Call Me Pam

D for Dave.

Call me Pam.

My ex-husband, Rob, was such an idiot! He loved to gamble and had lost damn near everything we had. The bank account was empty. The rent was two months late. We only have electricity and water for our utilities. I'm a teacher and that money doesn't go far. And I'm sick of it.

When we began dating he didn't have a problem with it. We would play poker with his friends every now and then. Sometimes just the guys played while the girls chatted in living room or go for a bite to eat. It was fun, I have to admit. After we got married, he slowly went from pennies to dollars then hundreds and thousands and despite me trying to talk to him about it, he shuts me down saying it's alright, it's under control. He's betting on football games to baseball to anything. It wasn't alright.

He was out with his friends on a Tuesday night when he called wanting me to come pick him up. He had been drinking and couldn't drive. I could hear a couple of guys laughing and maybe the TV was on.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"I'm at Dave's house," he slurred. "We were playing some cards and the time got away from me. I drank too much thinking I had more time."

Cards! There it was! He probably bet the car and lost it. That would not surprise me one bit. He gave me Dave's address and how to get there. I was still in my bra and panties and put on some old jeans and a V-neck t-shirt. I stopped at the door. The thought of just leaving him there ran through my mind. I could tell him I was coming but don't. If he called me back five times I would say I'm on the way.

But, I thought this might be a good time to make him talk about his problem. He would be a captive audience and I would speak plain that I am very close to leaving. I will not live like this.

The porch light was on and there were a couple of cars in the driveway and on the street. Rob's car was in front of a fire hydrant. Fucking idiot. I hoped it got towed. I walked up the steps and knocked on the door. I heard some voices laughing and the trudge of someone's feet to the door. It was Rob.

"Hey, babe, thanks for coming," he said slurring his speech badly. "We were just messing around. Playing a hand or two." There was something else, too. I couldn't tell what it was. A phony grin or trying to conceal something. There was some more laughter. "Come on to the kitchen. We were just playing."

It was quickly apparent there was no woman living here. We walked in the room and a man with broad shoulders and curly hair stood up and welcomed me to his home and introduced himself before Rob could. His eyes quickly looked me up and down briefly pausing at the V of my t-shirt. I had a tad bit of cleavage showing but not much. I didn't mean to.

"Have a seat," he said gesturing toward the chair opposite him. There were two other guys who stood to introduce themselves. I lied and said I was happy to meet them. One had a shirt that said Who Farted? I didn't want to sit down. I wanted to get Rob and have that conversation. I had it all in my mind and wanted to get down to every word of it. But, I sat down in a way that looked like I was ready to hop up any second.

"So, y'all playing cards, then?" I said.

"Yes, we have been," Dave said looking straight at me. He had a strong voice that resonated in my chest. ''Rob's a good player. I might need to take him to Vegas when I go back. But, he has to pay what he owes me first."

I looked up at Rob and asked, "What do you owe?" My heart kicked up a notch and another wave of anger washed over me.

"Well... we were just playing and everything was going pretty well and I started losing and I couldn't cover the bet."

"And?" I said.

"Umm, I really thought I had a good hand and I had to put something up..."

"And?" I said again. "What have you lost this time?" Rob was looking for another way to drag it out. Dave sat up and leaned onto the table, resting on his elbows.

"I'll help Rob out," he said. He turned to me and said, "Rob made a bet that I could have sex with you. Now a bet is a bet and he made it." My jaw dropped.

"WHAT?!"

"Honey, it's..."

"It's what?!" I stood up and yelled at him. "I'm not your wife I'm just a bargaining chip?! Some collateral?"

"I was sure of it and we needed the money and I had none...," he said trailing off.

"And, what, you think I'm the next best thing?"

"No, it's not like that," he said sounding nervous bordering on fear.

"So what is it like?" I yelled at him. I slapped him hard across his face with everything I had. He stumbled backward against the wall but somehow didn't fall. The other two guys were watching with amusement. Rob opened his mouth but Dave interrupted.

"A bet's a bet," he said looking at me. His eyes darted quickly over my body again. Rob looked at him with surprise, his mouth was agape.

