Entertaining Customers

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my stories.

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Entertaining Customers

I take the bus home. I could drive, but finding parking in the downtown core is a challenge and very expensive. I get off at my stop, and walk the two blocks to our house. Ben (Benjamin if you are not a good friend) and I were married three years ago, and have only recently found enough money, with help from his parents and mine, to purchase a house.

I come around the corner and I can see Ben's car but there are also two big SUV's out front as well. When I open the door, I can hear people talking. "Hello! I'm home." Ben comes to greet me, I kiss him on the cheek.

"Everybody, this is Ann my wife." I step into the living room; there are four men and two women. The women are too young for the age of the men; they are dressed provocatively. One is sitting on the lap of the oldest man. He has his hand under her shirt. "These are the guys from Denver. They represent over 25% of the company's business. We are taking them clubbing tonight."

"OK, I guess I need to cleanup and get ready." I grab Ben's hand and drag him upstairs with me.

"What the fuck? Are those hookers?"

"Look, not my idea, apparently, we supply hookers for them every year. Larry took them last year and he said it got really wild, and his wife said no way to him taking them this year. So, it got dumped on me about 4 this afternoon."

"What went on that she did not want him to do it again?"

Ben shuffles around a bit. "Larry said he ended up with one of the hookers for a while and the big boss was with his wife. I asked what happened. He said he fucked the hooker. His wife did what she was comfortable with, and Larry did not ask what that was. All I can say is do your best to stay away from any of them."

"Fuck, two hookers and four guys. I feel like I am being served up on a plate."

"We will be picking up two more hookers on the way to the club."

"Well, that helps, still, I am really not comfortable with this. Do you plan on fucking a hooker?"

"No, absolutely not."

"And what do you expect me to do?"

"Stay out of trouble, take care, make them feel welcome, and respect your limits."

"And if something happens?"

"Respect your limits."

"And if my limit after partying with these guys is over the line?"

"What can I say? Whatever happens tonight is not your fault."

"Fuck. OK, get out of here, I need to shower and change."

I am 5 foot 8, 36D. I am attractive, but a bit heavy around the waist, I have gained 10 lb. since the wedding. I shower then select a clubbing dress. The first one I try on is too tight. The second is snug but looks good. It is ankle length, but low cut on top. I don't want hands wandering up my skirt, so the alternative appears to be reaching down to fondle my breasts. I choose a half cup bra; the tops of my breasts are visible in the square cut neckline.

I have the dress half on when I have a nasty thought. I am not on the pill, an allergic reaction. My fertile window is coming up, should not start for two days, but if things get out of hand, and I ovulate early? I get out my diaphragm and install it. I find a long strap purse and find a box of condoms. I empty them into the purse, along with a tube of spermicide. I trust Ben will deal with money.

I head downstairs. "Is either of you girls any good with hair?"

The one on the old guy's lap pops up. "I am a hair dresser in my day job. I am Angel by the way."

We head back upstairs, and I explain what I want. She makes some suggestions, and then gets to work. When she is done, I look in the mirror. "Wow, I look good. Thanks, what do I owe you?"

"Oh, nothing, I am paid for through to tomorrow night."

"Just out of curiosity, what are they paying you?"

"$2,000 for 24 hours, $300 for each additional hour till they get to another day rate."

"And for that you?"

"Fuck anyone who wants me."

"I assume you use condoms."

"Not with this crowd. They all presented test results. Not sure how much I trust them, but that is what the agency says I need to do."

The doorbell rings.

We head downstairs and there is another young man in the front hall. Ben has just handed him two envelopes. Angel recognizes him. "Bobby, you are our driver tonight?"

"Yup."

She leans over to me. "Bobby is good, he works for the agency, and he acts as security for us girls. Anything gets out of hand yell for Bobby, he will save you."

"Bobby, this is Ann, she is the wife of the guy paying for this evening, not part of the entertainment."

"Noted."

Bobby is not a talker.

I whisper back "Thanks Angel."

"He is a great help at the club; there are always creeps trying it on with you. He will not be much use back at the hotel, as he does not usually come up to the rooms. Even if he does come up he has divided loyalties between us girls and the client."

Ben announces "OK, it is 6:30 Rod and Axel want to drop their cars at the hotel and we have two more girls to pick up, so we should get going. Mocombo waits for no man." Mocombo is the name of a very exclusive club downtown. A couple of the guys laugh at the joke.

Rod and Axel get into their SUV's and take off. I climb into the limo, Angel beside me. The old guy sits next to Angel, and on his other side is the last guy, then the other girl and Ben. The old guy wastes no time; he shoves his hand inside Angel's shirt and fondles her breast. I see she is not wearing a bra, and has probably C cup breasts. She turns to improve his access.

Ben gives an address where we pick up the two girls, and then to the JW Marriott to pick up the guys and on to Mocombo.

