The Bet Ch. 04 Pt. 02

Since this is the second part of Chapter 4 of "The Bet" series I recommend you read Part 1 for context. Much of what transpires in this part is based on Part One. If it disturbs you to have a wife stray (no matter the circumstances) this part may not be for you. I'm always amazed at how many people don't like a subject but read stories involving them anyway - and then complain. But it's your time to spend as you like, and I hope you find the further adventures (or misadventures) of Dana entertaining.

Several weeks after the charity fashion show where Dana modeled, I encountered our neighbor John as he was walking his dogs.

"Dave, glad I ran into you - I was planning to call!"

"What's up John?"

"Well, as you know, I'm a member of the country club where the fashion show was held. Our annual membership drive is coming up in a few weeks and your and Dana's names were mentioned as possible new members. I was wondering if you'd be interested in joining."

"I don't know," I told him. "What does that involve?"

"The club has all sorts of activities that might interest you two. I know you're foodies - there are special chef's dinners every month that give the chef the chance to show off his talent. There are sports, of course, golf, tennis and pickleball. There's access to the club's pool and a variety of other things. I can give you a brochure on it, or you can go to the website. To join, you have to be sponsored by a member, which I would be happy to do if you're interested. Then you and Dana would attend an event where prospective members are introduced to current members. If you're invited to join after that, you have to pay an induction fee. There are two tiers to that depending on whether you want to be a social member or a golfing member."

"Sounds interesting, but me talk to Dana about it," I told him.

"Fine, but let me know soon," he said. "Like I said, the new member drive is only a few weeks away."

I spoke to Dana, and we agreed that we should look into becoming members.

"We really don't know that many people outside work," she said, "and this would be a way to meet other people and become more social."

We agreed that we didn't want the golf membership since I didn't play and had no desire to start. I texted John that we were interested, and he replied that he would start the process. There would be an application to fill out, along with other paperwork.

Our application accepted, a few weeks later we were dressing for the recruitment reception to be held at the country club that evening. As a man, my preparations were simple - shined shoes, one of my best suits and a tie. I had even gotten a haircut for the occasion! Dana's preparations were, of course, much more complex. She had gone through the usual gauntlet of female grooming essentials and picked out a dress - the sleek black cocktail dress I had bought for her at the auction.

But there was much more to decide. Shoes were a major decision, and she spent long minutes deciding height of the heel and design of the shoe. She finally decided on a pair of dressy black shoes with a 3-inch heel. That settled, there was the question of hose.

"I hate pantyhose," she told me without my asking. "they're hot and inconvenient." She tried on thigh-high hose and decided they would do, even though there was the chance that the darker top might show. That was solved by turning the potential problem into a positive with a pair that had an intricate pattern at the top, making it sexy if seen.

Lingerie was another issue. Dana considered going braless, since the dress straps wouldn't conceal bra straps. But the top of the dress was too sheer to allow that, unless she didn't mind showing off the outline of her breasts and a clear view of her nipples. A strapless black bra was finally chosen to go with dark black lace panties.

I had exiled myself to the family room during this process, sure that I could serve no constructive purpose in it. But now I was summoned to the bedroom, and I leapt up and hurried there.

"Yes dear," I offered to my wife, who was standing with her back to me, looking into a full-length mirror.

"Zip me up please," she asked, and I hurried to assist. The zipper of the dress started at her waist and went more than halfway up her back to the top of the dress. I zipped it up with no complications - the dress fitting perfectly and a potential crisis averted. Dana spun to face me, a tentative look on her face.

"How do I look?" she asked, doing a slow turn to give me the full effect.

"Stunning," I said truthfully. Dana looked beautiful to me in the simplest clothes and with no makeup. When she dressed up like this and went all out on hair and makeup, she was a supermodel. "That dress compliments your body incredibly well," I told her, getting a big smile. "And I like the hint of the thigh-high hose tops - makes me want to see what's under there..."

Dana spun more quickly, and the dress lifted, giving me a view of the top of the hose and an inch or so of creamy bare thigh. "Keep doing that and you won't get out of this bedroom tonight," I told her. She laughed at that, pleased with the effect she had on me. I stood and moved close to her. "I like how the scooped dress top shows the swell of your breasts too," I said softly, running a finger along the creamy skin there. I particularly liked the dress because it highlighted Dana's beautiful breasts and made her look even more busty in it. "You sure you don't want to stay in tonight?"

Dana gave me a quick kiss and a gentle push. "We have to go," she told me. "We're meeting John and Joan there, remember? Our sponsors?"

"That's a shame," I said, with some bit of real regret. "I really want to unwrap you."

"Later," she said. "If you haven't partied too much."

