Pandora's Box Pt. 08 - BOGO Man

You will enjoy this story more if you read the preceding parts. They're each short.

As a recap, my wife Janet and I are rather typical, now 38 and 37 year old suburban middle class, college educated working professionals living in the suburbs, working about 40-50 hour per weeks and happily married with two delightful daughters, Amiee, our precocious 11 year old and her little sister Anisha, 9. About 3 years ago our relationship took a decided turn as the confluence of a strange event. We inherited the belongings of a deceased tenant who happened to be a young free-spirited gal with a beautiful wardrobe of sexy and elegant clothes. Those clothes just happen to fit my wife and led to us participating in some exhibitionist behaviors which culminated in Janet treating one of the men who fancied watching her, with a lusty blowjob while she rode me cowgirl style on the floor of our beachside resort room.

That event occurred 3 years ago while on vacation on a tropical island, away from the kids and was fueled by warm sun, beautiful beaches, the anonymity of being 1500 miles from home, a little alcohol, some edibles, and the presence of a charming 6 foot 4-inch, 250-pound, gentleman who seemed to be rather taken with Janet. The events of that week were unprecedented in either mine or Janet's past behaviors. They were exciting, invigorating, physically satisfying, and somewhat unnerving. Both Janet and I were shocked by ourselves and each other's willingness to cross previous boundaries.

Our life returned back to pretty much normal routines. The girls and work kept us busy. Every couple months I would pick out a sexy outfit for Janet and we would head to a remote restaurant or hotel for a little romance, often after Janet's looks and outfit had attracted admiring glances and attention from other men. These little outings spiced things up and kept things interesting but never progressed beyond admiring glances and occasional flirtatious comments.

I had something important to share with Janet so I made reservations at our favorite restaurant.

As we sat awaiting the arrival of our dessert order, Janet looked particularly stunning. The snug red silk blouse with a plunging neckline highlighted her cleavage delightfully. Her slightly tanned skin, perfect complexion, gold dangling earrings and soft wavy hairdo were a delightful treat to the eyes of any male in her presence. I'd been waiting till this point in the meal to bring Janet up to date on a call I'd received two days prior. Janet was in a good mood, relaxed from the cocktail, her appetite satisfied with a delicious meal, and anticipating enjoying a slice of cheesecake. The fact that she had gone to the basement and sorted through the three wardrobe boxes that contained the remains of the sexy wardrobe we had been left by our deceased tenant hinted that she would be in the mood for some romantic attention. The choice of restaurant some 40 miles from our home minimized any chance that someone we knew who would see her dressed in an outfit that would quite easily be judged as out of character for a schoolteacher, mom, and active member in the community. The blouse itself would look more in character in a Miami Beach dance club particularly in light of the short black miniskirt and seamed stockings.

I started the discussion.

Yesterday I got a call from a woman named Brielle. She asked me if I was Janet's husband. I was a little slow to respond trying to place her voice. She continued. You don't know me, but I hope you'll be willing to let me ask you a few questions. Then she paused again as if she was trying to figure out what to say next. Then she continued, a couple months ago Chuck proposed to me. The Chuck that got to know your wife, Janet, and you on vacation about 3 years ago in the Caribbean.

Needless to say, I was extremely curious. I couldn't imagine why she was contacting me or how she could find me until I remembered that we had talked to Chuck on his phone when he stood outside our suite windows that first night he was watching you, so he had my number.

And why are you calling, I asked. She hesitated again briefly then said, I'd like to ask you a few questions. I was a little leery of where this might be headed But I didn't say anything. She continued, Chuck mentioned he got to know you and your wife Janet, maybe a little more than just got to know her. I responded, yes, more than just got to know her. They competed in a chicken fight contest, and they got to know each other. He was a gentleman. Janet found him intriguing, and she ended up helping him relieve the stress from watching pretty girls on the beach. Brielle responded, that's what I hear. I'm glad you mentioned he was a gentleman, that's certainly consistent with everything I know about him. Is it fair to presume that he didn't do anything that made you or Janet uncomfortable? Any repercussions from your time with Chuck?