"You hear that, Rob?" I said, "a bet's a bet."

"But, I... was so sure I had it. I needed something so I... well,"

"I'll let Dave fuck you instead," I said.

"Whooaa, that's not what we bet on," Dave said and looked at his friends. "Not the bet at all, was it?" His buddies laughed with him. Who the fuck are these guys, I wondered.

"That ain't what he bet at all," one of them said. I had already forgotten their names. I looked at them, then to Dave, and then to Rob.

"You didn't even have the decency to call and ask if I would mind! So, are you really too drunk to drive or was that just a ruse to get me here?"

"No, I really do need a ride home."

"You have us in quite the mess here, don't you, Rob?"

"Dave, can I pay you on Friday? I'll cover the vig and everything," Rob said, stammering his way through it.

"A bet's a bet," Dave said. He leaned his chair back on two legs and looked at me. He had a cocky attitude knowing he had won and was ready to claim his prize. But their was something jocular in his tone. "You told me I could fuck your wife if you lost, and, well, you lost."

I could have walked out without saying a word and left. They wouldn't have stopped me. That's when it hit me. I could do something to get back at Rob. Really make him regret all his gambling. I could cut him deep.

There are sexual things I don't want to do. Rob always wants me to swallow his cum when I blow him. I do let him cum in my mouth but I don't swallow it, I just spit it into a towel. He wants us to go to a swinger orgy. I don't want a bunch of people watching me have sex, especially with a stranger. He is constantly wanting to fuck my ass but I don't want that either. He's always saying it would be good for me.

Yeah, he's always saying it would be good for me... doesn't he?

"So, is it just Dave or all three?" I said looking at Rob. He returned a look of shock that I would ask. He was afraid. He knew how bad he fucked up.

"Just me," Dave said. He straightened up leaning his forearms on the table. They did look nice. Something about forearms ticks a box for me, my friends like it too. Maybe another time or circumstance I would consider a date with him. Maybe more. But this was something else.

"Honey, we don't...," Rob started.

"A bet's a bet," Dave said again.

"We can come to another agreement, surely," Rob said. Surprisingly, he seemed completely sober now.

"What else could we agree to, Rob? You have no money. You rent an apartment. Your car is a piece of shit, I don't want that. What else do you have?"

"Just wait til Friday, okay?" Rob said. "I'll double the vig and cover everything."

"I don't want to wait til Friday," he said staring at me, he was undressing me with his eyes. I knew, I could feel it. "We didn't bet on Friday."

"What if I get one of Rerun's chicks, a nice one? You know he has some pretty women, not $20 whores." Rob was rambling on. Dave's eyes stayed on me. It's hard to say how or why but I liked his determined look.

"And how would you pay for that? Rerun ain't cheap," he said and looked to his friends grinning ear to ear. I looked back to Rob. He seemed to be shrinking. "A bet's a bet."

Turning to Dave I said, "Why are you so determined to fuck me? What makes you think you can just have me because he is so fucking stupid?"

"Funny you say that," Dave said with his broad grin. "Rob said he was sure you wouldn't mind." They all laughed.

"I only said that so you would bet with me. I had a solid hand," Rob pleaded.

"And you lost. A bet's a bet." He and his buddies chuckled again.

I had made up my mind. I was going to let him have me any which way he wanted. If his dick wasn't huge like a baseball bat, he could fuck my asshole. I could handle it long enough to make Rob jealous. That would get him real good.

I looked at Dave's blue eyes. He had no doubts in them. I don't think he would rape me if it came down to it. But those eyes said he wanted me and meant to have me. A shudder ran through my body. I swallowed hard.

"Alright, fine," I said. I looked at the other guys then back to Dave. "What about them? They in on it, too?"

"Nope, just me," Dave said. "I'm sure they wouldn't mind though." They all laughed.

"Wouldn't mind watching," one of them said. The other agreed.

"Fine," I said with a heavy sigh. "Where is the bathroom?"

A minute or so later I stepped out of the bathroom wearing only my bra and panties. They mostly matched and this bra made good cleavage. I put my clothes on the arm of the couch. I went back to the dining room. I spread my arms open presenting myself. "So, where do you want to have me? Claim your prize." I spun around for them. All three mentioned how sweet my ass looked.