We drove to the club and left the car with a valet at the entrance. Dana had texted Joan on the way, and John was waiting for us at the massive front doors.

"Hi guys, great to see you," John said enthusiastically, shaking my hand and leaning in to give Dana an air kiss. "There's a group I need to introduce you to, just inside the entry hall. They're the club's board of directors, the folks who run things. Once we get that over with, there's a reception in the main ballroom."

We followed John inside to the ornate front hall and, as he said, quickly encountered a clutch of about a dozen people. 'Like a receiving line at a wedding,' I thought as we started the introduction process. Rodger Graham was the first person we met.

"You both know Rodger of course," John said as we shook hands. "And this is his wife, Samantha." Samantha was a tall redhead, probably about forty-five years old, wearing a shimmering gold cocktail dress that framed a lovely figure. She greeted us warmly, welcoming both of us to the club.

"It's so nice to finally meet you," she said. "Rodger has told me about meeting you at the auction. I have to say," she said, holding Dana's hands and stepping back to look at her, "he did a poor job of describing how beautiful you are Dana." Dana blushed at the compliment and thanked her.

"Just staying out of trouble," Rodger commented from her side.

"He did say that you put all the other models to shame, even the professionals, and I can see why!"

"Everyone did a great job, and we raised a lot of money for the charity," Dana said, deflecting the praise.

"Well, it's wonderful to put a face with a name," Samantha said. "I'd love to for us to talk more later this evening."

The receiving line gauntlet successfully run, we went into the main ballroom, an even more impressive room with a vaulted ceiling and multiple chandeliers. There were several bars set up around the room and tables to sit at if you chose to. Most people were standing at high-top tables and chatting in small groups. John and Joan introduced us to several couples, and we began comparing jobs, addresses family details, etc.

The evening went on like this for an hour or so, and we met more people than we could hope to remember. John and Joan had wandered off and we were chatting with two other couples when Samantha approached with another man.

"David, this is Carl Newly," she said, introducing him. "He's on the new member selection committee - they would like to interview you now if that's convenient."

"Sure," I told her, shaking Carl's hand. "Should Dana join us?"

"No, that's not necessary," he replied. "We like to do interviews separately. Nice to meet you Dana," he said to Dana, shaking her hand.

"Not to worry," Samantha interjected. "I'll make sure Dana is entertained while you're interviewing."

I gave Dana a quick kiss on the cheek and followed Chet down one of the hallways to another section of the club. When I glanced back it looked like Samantha was excusing herself and Dana from their conversation to go elsewhere too.

"I have another meeting for you to attend," Samantha explained as she led Dana down another marbled hallway to what looked like a suite of offices. At the end of the hallway was a large, elaborately carved oak door with a massive brass doorknob. She knocked on the door, which was promptly opened by Charles, who Dana vaguely remembered because he had been sitting with David at the charity auction. Samantha led the way into the room and Charles partly closed the door behind the two women.

Dana looked around the large room, presumably an office since it was dominated by a large oaken desk with a granite desktop. The walls were lined with either wooden bookcases or dark wood paneling. There was a huge stone fireplace on one side of the room, with a couch and several leather armchairs forming a sitting area in front of it. Rodger was sitting in one of the chairs, his large frame filling the chair, a lit cigar in an ashtray on the side table next to him. John was standing next to the couch as they walked toward them.

"Here she is gentlemen," Samantha announced. Turning to Dana she said, "I think you all know each other, so I'll excuse myself. You're in good hands my dear." She leaned in to kiss Dana's cheek and walked to the door, which Charles opened for her. Dana watched him close the door and heard the click of a lock before Charles walked over to the sitting area.

"Is this my interview?" Dana asked, trying to make sense of the scene.

"What? No, not at all my dear," Rodger told her. "We just wanted to talk to you about the charity auction."

"I thought it might be an interview because someone came by and took David to his," Dana explained. She noticed the three men glance at one another, but Rodger quickly spoke up.

"No, as I said, completely different subject," Rodger explained. "I'm not sure exactly how to put this," he went on, "but I think - and we all three agree - that while we enjoyed you modeling for us, I didn't get the value I expected out of the final auction item."

"You mean the lingerie set?" Dana asked. "The one where I came to your table and took off my bra and gave it to you, then let you take off my panties? What more did you expect?"

Rodger smiled at the memory. "When you put it that way, it was a decent value," he conceded. "But not full value - I expected that you would give me the entire set at the table."

Dana laughed. "That would have left me nude in front of a crowd of men," she explained. "I wasn't about to do that."

"And yet," Rodger countered, "I'm told that you have done exactly that before. That you won an amateur striptease contest in Las Vegas by dancing nude."