I told her, Quite the contrary, this was before he had met you. He was lonely and charming, and Janet and I were trying some new things. Janet had never touched a man intimately since we had started dating. There was some flirting and teasing, a little exhibitionism and voyeurism. He watched us making love, or perhaps I should say Janet getting fucked. The second night she ended up giving him a blow job. Brielle responded, that's how he described it too. But he didn't have sex with Janet?

I responded, well some people would call a blow job having sex, but no they did not have intercourse. He was interested and inquired and Janet told him to get in touch in 10 years and she'd reconsider.

Brielle responded, that's almost word for word how he described it. What was the reason for not having intercourse, safety? birth control?

I told her that we were pretty confident that Chuck was safe, and Janet was on birth control, but we simply had not talked about it or decided to cross that line. That was the first time we had done anything like that.

Then Brielle picked up the discussion. Well, you two certainly had an impact on Chuck. That weekend actually motivated him to start dating again and led to us meeting. He said he could tell you guys were deeply in love by your interactions and body language. He'll be glad to hear that there were no repercussions after the vacation. But there's one other thing. As we have been talking about getting married, I asked him if there's any fantasies he would like to fulfill before we get married as we do want to start a family fairly soon as the clock's ticking. He thought about my question for a while and then mentioned his only unfulfilled fantasy was to have his way with your wife. That is when he told me the story of your time on the island.

As I sat there reporting on my phone call, I could see Janet was anxiously listening. She was fidgeting with her coffee cup and blushed. As I paused, I stared at her and noticed her aroused nipples making their presence known. I smiled and said, "And you were quite smitten with him as well?"

She blushed more with her face almost matching the red blouse. I commented, "It's OK Janet, he was nice and very attractive and obviously enjoyed his time with you. I enjoyed it too. It was fun seeing you let go and I understand how exciting it is to be wanted and lusted after. Everyone from the cab driver to the men on the beach and in the restaurants found you attractive that weekend and it made me proud and excited that you were my wife.

I then said to Janet," Let me get back to the phone call."

Brielle said, "I hope you're not offended, and I don't mean any disrespect. I know he's in love with me and certainly doesn't want to do anything to upset me or you or Janet. He doesn't know I'm talking to you and I'm not sure if he'd approve. I admit I did want to confirm that his behaviors were honorable but I also, well I was wondering, I'll understand if you hang up, I wanted to do something special for Chuck to celebrate our engagement, what I'm trying to get at, any chance you guys would be willing to help me fulfill Chuck's fantasy? Maybe pretend the ten years had passed?

Needless to say, I was surprised. I think Brielle was a little embarrassed to come clean on the motivations for her call. My immediate reaction was to ask how would that work? It seems that Brielle had thought this through some as she had some ideas in mind. She reminded me that Chuck was in the travel agency business and had access to timeshares and suites all across the country. You could pick a place and a time she said. I would like to do it in the next couple months. Of course, I expect you to travel with her. I guess you can be there, Chuck evidently didn't mind your presence the last time. We can have dinner, retire to the suite, let Chuck and Janet sweat up the bed sheets for a while then we can have our partners back for the rest of the weekend with Chuck's fantasy fulfilled.

Even if Janet and I were OK with it are you sure Chuck would be willing to fuck some other woman in front of you and could you handle it? Not everyone can handle the jealousy.

Brielle said she'd been thinking about that. I know Chuck's had some serious relationships and probably a few other experiences when he was younger and I'm no novice in the bedroom either. Our relationship isn't based just on sexual attraction, we're certainly very compatible but it's more than that. I think I can separate the two particularly if I know it's discreet and safe and not behind my back. I think I would want to be there to watch. By the way, he did ask me what my fantasy was as well. I told him I didn't lust after any particular man, but a Porsche Boxster would certainly get my heart beating faster.