"Wow, you look great," Dave said standing up from his chair. "In those loose clothes you were wearing I would not have guessed you were hiding all this." He slowly looked me up and down now.

"Thank you," was all I could think to say. I looked at Rob. He was white as a sheet shaking from all of this. He couldn't believe it. He wanted to speak but couldn't. The other two guys were eyeing me, too. Everyone seemed pleased except for Rob.

Dave stood and said, "Let's go to the couch and see where we wind up." He stepped around the table to stand in front of me. He took my hand and led me to the den. His hands reached out for my hips and gently but firmly grasped them. His eyes rested on my boobs. My bra was white and stained a little yellow from age.

"You like those?" I asked. He nodded yes and let his hands roam up my waist and cupped my boobs in his big hands.

"God, yeah I do," he said with a shuddering of his own. I stopped him before we sat down and rubbed my hands on his chest and looked in his eyes. I pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor. He was muscular but lean, his arms and chest were chiseled and defined. He worked outside. He was hairy but not a whole lot.

"That's a nice ass on her, dude," one of the other guys said. "Look at that juicy round motherfucker." I looked back and smiled. Rob was still in shock. I didn't look directly at him, I didn't have to.

Dave reached behind me and got a handful and squeezed. "Damn right, boy. That feels good." I smiled at him and reached my arms up around his neck. I guided his head bringing our mouths close. I smelled his warm breath and heard his shallow breathing. I was too. This was pure nervous anticipation. Our lips touched and I closed my eyes. Our mouths came closer together and our tongues touched. His hand went around my back and undid my bra with one hand. Rob could have a third hand and still struggle with it. Dave only needed one and kissed me at the same time.

My bra came loose and hung lightly on my shoulders. His bare hands around my waist and back were so warm. He felt strong, too. Our mouths separated. I rolled my lips and swallowed hard. I brought my hands down to unbutton his Levi's. He was wearing the button fly kind. I like those. I unbuttoned them and they dropped to the floor.

"Let's sit down," I said letting my bra drop to the floor. He smiled at that.

"Yes, that would be nice."

We sat down and he turned to face me. His hand went up to my hair and he caressed it. I was looking at his eyes. He moved his face closer to mine and nuzzled into my neck. Every centimeter of skin on my body felt electric shock sweeping through me. I had never felt that. He kissed my neck and held my head back. The other hand came up to my boobs and he took a handful. I was melting. My hand slid over to his legs. I slowly rubbed it moving closer to his crotch. We kissed again and I urged him to slide his pants off. He was wearing light blue boxers that nearly matched his eyes.

"My God, those are beautiful," he said looking at my breast.

"I'm glad you like them," I said as he brought a hand up to squeeze me again.

"Is that a D cup?"

"Yes. D for Dave. They're real and they're spectacular." I couldn't help but giggle.

"D for Dave. Damn that is good!" His mouth went to my nipples and he flicked his tongue teasingly over them. I moved my hand up to his boxers and rubbed his bare leg then slowly went up a little more. He adjusted so I could easily reach his cock. He sat back and lifted his butt to slide off his boxers. His cock was getting hard and I gripped it. I stroked it a few times and fondled his balls.

I made him sit back and I got on the floor in front of him. He slid up to the edge of the couch where I could get a nice look and decide. He wasn't much different from Rob, maybe a tad bigger. My tongue started flicking on his balls, which were clean shaven, by the way, and slowly went up the shaft to the tip. I took him in my mouth and went down slowly. He was a bundle of nerves and twitched with each flick of my tongue. That is real power to reduce a man with the slightest of flicks of your tongue. Then I started a little faster.

A minute or so later he had me on my back and ready to mount. He tore off my panties and licked around my pussy. He rubbed it with his strong hands and kissed me. He was holding and rubbing and squeezing my pussy, his fingers pressing in a little as he did so. I was wet and my skin burned. His cock was very nice and not too big. I was pretty sure I could handle him in my ass. I was going to try my best. He got between my legs ready for action.

"You ready?" he said next to a whisper.