"How do you..." Dana started to ask. Looking at John she suddenly knew the answer. "I told Joan that in confidence!" John just shrugged, looking a bit embarrassed at giving up his neighbor.

"No matter," Rodger assured her. "As they say, what happens in Vegas... but it refutes your point about being nude. I understand the setting was different, and I'm willing to concede that. But here we are now, in a more private setting, and I'm giving you a chance to make it right."

Dana shook her head. "Why would I do that?" she asked. "I have no reason to - what's my incentive? I think we're done here."

As she turned toward the door Rodger spoke again, "I expected you to ask that," he said. "So I offer this as an incentive. There's a check to the charity for $6,000 on the desk - the same as my original auction payment - just for repeating what I won at the auction. Plus, and this is very valuable, you would earn my good will in all your and your husband's endeavors, including your membership here."

When Dana hesitated, he continued. "Nothing will happen that you don't want," he assured her. "Dana, I think you have an exhibitionist streak hidden inside your lovely head - here's a way to indulge it."

Dana shook her head. "No, that's not me! It's David who wants me to wear more revealing clothes. He maneuvered me into entering that contest in Las Vegas..."

"So, you'll have a story to tell him and excite him with after this evening." Rodger concluded. "All you have to do is model that sexy cocktail dress for us Dana - show us the side of you that David wants to come out."

Dana took a deep breath and hesitated but finally decided to satisfy Rodger and repeat the auction event for the trio. Linda would be thrilled to get the added $6,000!

"Fine," she said resignedly. "I'll do the auction item again."

She walked over to the chair where Rodger was seated and slowly turned to display herself from various angles. The other two men, still standing, moved to frame the seating area on the other sides.

"That's a lovely dress," Rodger commented. "I'm glad I persuaded David to buy it for you - it's perfect for your figure. Move closer so I can feel the fabric," he half suggested, half instructed her. Dana stepped closer to the chair and Rodger reached out to run his hand over her hip and upper thigh. "Exquisite," he muttered as he ran his palm over her. "Move to the others so they can feel it - you really must see how special this fabric is gentlemen."

Dana moved to Charles and then John, modeling the dress for each of them and letting them run their hands over her to feel the dress. Charles' hand started at her hip and ran over her ass, pressing into the firm flesh there.

"You're right Rodger," he said. "I don't think I've ever felt anything quite so nice before."

"You mean her dress or her ass?" John said with a laugh. When Dana moved to him, he repeated Charles' exploration of her hip and ass.

"I have to agree," he said. "That's amazing material, nice and smooth, and firm."

Dana had moved between the men, doing as Rodger asked in the hope that she could be done with this contrived game quickly. Her heart raced as each man touched her and she felt her sex moisten when their hands strayed over her ass. She said nothing, not wanting to make a scene, not wanting to jeopardize that $6,000 check. Linda would owe her big-time when this was over!

Rodger watched with interest as she endured their groping, noticing that there was no protest to their touch, even when their hands strayed to her ass. His guess that there was a submissive side to Dana was being proven out - an excellent sign for his plans for this beautiful woman.

As Dana slowly walked back to Rodger's chair he asked, "Are you wearing a bra? It's hard to tell."

"Yes, a strapless one," she told him. "This top is too sheer to go without one. My nipples would look like headlights without it."

"I wondered, because I don't see straps," he said. "Are you ready for the next step?" Both he and Dana knew the next step was for her to give him her bra, and then finally her panties.

Dana reached behind herself to unsnap the bra, forgetting that she had to unzip the dress to get at it. When she struggled Rodger spoke.

"Charles, please lower the zipper on the dress for her." Dana stopped twisting and waited for Charles to undo the dress. She jumped a little when he lowered the zipper all the way to her waist but said nothing.

"Might as well undo the bra for her too," Rodger suggested. Dana felt Charles' hands move across her back to the bra clasp and deftly undo the three hooks there. She was surprised when his hands bared her back by moving the bra to either side and ran up her back to her shoulders before he stepped away.

The three men watched intently as Dana reached under the dress top to pull the cups of the bra from her breasts. She cupped each breast under the dress as she moved the bra to the center of her chest and lifted it free. Rodger was delighted as he watched her; the dress was scooped low enough in the front to show very nice cleavage, and he had expected it to change without support. Instead, Dana still showed generous cleavage, but her curves were now even fuller and smoother.

Dana leaned toward Rodger and handed him the bra. Her dress top sagged down as she leaned forward, giving him a spectacular down-blouse view of her breasts. The bra was still warm from her body as he took it and ran his hands over the lacy garment. Looking up, he could see that she was right - the outline of each full breast was easily seen in the sheer dress top and her nipples very obvious. A very nice view, but he expected it would get even better in a minute.