Janet asked, "So what did you say, how did you leave it?"

"I told her I would pick out some lingerie and schedule the flights. No, I congratulated her on her engagement, I told her I was happy they were doing well and also pleased that Chuck enjoyed his time with us. I mentioned that while we've continued to do some flirting and showing you off, we hadn't yet crossed that line and that was something we needed to talk about. I didn't tell her I knew you couldn't wait to get your hands on that 6-foot 4 inch 250 pounds of masculine meat and let him manhandle you and fuck you silly while I double teamed you."

Janet looked around to make sure that nobody overheard me as her face turned even redder with a sheen of perspiration, and her nipples looked even more aroused.

"So where should we meet and when do you want to go?" I asked.

She paused but not very long. She didn't protest, she didn't argue, she didn't deny she was interested, she simply said, "How about Vegas, Memorial Day weekend, I'll see if my folks can babysit if you are sure you want to try this?"

I motioned the waitress for our check, I told Janet, "I'm in if you are sure, I'll text Brielle. Let's get you home so I can scratch that itch, and then I need to look through the wardrobe boxes and pick out some outfits for Vegas.

The plans came together quite nicely. We were scheduled to arrive on Thursday evening and Chuck and Brielle would show up on Friday. We would be sharing a large luxury suite with multiple bedrooms, and an in-room hot tub. Brielle's plan was to go to dinner Friday evening, then retire to the suite for fantasy fulfillment time. Janet ramped up her diet, exercising, and tanning during the six-week wait until our trip. Brielle had toyed with trying to keep it a surprise, but I vetoed that idea wanting to make sure that Chuck was comfortable with the plan. Unbeknownst to me at the time, he committed to Brielle that it would only be for one night and he wanted her present too.

Of course, the inevitable flight delays and crowded travel on a holiday weekend resulted in a late arrival. Exploring the room and the facilities was quite a delight and we both chuckled when Janet got to the room and opened a gift package that contained a box of the infamous infused chocolate candies with a sweet note saying, "To help you relax and enjoy our time together."

We had a bite to eat, played slots for a while, walked the strip people watching and I might add being watched as Janet's black leather mini skirt and white silk tank top drew plenty of attention. As we settled in on the satin sheets in the king-size bed in our room, I kissed Janet good night while telling her to save her amorous intentions for the Friday night get together. I could tell Janet was anxious. We hadn't seen Chuck in three years, and we had no idea what he might look like now. For all we know he could have gained 40 lbs. And we didn't really know Brielle other than from a phone call and some text messaging.

Our guests, or more correctly I should say our hosts as they had made and paid for the arrangements, arrived in the early afternoon and met us in the room. Their greetings were warm and friendly hugs and hellos. They quickly invited us to head to the rooftop pool for some sun and swimming. Chuck had certainly taken care of himself, if anything he was a little more buff than three years prior. Brielle was pretty with a pleasant girl-next-door appeal. A very nice figure, engaging smile and giggly very feminine voice. They were a handsome couple. Chuck was very complimentary, expressing his appreciation for our willingness to help them celebrate their engagement and also complimentary of how Janet looked even better than he remembered.

We got caught up on life events at the pool had a few drinks and enjoyed the company of our two very hot women in tiny bikinis along with dozens of other beautiful people. We joked about the chicken fight in the Caribbean as I relayed the story and pictures from my phone to Brielle. Chuck and Janet ended up in the pool with some horsing around and touching. Things were tracking toward a romantic evening -- well perhaps romantic isn't the best word to describe what I expected to happen. After a few hours we headed up to the room for some rest before a planned dinner. I handed Janet a couple of the infused chocolate candies to help her relax as she dressed for dinner.