"Yeah, I am," I said and smiled at him. He smiled back laying me flat on the couch.

He got in position and slowly rocked back and forth, slowly, and slid in me. It felt really nice and I was wet. Slowly, he got the whole thing in and started going a little faster. We kissed as it got going. Our mouths separated and he started going faster.

We may have been at it two minutes when I raised my mouth to his ear and whispered, "Do you have any KY?"

"Yes, why? Is it uncomfortable?"

"No, it's not that," I whispered. "Do you want to fuck my ass? It's a one time deal."

"Hey," Rob said, "why are you whispering? You're not supposed to do that."

I craned my head around to look over Dave's shoulder and said, "Shut the fuck up, Rob! It's what you wanted, it's what I'm getting. And, I rather like it." It wasn't what I came for but it wasn't all bad. My legs were spread wide and I could feel Dave's balls slapping my asshole. Rob was seeing it all.

"So? You want it?" I whispered. Dave looked me in the eyes with a mischievous grin. He understood what I wanted him to do and the reason. We slowed to a stop. Dave kissed me again and slid out. My pussy wanted him to stay. He raised up and smacked my clit with his hard cock. It was nice, he felt good. He got up and went for the KY.

"What's going on?" Rob asked. "Why is he...?"

The guy with the Who Farted? shirt said, "Rob. Rob! You need to shut the fuck up. Sit down, this is what you bet on." I thanked him and rolled off the couch onto my hands and knees. Dave was back with the bottle of KY and his hard-on.

"Why do you need that?" Rob blurted out again. I looked at him and said nothing.

Dave got behind and positioned me just so. I was on my knees and elbows. He raised me up and I rested against his chest. He grabbed my boobs from behind and nuzzled my neck again. He moved closer to me and I could feel his hard cock against my ass. He guided me back down to my knees and elbows. It's a very vulnerable spot to be in, but it excited me. My pussy and ass were totally exposed to this man. He was a total stranger, but I trusted him. And we were facing Rob.

"No, You're not going...," Rob tried again. Who Farted? Stood up and put a hand on Rob's chest and told him to sit down. He didn't sit but stepped back and leaned against the wall. "This isn't part of the deal. You can't let him buttfuck you."

"I can and I am." Dave was lightly pinching my butthole between his thumb and forefinger.

"I love this hair you got back here. That is so nice," Dave said. "Hey, guys, come look at this. All this hair on her." The guys came over and looked giving their approval.

"Her asshole looks like a burst of sunshine," the other guy said.

"I know," Dave said. "Look how her hole's almost cone shaped. Like it could suck my dick right in. We're about to find out." The other guys agreed and went back to their seats.

"You never let me do that and I've tried forever," he said near to pouting.

"A bet's a bet, Rob, and you only said to fuck her. No conditions. Not where or how.

So, since buttfucking is fucking, and she's willing, I'm fucking her."

"Is that what you really want?" Rob asked me. "You won't let me do it but you will let him?" I heard the bottle cap pop open.

"I have to, don't I?" I said.

"No, you don't. You can stop right now. We can just..."

"A bet's a bet, Rob," Dave said. "deal with it."

I felt a wet finger slide around my butthole. It was slick and I felt his finger circle my hole and slide in a bit. Then a bit more. It kind of tickled. He removed his finger and came back with more lube and slid his finger a little farther in. Then a little more. He was up to his first knuckle and started going in and out. He got me slicked up and ready. I felt him square up behind me, his dick pressing against me.

"You ready?"

"Yeah," I said. "Be gentle."

"Most certainly," he said. "My dick is slicked up and ready. Here I come."

I felt his cock on my butthole, then pushed in slowly. It was definitely bigger than his finger. I lifted my head so I could look at Rob as this man entered me. I winced and let my face twist like it really hurt. I bit my lower lip and let out an "Ooomph," with a deep breath. Dave slowly moved in. He slid back out and I heard the bottle open again. He smeared lube on his dick and came back. He went deeper and deeper by slow, shallow thrusts.

"Is that good?" he asked. He was going deeper still and I wondered how much more there could be. "Just relax, loosen up back here and it'll be just fine."

