hand and the sheets with the other as he body tensed. One leg pushed straight, her toes pointed towards the wall. Courtney was cumming again.

“Ah fuck. Yeah.” Archer grunted his pace frienzied. He continuted to thrust into Courtney as she came on his cock, his pussy probably tight around him like a vice. “Here it cums girl. I’ma bout to bust.”

“Ah FUCK,” Courtney raised her hips higher off the bed, apparently grinning her gspot against the tip of Archer’s cock. Her body seemed to surge and tense all over again, knowing that Archer was about to cum inside of her unprotected pussy.

Courtney seemed to hold her breath, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O’ as Archer’s cum seemed to take her orgasm to another level. Tanner grunted, reached down, grabbed her face and turned it towards him. He thrust his cock into her mouth and face fucked my beautiful wife. Courtney lost her grip on his cock as Tanner desperately thrust himself in and out of her mouth.

Archer didn’t stop either. I was sure he had just cum inside of her but he kept up his strokes, savoring every last bit of pleasure he could ellicit from her body.

“Mhmmmmmm. Mhmmmmmmmm,” Courtney moaned as Tanner fucked her face. Wet slurping noises filled the room. Courtney’s body was covered in sweat but I didn’t know if it was hers or if it one of the men’s.

Tanner’s body seized up and he grunted, almost doubling over. His gut obscuring Courtney’s face from my view. But I heard her. She continued to moan around his cock. Tanner was cumming and my wife was moaning as she swallowed load after load of his cum.

Archer began to slow his pace, staring at the decadant scene before him. His intense stare finally looked up at me and smiled. This time it wasn’t in a co-conspirator sort of way. It seemed more domineering and victorious.

Tanner exhaled loudly. Apparently he had been holding his breath as he came. He stumbled back, pulling his cock of my Courtney’s mouth. Cum drizzled out of his cock and landed on her lips. My wife’s tongue reached out and tenderly licked her lips as her hands came up and gently grazed her shoulders, running her fingertips over the skin. Her fingers danced down to the tops of her breasts, clearly feeling the sensitivity of her nerves in the afterglow of her orgasm.

Archer slowly withdrew his black cock from my wife.

“Uh,” Courtney moaned feeling him slide out of her. She just laid there, touching her skin, running her legs up and down on another. Tanner sat on the bed to catch his breath before looking over at Archer who was had already found his boxers and was pulling on his pants. They nodded at each other and Tanner quickly got up and started searching around for his clothes.

Within a minute both men were sloppily dressed and getting ready to leave. Tanner gave me an awkward nod before heading to the door. Archer stood there for a minute looking at Courtney laying on the bed, still writhing from what they had done to her. I thought he might climb between her legs for a second time.

Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled something out. It was the keycard to my room. He tossed it at me, hitting me in the chest before falling into my lap. It was only then that I realized that at some point while watching the sorrid affair in front of me, that I had cum too.

That shit eating smirk appeared on Archer’s face before turning and following Tanner out of the room. I sat there in silence, still not fully understanding what had just happened or what I should do next. I was in uncharted territory here.

Courtney was still laying on the bed, probably getting ready to drift off to sleep.

“Are you okay?” My voice cracked. Courtney didn’t respond. She probably couldn’t hear me over the loud rythmic beat that was still filling the room. I found the remote to the TV and turned off whatever video had been playing.

The silence was deafening, I hadn’t realized my ears had been ringing. “Are you okay?” I repeated.

“Uhmmmmm,” Courtney seemed to groan in response. She was already beginning to pass out from the marathon fuck session she had just received. I wanted to sleep too but my brain finally began to sober up. With the music off it was like I could finally think for the first time that night. The fog beginning to clear.

Archer had cum inside my wife. My wife’s chief rival and competitor had cum inside of her and she had begged him for it. I would let that sink in later, for right now I needed to help her. I didn’t know much but I knew it was probably better if Courtney shower now and try to wash some of that out of her.

“Okay baby, need to wake up for just a bit. You have to shower,” I said as I pulled her up into a sitting position. Her body was limp and she protested, “Rrhmmmm.”

I took off her blindfold and helped get her in a standing position. Her eyes were still closed but she seemed to be compiling as I walked her to the bathroom and started the shower. Courtney pulled down her stockings. I had to steady her because she was swaying side to side. Eventually she was naked and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water run down her body. The heat seemed to wake her slightly as she cleaned herself up.

When she was done I wrapped her in a large hotel towel and brought her to the other Queen bed that hadn’t been defiled. As she drifted off to sleep, she ran her hand across my cheek and said, “I hope you enjoyed the show baby.”