When the entrees arrived, they looked delicious but then again so did Janet and Brielle. The conversation was comfortable, the food and wine were delicious. We all passed on dessert, but I did hand Janet a couple more chocolates reminding her they were a gift from Chuck. At about 8:00 we started our walk back to the hotel. Janet walking with Chuck and myself and Brielle following them. I think everyone was a little bit anxious but there was no mystery or uncertainty as all four of us knew what was supposed to happen the rest of the evening. There was some clear chemistry between Chuck and Janet and somewhat surprisingly, both Brielle and I were excited in different ways in anticipation of our respective partners having a new physical experience. While I'm no slouch physically, Chuck was a massive man that I expected would provide a unique experience for Janet. Brielle's comfort with the situation seemed surprising until she revealed that unlike Chuck who had only been with three other women in his life, her relationship count was in the low double digits figures and she seemed secure enough with the relationship to let Chuck enjoy his fantasy and catch up a little.

When we got back to the suite, I poured everybody a drink and then told Janet that I had picked out a special outfit for her to wear and I wanted her to come into the bedroom with me and change. Unbeknownst to Janet I had packed the same sexy lingerie she had been wearing in the Caribbean the night we let Chuck in our room. A push up half cup bra bulging and revealing the tops of her areolas, bikini panties with matching lace front and a shear back, a black garter belt, and seamed black silk stockings with requisite black heels. Perhaps a tad old school but outrageously sexy. Then I gave her a sheer white blouse and a white leather min-skirt from the wardrobe box. Janet changed, brushed her teeth, added a touch of perfume, and touched up her hair and makeup. I kissed her and told her how hot she looked and how much I loved her. I encouraged her to relax, let to go, and have fun.

Janet took a couple of deep breaths, opened the door, and walked into the main room. She smiled and turned to Chuck and asked, "Do you notice anything that brings back any memories?" He looked somewhat surprised and at a loss for words and then Janet heard Chuck's voice except it wasn't coming from the man she had been speaking to and modeling for.

Chuck said, "I'm sorry Janet, I thought you might have heard the door, my twin brother Charles, has made a surprise visit. My father had mentioned to him that Brielle and I were in town this weekend, so he thought he'd stop in to say hi. As I presume you figured out, he's my twin brother from Phoenix. We haven't seen each other in months so it was nice of him to stop by, but he didn't know we had company."

Charles stood there kind of dumbfounded as he sequentially looked at Chuck then Brielle then Janet then me. "It looks like I'm interrupting something," he said. "I'm sorry I had no idea.

Janet stood there with a surprise look on her face but made no effort to cover up or hide the fact that half her breasts were visible hoisted up by the half cup shelf bra in the shear blouse. She glanced back and forth between Chuck and Charles and giggled, "At least we're in Vegas."

Charles said, "Perhaps I should be going, it looks like I'm interrupting something here."

Again, everyone was at a loss for words until Janet spoke up.

"Not so fast. Are you married?

He responded no.

"Are you in a serious relationship?"

Again no

Did your brother ever tell you about his trip to the Caribbean and the woman he met?

"Yes"

"I'm her. Are you as nice as your brother?"

He smiled and said, "I think so."

Janet walked to me, gave me a scorching kiss, groped my hardening cock and whispered in my ear, "Are you ok with this?

I whispered back, "Absolutely!"

Next, she approached Brielle again whispering. Brielle nodded in the affirmative.

Finally, she approached Chuck, shoulders back, bust prominently displayed, butt accentuated by her 4-inch heels, and hips swaying. She pulled his head down and kissed him. Then she asked him, loud enough so everyone in the room could hear, "Do you and your brother ever share things?"

Chuck responded, "We use to share clothes and sports equipment, but if you are thinking what I think you are, no we have never shared in the past."

Then Janet approached Charles, "With my husband's blessing, or should I say encouragement, we committed to doing Brielle a favor. As an engagement gift she wanted to let him fulfill a fantasy by letting Chuck finish what we started on the island. The white blouse and skirt are my good girl clothes. When they come off my black lingerie signals my bad girl side. Your visit just gave me a chance to double my pleasure."