"Ok," I said. He was a real gentleman about it.

"Just let it go," he said. I looked up at Rob then laid my head on the carpet while Dave did his work. My face was hot so I must have been blushing. He finally got all the way in. I concentrated on relaxing and it worked. Dave started fucking me now. Slowly at first then gained speed.

"How is that?" he asked quietly. He was really nice and kind about it.

"It's good," I said. Dave picked up speed and I looked back up at Rob. Then he was thrusting rhythmically harder. I heard a belt unbuckling and then a zipper. Then the other did it. I guess there were very few secrets between these guys.

Rob tried to object saying those guys had no part in it. They folded, their hands and were bad. He blathered but no one cared.

"You like that? Is it OK?" Dave asked. "Not too fast or too hard?"

"No, it's actually not bad," I said. It wasn't bliss but the discomfort was well worth watching Rob see what he had done. He could only stand there and watch while another man got what had been denied to him for so long.

Dave held a consistent speed and slapped my ass a couple of times. That felt good too. I had totally relaxed at this point and it was feeling good. I didn't mind it now. Well, kinda. I lifted off my elbows onto my hands. Dave gripped my hips and got a little faster, a little stronger. Oh, how I liked that, too. Those hands were strong and I was feeling it.

"Oh, yeah," I moaned. "Oh, that's good."

"Yeah?" he said and gripped a little harder.

"Yeah," I said, "it's good." I looked at the other two guys sitting in chairs watching us, both had their dicks out, slowly stroking. Dave was fucking me harder. I looked at Rob again and gave him a dirty look. Who Farted? saw it and looked back at Rob with a grin on his face. I liked how upset he was.

"I'm getting close," Dave said breathing hard and fucking me good. "I'm gonna cum."

"Cum in me," I said loudly.

"You can't do that," Rob said. "It doesn't work this way." I told Dave to ignore Rob and do as I say.

Dave let out a big "Ahhhhhhh, I'm cumming." I felt him, too. He moaned in ecstacy. He was in me to the hilt and going hard, deep as he erupted into orgasm. I had no idea it was like this. He pounded me hard until every last drop was out. He was breathing hard and leaning against me for balance. His dick throbbed a couple of times and I felt it.

He held his dick in me another moment until he regained his senses. I wasn't sure what was going to happen when he pulled out. Was it going to be messy? Dirty? I decided when he pulled out I would run straight to the bathroom. He told me he was about to pull out and did so slowly. I looked at Rob again and sneered. I looked back at Dave as he slid out and smiled at him.

"Nice?" I said.

"Oh fuck yeah," he said and rolled onto the floor. I got up squeezing my asshole tight as I could. I concentrated on keeping myself from farting, or whatever might happen.

"Damn, boy that was nice," one of the other guys said. I glanced quickly back. They still had their dicks out.

"Wooooo, it was," Dave said and laughed. Rob followed me to the bathroom. I shut the door in his face and told him to go away. Dave was going to the other bathroom and told Rob to shut the fuck up and sit down. I went to the toilet and took care of the business. Dave had set out a couple of washcloths and a towel for me. Must have when he went for the KY. How thoughtful. I washed up as best I could. It wouldn't be right until I had a shower when I got home.

I went back to the den. Dave was back stretched out on the floor with a wide grin across his face, still naked. The other two guys were in the same place with their dicks in their hands. Rob was on the edge of the couch and held my clothes up for me.

"What is it with you two?'' I said ignoring Rob. "Y'all weren't a part of the bet, right?"

"Sadly, no," Who Farted? said.

"So what are you gonna do with your dicks out?"

"Don't know yet," the other guy said. "Hoping you might hang out a little longer."

I stood there looking back and forth at them. I had no idea what to do. I could have just dressed and left but, I wanted to really rub it in. I had to decide what was going to happen. I looked at Rob holding my clothes out to me.

"Tell you what," I said nervously, "No, scratch that. What would you want to do if you could?"

"They are not...," Rob tried but I ignored him.

"I would like to fuck you," Who Farted? guy said matter-of-factly. "Just like Dave did to be honest with you." I assumed that would be his answer.