"Thank you," he told her as she stepped back. "Why don't you model the dress again so we can all see what you said about how sheer it is."

Resigned, Dana moved to the others and modeled the dress again. Her body was alive with the excitement of even this little bit of exposure, and she watched as each man's eyes lingered on the veiled view of her breasts. She was startled when Charles reached out and ran his hand over the dress top and her braless breasts, stopping to rub the dress material covering the protrusion of a nipple.

"Is this material rough against your nipples?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Yes, a little," Dana told him, her voice suddenly shaky with excitement.

"There's a simple solution," she heard Rodger say from behind her. "And it addresses part of my value concern as well - we can't see as much of you in that dress as we could in the lingerie. Dana, I'd like you to take down the top of your dress and show us your breasts."

Dana spun to look at him; he was still reclined in the leather armchair. Surely he wasn't serious! His look said otherwise, and before she could protest or argue she felt Charles move the dress straps off her shoulders and down her arms, slowly revealing her breasts as he lowered the lacy fabric.

"Lovely," Rodger said quietly as she was revealed. "Your breasts really are incredible - David is a very lucky man."

Dana blushed and moved to cover herself with her arms. "Stop," Rodger said forcefully. "Go to the others and let them see how beautiful your breasts are, then we can go to the last part of the auction value."

He was pleasantly surprised when Dana complied and walked to Charles and then John, letting each take in the perfection of her breasts. Her submissive side was in full bloom now! She turned back to him and walked to stand in front of him.

"Now, raise your skirt so I can remove your panties," he instructed her, and Dana lifted her skirt to reveal the lacy black panties she had chosen for the evening. Dana's heart was racing now and her stomach tense with anticipation. He would almost certainly see the dark spot in her panties and correctly guess that showing herself had excited her tremendously.

Rodger leaned forward and ran his hands up Dana's long legs to the sheer panties. He was very pleased that she was wearing thigh-high hose instead of pantyhose. It made things so much easier! The dress was frustrating him though; it wouldn't stay up and was in the way as he tried to get to her panties.

"This isn't working," he growled. "The dress has to come off."

Before Dana could react or protest, Rodger had slipped the dress over her hips and down her legs, Charles helping by guiding it over her rear. The dress puddled at her feet as it fell down her long legs.

"Step out of the dress Dana," Rodger directed her. "I'd hate to see it ripped or ruined." She didn't know why, but she was doing whatever Rodger asked now. Charles took her hand and supported her as she stepped away from the dress, and John was there to pick it up and lay it over an empty chair. Now she found herself in front of Rodger in just panties, hose and heels. Out of nowhere she thought 'I wonder if David's interview is over?' Surely he would be done soon and come looking for her.

"Much better," Rodger pronounced as he looked at the fabulously beautiful woman in front of him.

"You have an incredible body Dana," he told her, taking in her full breasts, slender waist and long legs. "It's perfect for men to enjoy while they bring you pleasure."

He sat forward in the chair and put his hands on Dana's hips to pull her closer. When she was immediately in front of him he was able to move his hands across her hips and onto her rear, stroking the silkiness of her panties there. His hands roamed down the backs of her thighs and up her inner thighs, touching her panty-covered sex.

"Would you like us to bring you pleasure Dana?" he asked quietly.

Dana couldn't answer - she was flushed and visibly shaken; her original composure overwhelmed by the desire building in her as Rodger continued to explore her body. His hands went back to her inner thighs, meeting on either side of her sex.

"Dana, you're very damp," he observed almost clinically. "Apparently showing yourself to us excites you more than you admit."

"No," she protested weakly. But then Rodger's fingers slipped under the edges of the panties and found the wetness of her sex. "Oh my god..." she moaned as he stroked her there. Her legs reflexively spread apart at his touch.

Rodger quickly moved to pull the panties down Dana's legs, lifting her feet to free them. He tossed the flimsy garment to John, who caught it and pressed it to his face, inhaling the unmistakable smell of a woman in heat. John's cock hardened as he took in Dana's scent, and he reluctantly tossed the panties to Charles who also drank in her scent. The pair looked at each other and smiled slyly. Their expectation for tonight had been to get a better look at Dana's incredible body, but now they were hoping to fuck her.

Rodger slipped out of the chair to kneel in front of Dana, her sex at his face. Her pussy was shaved bare, with a trimmed landing strip above, letting him see her glistening lips and swollen clitoris. His fingers were exploring her dampness from behind as he leaned forward and ran his tongue over the upper part of her pussy and across the swollen bud of her clit. Dana's knees buckled at the sensation, and she moaned as he lapped at her.