Janet didn't give Charles a chance to respond, she pulled him down by his tie and tilted her head up, his eyes looked deeply into hers, he came in close, and her mouth instinctively opened, as she allowed him to kiss her gently.

His right hand floated up her back, pulling her closer, pushing his chest against hers, as his tongue gently brushed against Janet's before probing deeply, enveloping her in a passionate kiss.

Janet giggled, "This is so not like me. It must be those chocolates."

I watched as my wife kissed him back while his hand roamed unfettered over the curvature of her leather mini skirt. Then I watched spellbound as Charles' hands roamed over her shear blouse. As they continued kissing, tonguing, and exploring, I could see my wife moan when his fingers touched sensitive spots.

She turned and motioned for Chuck to join them.

The feeling of watching my wife with another man was heightened further as the man we met minutes ago was now fully attentive to Janet as his brother, soon-to-be sister-in-law and I, the woman's husband stood watching. The image was mind blowing and every delicious detail of the images playing out before me will be burned into my memory.

Janet pushed back, not as a rejection of her new man toy but rather to make room for Chuck and to give her access to the men. First, she grabbed Chuck's belt, not in a romantic gesture but one of lustful passion. Both men were content to watch Janet as she littered the floor with belts, shoes, slacks and shirts. It reminded me of the excitement and enthusiasm of a five-year-old opening presents on Christmas morning. Only when both men were left standing in their briefs did Janet pause.

"My God, 500 pounds of beautiful man and they look happy to see me. And I'll get to see just how identical these twins are."

She placed one hand on each man's package and fondled them moaning as she pleasured them.

My heart began pounding even faster as I watched the porn scene unfold. I was conflicted - nervous and my stomach tied in knots. There was something incredibly erotic, even lewd about watching my wife offer herself to other men. I was feeling something strange. Even when we started dating and during the early years of our marriage, I would get jealous if I noticed guys looking at Janet. Sitting here now watching my wife the thought of another man intimately touching her was confusing, but incredibly arousing. She knew I wanted to watch her fuck another guy and now she wanted it just as bad, and it was clearly destined to be not just one other guy.

Chuck said, "Let's let the bad girl out." As he stepped in front of her and went to work on the buttons on her blouse while directing Charles to unhook and unzip her skirt. In moments she was standing in only her lingerie, aroused nipples showing over the top of the half-cup bra and her chest heaving with her deep breathing signaling her excitement.

"Let's continue where we left off 3 years ago." He said as he gently pushed her until she was kneeling on the carpet in front of him with her face inches from the large bulge in his briefs. He asked Charles to undo the hook on her bra. Janet sat obediently. With the hooks unfastened Charles ceremoniously removed the bra as all eyes watched Janet's breasts spill out revealing her full breasts and aroused nipples. She reached up for Chuck's waistband, hooked one finger on each side, giggled, and slowly pulled down his briefs. Now fixated on his manhood, Janet watched Chuck's cock growing and hardening before her eyes, rising upward and taking its full form. Janet fondled it, played with it and kissed it lightly before turning to Charles. She repeated the same series of steps with the same results, an equally impressive very excited cock waiting to be pleasured. She fondled and kissed it briefly telling Charles to be patient she would be getting back to him.

Janet turned her attention back to Chuck, leaned forward, and began assaulting his cock with her mouth. First some kisses and licking then taking his substantial tool in her mouth. Slowly at first then more aggressively Janet worked his cock further in her mouth. Janet was talented at oral but Chuck's cock, rock hard and dripping precum, was a size larger than she was used to. At first, she was challenged to get more than 3 or 4 inches in her mouth. Before long, Janet's mouth was working Chuck over so well that he announced that he was about to burst into her throat if she didn't stop sucking him. Janet backed off telling Chuck she had a different destination for his first load of the night.