"What about you?" I said to the other guy. His dick was bigger than the other two guys. It looked nice.

"Same as he said. That would be my ideal situation."

I stood there naked in front of them not knowing what to do. I knew I wasn't going to let them fuck me, whatever "the ideal" might be for them.

Who Farted? was really hard now and said, "Let me cum on your titties."

Rob exclaimed, "No, that's all. We're leav..."

"Ok," I said. "What if I lean back against the couch and you kneel before me and jerk off on me?"

"Sounds good to me," he said and stood up. His pants slid to the floor and he stepped to me. I don't know why but I kissed him lightly on the lips. I sat on the floor and backed up against the couch. He knelt down. He asked if he could touch my tits and I said yes, you may. He did.

I liked how he looked in front of me jerking off like that. It was so exciting. I held my tits together making a nice run of cleavage for him. I squeezed my nipples, too. A moment later he moved up closer to me and came all over my tits and chest and some went in my hair. It drained him. Eventually, he stood up and sat back in his chair.

Now, the guy with the bigger dick was looking at me, thinking. He would probably feel good in my pussy. If no one was here, I would let him have all he wanted.

"Well, what do you think?" I said to him. Cum was starting to run down my chest.

"I want to tittie fuck you," he said. "Get that lube between your tits and I stick my dick between 'em and fuck 'em."

"Oh, Ok then," I said. "Rob does that when I'm on my period. You want in that chair?" Hear all that past tense? He came over to the couch and sat down beside me.

"Just get up on your knees like you're going to blow me and wrap your tits around my pecker and I'll fuck those beauties."

"Let's do it," I said opening the lube bottle and pouring some on my tits. I rubbed lube all around them, greasing them up. Still had the other guy's cum on me. I flicked the head of his dick with my tongue the way Rob liked. I couldn't help it. Rob was sitting right there glaring at me. I moved in closer and wrapped my tits around his dick. The head popped out a little. I worked them around and got into an up and down rhythm. His head rolled back and moaned in pleasure. He told me how nice it felt.

"Thank you," I said. I looked at Rob then back to my tits. His dick was going in and out between them. He felt good, too. If his dick wasn't covered in lube I think I would have sucked him off. It wasn't long before he was ready to cum, though.

"I can feel it," I said. "It's going to blow!"

And, boy, did he! First shot hit my chin and soaked my neck. I watched him cumming sliding up and down, up and down between my tits. He had a lot of cum for me. It slowly subsided. He let out a heavy sigh and looked at me with that post-orgasm giggle. Dave smacked my ass. I forgot he was on the floor behind me. I teased them about the mess they made. I smiled at Rob then went to the bathroom.

I looked at the mirror and all the cum and lube splashed on my chest running down my tits to the nipples. What in the hell am I doing, I thought. I looked at me for a minute. Look what Rob had driven me to. This is not who I am. Now, I had one man's load in my ass. Two other loads on my tits. Sexually, I had only known one man in my life. Rob. Suddenly now I'm up to four. Like it's nothing? I took in the sight of me and vowed to never let Rob do this again. I washed it all off. That lube is hard to get off. It smears.

I came back to the den. Rob stood up with my clothes in his hands. I yanked them from him and laid them on the couch. I pulled my shirt over my head without my bra. I pulled my pants on without panties and slid my shoes on. That was the last time Rob saw me naked.

"Did you forget these?" Rob said holding my bra and panties.

"Nope," I said and snatched them from his hand. I dropped the panties on Dave's face and tossed the bra toward the other two. "Y'all can have them."

"Y'all come back anytime," Dave said and put the panty on his head and laughed. There was something I liked about him. The other two were zipping up and buckling.

"Yeah, we won't," Rob said.

Walking toward the door I stopped. I looked back at Dave and said, "Might just do that."

Three days later, the U-Haul with Rob's shit was driving out of the parking lot. He tried to talk to me but I didn't want to listen. He tried to get frisky with me a couple of times but I pushed him away saying, "NO!"

A couple of days later, I was nowhere near it, but I drove by Dave's house. A gray Mustang was parked in the driveway. It was there that night. It was parked closest to the house. It must be his.

The End