"I wanted to do this when I took your panties off at the fashion show," he told her, looking up at her. "You were aroused and ready, just like you are now. But of course, it wasn't possible then."

Dana might have collapsed but for Charles, who came up behind her and reached around her to cup the fullness of her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers as he massaged the firm globes.

"No, please stop," Dana moaned softly, but no one believed that was what she wanted. She was breathing hard as Rodger tongued her clit, his fingers now penetrating her sex and fucking her. Charles continued to palm her breasts while kissing and nuzzling her neck.

"These tits are amazing," he said into her ear, as much to Rodger as to her.

They could see she was close to climaxing and losing whatever control she still had. Sensing that, John prepared for the next part of the seduction, kicking off his shoes and stripping off his trousers and briefs. He sat on the couch, naked from the waist down, his erection hard and ready.

Rodger increased the speed of his finger-fucking while lapping at Dana's clit with added pressure. Charles' hands had her breasts aching and swollen with arousal as well, but she was still surprised when an orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, making her body convulse with sensation.

"Ahhh," she moaned deeply as the two men rocked her with sensation. "Oh my god... oh my god..."

Rodger slid his tongue over Dana's clit until her orgasm began to ebb. As Dana eased down from her climax her legs gave out and she sagged in Charles' arms. Rodger rose quickly and picked her up, carrying her to the couch. He put her down on her knees, facing a leering John.

"This is the last part of making up for the auction," Rodger told her. "You can start by sucking John's cock," he instructed her. In her dazed state that somehow made sense to Dana, and she bent forward to take John's cock into her mouth. As she began to suck his erection his hand went to the back of her head to guide her.

"Yeah, suck my dick Dana," he encouraged her. His other hand went to her dangling breasts, fondling the swaying globes as she sucked.

As Dana's mind began to clear she realized that Charles had stripped and was climbing onto the couch behind her. Still, she was surprised when his cock slid into her and he began fucking her.

"She really is soaking wet Rodg," he said as he thrust into her. "You have her primed for this."

"Perfect," she heard Rodger answer from the chair. "Enjoy fucking her, but don't cum in her - I'm not big on sloppy seconds."

"You got it boss. Damn, she feels unbelievable, like fucking velvet." Charles answered. His hands went to Dana's hips and held her as he fucked the gorgeous woman. This was turning out to be an amazing night!

Dana had settled into a rhythm as she was skewered by the two men, hoping to bring them off quickly. The situation had obviously gotten insane but now she was struggling to regain control of her arousal, and perhaps the three men. Rodger had rocked her when he tongued her to orgasm, but that was passing.

Dana's hopes were dashed when Charles reached around her hip to run his fingers over her clit. Her body was still super-sensitive, and his touch made her push back at him, searching for even more sensation. Suddenly John's cock in her mouth was more exciting too and she lashed at it with her tongue before she plunged down his length.

"Whatever you're doing, keep it up," John gasped out. "She's sucking me like her life depends on it."

"She's into fucking me too," Charles told him. "You were right Rodger," he huffed out as he sped up his thrusts, "she's a hot one!"

Dana flushed at his words but was too consumed by the two cocks fucking her mouth and pussy to protest. Her excitement built until a second orgasm convulsed her body. Her moans were muffled by John's cock deep in her mouth and the increased sucking and vibration triggered his orgasm.

"Yeah, suck that cock baby," he growled as his cock pulsed. "I have a nice big load for you - take it all!" Dana somehow managed to swallow the jets of cum flooding her mouth even as she shivered in orgasm.

Charles was right behind the pair, his own orgasm building in his balls. "Gonna cum too," he croaked, speeding up his thrusts.

"Charles," a deep voice spoke the single word just before Charles exploded into Dana.

"Shit," he growled, pulling out of her quickly. "Almost forgot boss - she's an epic fuck." He held Dana's hips as his cock thrust into the crease of her ass, triggering an orgasm that sprayed halfway up her back, the jets of cum pulsing out of him until his spent cock lay on her, slowly softening.

Dana collapsed on the couch, recovering from her second strong orgasm of the night. The two men stood and surveyed the beautiful woman, now nude except for the thigh-high hose, cum splattered over her lower back.

"Nice load," John commented as he reached for his pants.

"How was her mouth?" Charles asked as he dressed.

"She gives a great blowjob," John told him. "Course, I'm not sure there's such a thing as a bad blowjob. I'd love to stay and fuck her..." He looked at Rodger, who shook his head.

"Dana and I need some quality alone time," he told the pair, walking them to the door. "You had your fun for the evening, but there may be other times..."