She repositioned on all fours and directed Charles to sit in front of her. She turned to Chuck and said unless you want to dump your load on my panties, you better remove them and let me feel that cock in me. Janet giggled and wiggled her butt as Chuck knelt on the carpet and proceeded to peel off Janet's panties.

"I've never done this." she purred.

Chuck didn't hesitate and was quickly fully embedded in a very wet pussy.

Janet responded, "Oh, this is so bad but feels so good!"

Janet then turned her attention to the equally large cock inches from her face. Janet quickly devoured Charles's cock as he sat on the carpet facing her. It only took them a few minutes to develop a nice routine. Each thrust from Chuck pushed Janet's head further down on Charles's cock. In his seated position Charles was able to use his hands to reach and fondle Janet's breasts. Chuck had his hands grabbing her hips and ass cheeks as he thrust into her. Janet was making noises but with her mouth full of cock they were unintelligible and muffled. I couldn't imagine the guys could last much longer. Brielle's eyes were glued to the scene as her soon-to-be husband and brother-in-law had their way with my wife.

Charles then grabbed a fistful of my wife's hair and thrust deep into her mouth a half dozen times before he grunted and spasmed. Chuck's whole body jerked as he emptied his cum between Janet's still sucking lips. She swallowed as rapidly as she could, but his load was apparently huge and began to leak out the corners of her mouth. As Charles's ejaculation wound down Chuck's began. His hands clenched on Janet's hips as he rammed his groin into her ass pushing his cock full depth in her hot pussy. Her body was spasming as well and her mouth was still full of cock as he pumped out his load. When the orgasms subsided and Janet was able to decouple from the cocks that were split roasting her, my wife opened her eyes and looked directly at me, she smiled as she swallowed one last time.

"Let's rest in the hot tub." Janet suggested as she held her hand up gesturing for Chuck to help her up.

Janet hopped up clad only in a smile and her black garter belt and stockings as she scampered over to the hot tub on the balcony. Chuck grabbed some towels and beverages and he and Charles followed in pursuit.

I mentioned to Brielle that I could use a break and that I was comfortable leaving the three alone to recover and asked her if she wanted to head down to the slot machines for a break. My intended 30 minute distraction turned into more than an hour as Brielle hit a lucky streak and was reluctant to cash out. Finally, with Brielle $2700 wealthier, we headed back to the room.

We found the three naked playmates going at it on the king size bed in Chuck and Brielle's room. Janet was laying between Charles's legs with her back resting on his torso with his arms wrapped around her and a breast in each hand. Chuck was between Janet's legs on his hands and knees. Charles acknowledged our return with a nod but Janet was fully absorbed. Chuck crawled between her spread legs, before lowering himself to her pussy. He kissed her inner thighs. His finger slid up between the folds of her mons and across her clit, causing Janet to shudder. He leaned in as his tongue began to lick her up and down and around her lips. She was soaking wet; her body was eager.

Janet felt the heat of another man's breath and the warmth of his tongue on her most intimate of areas. "Oh.. my.. God, this feels so good!" she whispered.

I could easily see the man's tongue alternatingly plunging into her hole and circling her clit. I saw my wife close her eyes and bite her lip. My previous shy and faithful wife had completely surrendered to lust.

Chuck's talented tongue continued his assault, alternating licking and poking his tongue into her pussy and sucking on Janet's clit.

I don't know how long this romp had been going on but we watched for 10 minutes until Janet pulled Chuck's head closer and thrust her hips harder against his mouth, then erupting in one of the most intense orgasms in years before finally pushing Chuck away from her sensitive slit.

But the pause in action was short lived. As Janet sat up Charles's cock sprang to attention. My wife slowly swung a leg over Charles and straddled him while sexily crawling until his cock rested between the lips of her soaked pussy. She ground her slippery pussy along the entire length of Charles's rod a few times before taking hold of his member at placing it at the entrance to her canal. She looked him dead in the eye as she sank down and impaled his cock with her snatch. I watched her eyes roll back into her head as Charles's impressive tool penetrated her willing pussy.