The address turns out to be a drug store, we pull into the parking lot and two young girls come out of the store and get into the limo. Angel does the introductions. They are Poppy and Tranquility. The other of the first two girls is Bunny. I assume those are not their real names. The guy I have not been introduced to is Hans. The old guy is Allan. I assume he is the big honcho. Ben gets out an envelope for each of the girls. Both open the envelopes and count the money. Poppy clearly gets more.

We next stop at the Marriott and pick up Rod and Axel. April introduces them, so now I know which one is which.

Poppy announces that she has the drugs order. "Unfortunately, the cocaine tested as contaminated with Fentanyl, so I don't have any. I have run everything through the mass spectrometer and verified purity. I also found that the Ecstasy and Meth both come in two doses, so I have separated them into different baggies. Ben & Ann, I assume you are drug novices, so stick to the lower dosages, and I would advise avoiding the Ketamine. Now who wants what."

I ask "As I never got into the drug scene at school, what would you recommend for me?"

She reaches into her handbag and gets out an orange-colored baggie. "This is the low dose Meth, probably the safest for you. Start with one, and if it is OK after half an hour, you could move to the higher dose or take a second lower dose."

I take one and swallow it, with a wine chaser from the limo bar. Ben follows suit. The others all had their favorites and each one was in a different baggie. Poppy is really seriously organized. She notices my observing. "I am working on a PhD in biochemistry. Studying recreational drugs is part of my area of expertise. It gets me most of the parties where drugs are involved."

I nod. It is good to know that she understands the risks.

We pull up to the front door of Mocombo. Bobby asks us to wait in the car. He gets out and talks to the bouncer. An envelope passes hands. He comes back and opens the door. The bouncer has already opened the rope to let us through.

The first stop is the ATM next to the coat check. Each of the girls deposits the cash from her envelope. April tells me "We deposit the fees so that there is no opportunity for someone to steal the money from us." She then grabs Ben's arm. "Your wallet is in your back pocket. Move it or lose it. Front pocket is better. If you still have envelopes, put them in the inside breast pocket of your jacket and NEVER take it off."

Ben re-organizes based on her advice. We never really did the clubbing scene so all this is news to me.

Next, she looks at me. "What do you have in your purse?"

I open it up and show her. A few tissues and wipes, spermicide and ten condoms. She smiles. "Good choices. Even if someone gets into it there is nothing for them to steal that you cannot afford to lose." I realize that Angel has taken on the role of mother hen.

I look back out the door, but the limo is gone. "Where's Bobby?"

"He will park downstairs and join us in the VIP area."

A scantily clad waitress guides us upstairs to the central VIP room. We have three main couches as well as numerous chairs and funnily shaped benches. You could stage a Roman Orgy in here. Allan grabs Bunny and finds a large chair. He plops down with her on his lap and rubs her breasts. She reaches down and unzips his pants. I look away. He is not wasting any time.

We all get comfortable with Allan off to the side, fucking Bunny. The waitress asks for liquor orders. I order a Manhattan, and sit back. The Meth is starting to relax me. Poppy sits next to me. "How are you doing?"

"Relaxed, zen."

"Everything still clear, or are you getting a buzz?"

"Still clear."

"OK, the alcohol will hit you a bit harder than normal, but if you want it sounds like another low dose Meth will be safe for you. Do you want one?"

"Let's wait till the alcohol hits home before making that decision."

"Sure, good choice. And do some dancing, that will help your body burn the drugs and alcohol."

"I plan on it."

I look around, Ben is talking to Axel. Bunny is cleaning up Allan, and dripping cum. And, the drinks are arriving. My Manhattan tastes much like it should, though I suspect it has been watered down. I finish it quickly then see Poppy and April and Tranquility talking to Bobby. I join them.

"Ah, Ann. Just letting everyone know the signal. If you find yourself in trouble on the dance floor. Hold your hand in the air with your fingers spread as wide as possible. I should see it fairly fast and get in to give you a hand." He holds up his hand in demonstration.

"What kind of trouble am I likely to encounter on the dance floor?"

"If you feel like you are being herded in a direction you had not planned on. They may be trying to get you to a table where they have drugged drinks. Date rape is a danger in these clubs. With what Poppy gave you, you may not be making the best decisions. Occasionally some guy will try to fuck you on the dance floor, but with your dress that is unlikely."

"Fuck things have changed in the last few years."

"Just go out and enjoy yourself. I am watching from the stairs where I have a good view of the floor."

The four of us plunge into the crowded dance floor. It is wild. I haven't danced like this, well ever. Bodies everywhere. Hands on my ass, my breasts, my back. I find Poppy. "I think I need another."

She digs into her pocket and pulls out a lozenge of Meth. I pop it. Another ten minutes and I don't care about the hands. But I have a serious buzz. Maybe it was a stronger one.