"Just don't ruin her for the rest of us with that weapon of yours boss," Charles joked as they went through the doorway.

Rodger closed and locked the door. He stripped off his sports coat and shirt as he walked to the couch, where Dana was now sitting, still recovering. She was incredibly beautiful, he thought, but definitely looked used. Her hair was tousled and her lipstick smeared from the blowjob.

"I saved you the best for last," he told her, lifting her chin so she was looking into his eyes. "Take off my trousers Dana."

"What? No, I can't..." she said softly. "My husband must be looking for me..."

"He's fine," Rodger assured her. "The other men will keep him occupied - probably getting him drunk. Now, take off my trousers."

Dana reluctantly leaned forward and began to fumble with Rodger's belt buckle, while he kicked off his shoes. He helped her undo the clasp at his waist and let her lower his zipper. While she worked at this, she couldn't help but notice the long thick lump going down toward his left leg. 'Is that his cock?' she wondered in dismay.

His zipper down, Dana reached to the sides of Rodger's trousers and tugged them downward. She gathered his briefs with the pants and tugged on both; after a few pulls the clothes dropped down his legs and the largest cock Dana had ever seen sprung forward, nearly hitting her in the face.

"Oh my god..." she murmured as she took in the sight.

"Like I said, I saved the best for last," Rodger said confidently. "Ever seen a cock like this before?"

"N.... no," Dana whispered.

"I thought as much," Rodger told her. He reached over to guide her hand onto the thick shaft. "Touch it," he said, holding her hand until her delicate fingers wrapped halfway around his erection. When he let her hand go, he noted with satisfaction that Dana's hand not only stayed on his cock but stroked it a little.

"Good girl," he praised her. "Now lick the head. I want to see that pretty tongue of yours on me."

When Dana hesitated Rodger pulled her toward him by the back of her head until his cock was at her mouth. Seeming to give up, she extended her tongue and tentatively licked at the bulbous head, swollen and straining toward her. Rodger enjoyed himself as the lovely woman licked him more and more confidently, until the head of his cock was glistening with her saliva.

"That feels wonderful Dana," he told her. "Now lick down the sides, get it all wet. Then I want you to take me into your mouth."

Dana tried to do as told, now thinking she could satisfy him with just a blowjob, rather than have him fuck her with this monster. She was sure he wouldn't fit inside her and would probably hurt her trying. She ran her tongue along each side of his cock until it was dripping wet and then took just the head into her mouth.

A loud hiss from Rodger told her she must be doing something right, so she repeated taking him like that, a wet sloppy sound coming from her mouth as his cock popped in and out.

"Now take it all..." he growled. The next time she took him into her mouth Rodger bundled her raven hair into a ponytail and thrust forward. Dana lurched as his cock hit the back of her mouth and was relieved when he pulled back, only to have him do it again. Rodger fucked her mouth like that until she adjusted to the intrusion; when she seemed more comfortable he went even deeper. Dana lurched again, gagging, and Rodger relented.

"That's fine, you can't take it all," he said. "But you will someday soon. Keep sucking. Take as much as you can."

Dana had tried to force herself to take all of him in the hope that he would cum, but she couldn't. Rodger's breathing was getting more ragged though - maybe she could get him to cum anyway. That hope was quickly dashed as Rodger stood back and helped her to her feet.

"I'd love to continue that until I came in your lovely mouth," he told her. "You have no idea how incredible you look with your lips stretched around my cock, or how fantastic it feels. But I need to fuck you tonight, have you experience the ecstasy a cock like mine can give you. There will be other nights for your mouth."

Dana flushed at his words, wondering what he meant by "other nights". Before she could ask, Rodger had shed his clothes and was sitting down on the couch and pulling her on top of him, her legs straddling his. He guided her hips so her sex was resting on his erection, his huge shaft nestled in her pussy lips. Dana gasped at the feel of him and looked down to see his erection protruding from beneath her, the head of it stretching beyond his navel.

"He's huge!" she thought in horror. But then Rodger was pulling her toward him.

"Kiss me," he said forcefully, and Dana leaned forward to kiss him lightly on the lips. Rodger's hand wove into her hair and pulled her into him to kiss her hard. His lips opened her mouth to him and his tongue probed into her mouth, seeking hers. Dana felt his hands move to cup her full ass and his body start to rock against her, sliding his cock across her pussy. She cursed that she was so wet that the long rod slipped easily across her sensitive slit. As she became even more aroused she reflexively began to kiss Rodger with more passion. Their tongues dueled now as they each panted with building excitement.