She took it very slow at first then she started to gently rock her hips, stirring her juices ever so slightly with his cock. Janet quickened her pace and was soon violently bouncing on Charles's rod as he pawed at her boobs.

Janet put forth her best effort and I could see from the look on Charles's face that he had seldom been fucked like he was right now.

I watched as Charles's sat upright. Janet closed her eyes and gasped slightly as Charles's blew soft warm air across her nipples before gently kissing them. Then he flicked his tongue over her nipple before nipping it with his lips, sucking it into his mouth and meeting and encircling the tip with his tongue. He then moved to the other and repeated the process on her other breast. She whimpered as electric sensations from the warmth and touch of his mouth and his tongue on her boobs ran through her like a lightning strike.

Janet was enjoying the touch of a second man.

She turned and looked at me blushing in deep embarrassment. I nodded giving both encouragement and approval. Feeling emboldened and incredibly naughty, Janet reached to pull Charles closer to her. "Just say stop if this has gone on too long," she whispered looking back at me and Brielle.

"You look like you're having fun, just make me proud." I suggested.

"Do you like to watch his big cock fuck your horny wife?" she teased back.

As she continued to rock with Charles's cock fully embedded in her cunt he reached around her as only someone with the arms reach of a six-foot four man could and grabbed her ass cheeks. His fingers approached her tiny rear opening, cautiously massaging her anus while he continued to thrust up into her snatch. He tenderly pressed the tip into her tight canal.

"Oh my God!" Janet screamed while resuming her vigorous fucking of Charles, "That feels so good!"

When his first knuckle slipped past her sphincter, she emitted a low groan of intense pleasure and suddenly exploded all over Charles cock. "Put it in further!" she begged while still in the throes of a massive orgasm.

He did as requested and slid a second knuckle into my wife. She lost control of her body and began to thrash wildly, as Charles unloaded deep in her pussy. When her climax finally began to subside, she collapsed and rolled off Charles gasping for air. Her entire body quivered following her astonishing climax.

My cock ached as my erection strained against my tight jeans. I had been reluctant to participate, not wanting to distract Janet from the new experience and somewhat uncomfortable performing in front of Brielle but I knew I needed to seek release. I noticed that Chuck, who had also been naked watching the sexual gymnastics, was now at full mast as well. Brielle was sitting on a chair watching in stunned silence, but I noticed she had her hand down her pants as she watched.

I couldn't resist any longer. I quickly stepped out of my slacks and briefs and approached Janet on the bed. I couldn't help myself, as she lay there panting her body covered with perspiration and her pussy showing clear signs of having been well fucked, I grabbed my cock and jacked it. It didn't take long, in moments I erupted with several hard streams of come painting Janet's face and chest. No sooner had I finished than Chuck stepped forward, adding his load to Janet's face and hair.

The aftermath of our Friday night orgy was rather anticlimactic. Charles had to head out and left grinning as he thanked everybody for the "unusual and unanticipated experience." Janet was done for the night, and I helped her clean up and tucked her in to sleep off the effects of infused chocolate candies and a night of wild sex. Chuck took Brielle to their room, and I suspect helped her relieve the horniness she had gotten from watching Janet and the men.

On Saturday both couples went their own way but we met up in the hot tub about 10 that night. Chuck fulfilled his fantasy aspirations as he titty fucked Janet while Brielle sat on my lap twerking her butt until I had a happy ending in my swimsuit.

Chuck and Brielle left first thing Sunday morning leaving Janet and I alone in the suite for the next 36 hours. I was able to talk Janet into wearing the white miniskirt but minus the sheer blouse as we headed out to the strip for a day of sightseeing and gambling. I did manage to reclaim my wife about a half dozen times before we headed for home.

I fell asleep on the plane smiling as I thought about the memories that all started with the sexy wardrobe in our tenant's locked bedroom.