Rodger pulled back to hold her away from him. He had wanted this woman from the first moment he saw her at the auction. From her striking, long raven hair to her classically beautiful face she was truly a goddess. Her breasts were full and shaped perfectly, her waist slender and her hips and ass incredibly enticing. Her long legs, which in Rodger's imagination were someday going to be wrapped around him... if possible, his erection got even harder at the vision. But at this moment she was straddling him; his hands moved over her ass and went up her sides to gather her soft flesh as he lowered his face into her full breasts. The feel of the smooth flesh of her breasts on his face excited him even more, making him rock his cock against her in hopes of entering her. His hands moved to cup her breasts together and his mouth found first one nipple, then the other, both swollen and eager to be sucked. His tongue ran over them until they glistened with his saliva and then he nipped at them, making Dana shiver and gasp from the sensation.

"I have to have you," he growled, trying to shift his cock back to enter her.

"No, you're too big," Dana protested weakly. "I can't...."

Fine, Rodger thought. We'll do this another way. He pulled Dana's hips forward to bring her slit over his cock again and began to rock her on the shaft. She soon began to pant from the sensation of his hardness sliding over her clitoris. One hand stayed on her ass to guide her while his other hand cupped one of her breasts. He leaned forward to kiss her passionately as her breathing turned ragged and her climax built.

"Ahhh..." she moaned as the orgasm washed over her. Dana kissed Rodger hard as she came for what seemed like forever, then sagged down as the climax finally started to ebb.

"No rest for the weary," Rodger thought as he felt her start to relax. He began to rock her again and Dana reacted immediately.

"What.... what are you doing?" she gasped.

"I haven't cum yet Dana," he explained as he rocked her across his erection. "My turn now."

That seemed to mollify her, and Dana began to move as well, trying to satisfy him. When she felt another climax building she instinctively kissed him, her body on fire, the feel of his hands on her thrilling her. She was amazed at her body's reaction to this man, his ability to take her to yet another orgasm. She surrendered to the need and let herself go.

"Oh my god, what are you doing to me?" Dana moaned as her climax exploded.

"Showing you your true self," Rodger panted out as he worked to keep Dana in orgasm. Sensing her peak he pulled Dana up his body until his cock was free, then rocked forward to enter her. Dana gasped as she felt his size stretch her opening, but any protest she might have made was cut short by her orgasm reaching a new high.

"Please be gentle," she moaned, even as she experienced a new wave of pleasure.

"Just take a little more each time," he coaxed her. He gently thrust in and out of her tightness, his huge cock stretching her and penetrating her more and more deeply.

"I can't stop cumming," Dana moaned. "It hurts, but in a good way..."

Rodger had seen this before; most women worked through the discomfort from his size as they climaxed again and again - Dana seemed to be the same. The pair rocked together as he penetrated her more and more deeply, Dana continuing to orgasm from sensations she had never felt before.

"I feel you everywhere," she murmured. "It's never been like this..."

When Rodger was finally in her as deeply as he could go in this position, he lifted Dana so she was sitting on him. She gasped as his cock sank even more deeply into her.

"Ride me Dana," he told her. "Take all of that big cock!"

Dana lifted her hips and gingerly sank down on Rodger's long shaft. "It's so big," she marveled as she repeated the motion over and over, her movements speeding up as she became accustomed to his monster cock. Rodger's hands went to her hips and guided her while he thrust upward, his cock filling her with every thrust.

"I'm cumming again," Dana moaned as she shivered and sagged forward. Rodger's cock was a blur now as he fucked her hard, making her babble as she orgasmed. "Fuck me.... fuck me with that big cock..."

"So good," she gasped out. "Your cock is amazing Rodger - I can't stop cumming...."

Dana's vagina clenched around the huge shaft as another massive orgasm began. Her body shook with the intensity of it, but she was still able to gasp out,

"Fuck me, Rodger, fuck me.... don't stop. It's never been like this; I'm in love with how your cock fucks me." She peaked like never before and then fainted from the intensity of her climax.

Rodger waited, his throbbing cock still deep inside her. Dana was only unconscious for a moment; when she recovered she kissed him passionately, overwhelmed by her response to his cock. Pulling away from the kiss she realized his cock still filled her.

"Still hard for me?" she purred. "Wonderful. Now let me make you come." Dana began to lift and lower her hips, skewering herself on the long shaft. She saw Rodger's eyes widen as she stroked the length of him with her sex; leaning forward she pressed her breasts into his face, rubbing the soft flesh across his face. She felt his mouth searching for a nipple - when he found one and sucked hard on it electricity shot through her body, and suddenly she yearned for another orgasm. Her hips sped up and she lifted up and then kissed him hard as she fucked herself on him.

Rodger marveled at the transformation - this demure wife was suddenly a tigress taking charge of their coupling. The change excited him immensely; his hands went to Dana's hips to guide her as she fucked herself on him and he lifted his own hips in time with her, making sure his cock went into her as deeply as possible. Dana began to orgasm once again, this time the clenching of her sex around his cock triggering Rodger's own climax. He had held back as long as he could to thoroughly enjoy this beauty, but now he was overwhelmed by the incredible sensation of her enveloping his length. His cock swelled, and then exploded, jetting pulse after pulse of hot cum into the beautiful woman.

"Yes, come for me lover," she gasped out, almost growling as she ground her clit into his pubic bone, his massive shaft buried in her. She felt his climax flood her, pulse after pulse of warm cum bathing her sex. Satisfaction at making him cum filled her as the last of her orgasm slowly faded and she sagged down to lie on his chest.

The pair lay like that for several minutes, recovering from the intensity of their lovemaking. Rodger was stroking Dana's back, enjoying the silkiness of her skin when he finally broke their reverie.

"Dana," he said softly. When she lifted her head from his chest he looked into her lovely brown eyes and saw.... satisfaction. "As much as I would prefer to stay here all-night making love to you, I think we need to return to the others."

It took a moment for Dana to focus on his words but then she lifted up, alarmed.

"Oh my god..... David! He must be wondering where I am! What am I going to tell him?"

"I doubt he's missed you," Rodger told her. "The others were told to keep him occupied. Samantha will cover for you too."

"Your wife knows about....?"

"My wife knows about everything I do; we have no secrets from one another," Rodger explained. "She knew I was interested in you and planned to seduce you. In fact, I'd be surprised if she's not interested in seducing you as well."

"I don't want her to lie for me," Dana told him. "And I can't lie to my husband, not even about this. I have to hope he will understand that I still love him."

"That's healthy," Rodger observed. "Will he accept that we will continue to have sex? I want you again right now. Visions of you and me on a big bed for an entire night...."

"No, I can't do that!" Dana exclaimed. "This time was a slip, a seduction."

"You say that now, when your need has been satisfied," Rodger told her. "But wait. The need will grow back, the hunger for sensation that only a cock like mine can give you. When that time comes, call me. Ideally when your husband is traveling, and we can spend an entire night together."

"That won't happen Rodger," she told him. "I love my husband too much."

"Love has nothing to do with it Dana. A passion has awoken in you that can't be put back to sleep. You will need to satisfy that passion again, just like I will."

They dressed in silence after that, Dana resolved to be faithful to her husband. Rodger was sure he knew better but time would tell. He waited for her at the door, but before he let her leave he took her into his arms.

"If this really is our one and only time, let me at least have one last kiss," he asked. He bent down to kiss her, his hands going to her back to hold her against him. Dana meant for the kiss to be brief and light, but Rodger kissed her so passionately that she melted into it. Her arms went around his neck and they kissed for long moments. When Dana felt his hardness grow against her belly and her body begin to respond she knew she had to stop before their reunion became inevitable.

"Good night, Rodger," she said quickly, rushing out the door.

Dana's worries about her husband turned out to be unnecessary. After his interview he had started playing poker and was winning, prompting him to keep playing. He was actually apologetic when she found the game and he quickly dropped out.

"Oh, hi Dana! Hope you haven't missed me; I got wrapped up in giving these guys a lesson in poker. Let me introduce you."

Dana let him introduce the men at the table, flushing when she met several.

"This is Charles - I was at the table with him at the auction. And of course, our neighbor John..." Both men shook her hand without showing any hint that they had been having sex with her earlier. They were thankful that David was a little drunk and distracted by his success in the poker game. A more observant husband might have noticed his wife's disheveled hair, smudged makeup and missing brassiere, making Dana look like she had been 'ridden hard and put away wet'. Knowing Rodger, both men guessed that was a fairly accurate description of what had happened.

"Nice to meet all of you, but I think we're ready to leave," she told the group.

The drive home was quiet - they were both tired from the long evening.

"I hope you enjoyed yourself," David said as they got ready for bed. "I hit it off with the other men and I'm pretty sure we'll be invited to join. The initiation fee is a little steep, but I think the contacts we make will help me at work."

"Let's wait and see if we're asked to join," Dana suggested. Joining would mean seeing Rodger again, and she wasn't sure she could manage that. Her mind kept flashing to her first climax, his mouth pleasuring her, and the incredible orgasms after that, his huge cock filling her over and over.

They kissed good night and David was quickly asleep, softly snoring while facing away from her. Sleep didn't come for Dana until her hand slipped down to her sex and slid over the wetness of her arousal until she had to bite her lip while shaking in orgasm, memories of Rodger's cock filling her as she came.