A guy has his hand on my butt. I realize I am at the edge of the dance floor. How did I get here. I turn and try to go back but it is too crowded. I panic, hand in the air fingers spread. Someone pulling me.

Bobby. He has my arm. Someone grabs my other arm. Bobby decks him. In a moment club security is here. Bobby leads me away. "Sorry Bobby, I don't know what happened, and I panicked." I look back, club security is hauling the guy out.

We start up the stairs. "You did the right thing. I got you out and club security is dealing with the guy. I know them he won't be getting back in for some time." Part way up the stairs he stops. "You go ahead; I need to find Poppy."

I head up to the VIP room, and he stops to survey the dance floor. I proceed up. Allan is deep in Tranquility and Rod is in Angel. Bunny is sitting with Hans. Poppy is grazing the food at the back of the room. I head back down the stairs and tell Bobby she is back. We return to the VIP room.

For the next couple of hours, I drink, dance, pop pills, and watch the four girls getting fucked. At one point I am sitting with Rod, and realize he has his hand in my top, pinching my nipple. It feels good, but I realize that I shouldn't allow it. I gently pull him out and move over to sit on Ben for a while.

Allan stands up. "OK, everyone, time to move to the hotel."

Everyone except Bobby is stoned and drunk. Poor Bobby, it is like herding cats. However, he gets everyone into the elevator, and then into the limo, and we are off to the hotel.

At the hotel, Bobby gets everyone out and into the elevator. Someone else seems to be parking the limo. I grab Ben. "Ben, I am so fucking horny. When we get upstairs, I am going to fuck you silly." I realize it is Hans not Ben. "Where's Ben?"

An arm wraps around me. "Right here. Heard you. Me too."

Bobby herds us into the Presidential Suite. Four bedrooms, a small kitchen area and a living room. Food already set up and waiting for us. Angel helps me get out of my dress. Someone pulls my panties off. I head for Ben who is on a couch. Bunny is getting him out of his pants. I get to him and lean over to kiss him. Bunny undoes my bra and it falls off. I am kissing Ben. Bunny rubs my clit. She spreads my ass. Someone sticks his cock in my pussy.

I stop kissing Ben. "Ben, someone is fucking me."

He looks over my shoulder. "Allan"

"Ben, he is big. I am tight for him."

"Does it feel good?"

"Very good. I wanted to fuck you."

"It's OK, I am next."

I look down and Bunny is giving him a slow hand job. Allan is picking up speed. Bunny uses her other hand to rub my clit. I cum. Allan holds me up while my legs turn to spaghetti. He never slows down.

I kiss Ben. He fondles my breasts. Allan keeps fucking me. I am totally stoned. I am totally enjoying it.

I feel Allan swell up inside me. His cum beats a drum against my diagram. I cum again. Another shot, and another. "Ann, you are one really nice fuck. Far better than what's her name from last year. Ben, I love fucking your wife." He pulls out and wanders off. I hear one of the girls cum loudly.

Bunny pushes me forward, positions me and Ben then guides him into me. I can feel the cum running down my leg. Ben thrusts into me. It sounds soggy, more cum is forced out to run down my leg. Ben is stoned. "God, Ann, this is amazing. I have never fucked someone so full of cum."

"Is it good?"

"Yeah, amazing."

I ride him for a while, time seems to be flowing strangely. Someone is stroking my back while I fuck Ben. Bunny says "You two are hot." Ben cums, filling me again with cum. He is not as fat nor as long as Allan, but I still love the way he feels inside me. I cum. We collapse together.

Bunny pushes me off to the side. "My turn." She mounts Ben who has remained hard. I roll over onto my back on the couch next to Ben. I watch his cock enter her. I have never been this close to someone getting fucked. I rub my clit. It is turning me on.

I look up at Rod. He lifts my legs, and puts an ankle on each shoulder. His cock slides into me, squeezing out a river of cum. His cock has a curve to my left. It is a strange feeling. I have never had a guy with a curved cock before. He is pounding me hard so I reach down and rub my clit. Bunny orgasms, and Ben groans and thrusts up hard, lifting her up. After a couple of minutes Rod thrusts hard, and cums. I keep rubbing my clit, till I cum, just as Rod is pulling out.

I lay on the couch and the cum drains out of me. Finally, I get up, and look around. Everyone is naked except Bobby, who is sitting in a puffy chair, reading a book. I walk over and sit on his lap. "You rescued me at the club, if you want you can fuck me."

"Maybe some other time. I have a deal with my wife; I don't fuck other women unless she is here to participate. She likes girls."

"OK, maybe next year then."

"Maybe."

I get up and wander into a bedroom. Axel is lying next to Angel. I climb onto the bed and lay beside him. I start to drift off to sleep.

I am almost asleep when Axel rolls me over and lifts my butt. He rubs his cock from my ass to my clit and back. I moan, it really feels good. Then he thrusts inside me. He feels fatter than Ben, but does not reach as deep. My mind rolls the sensations around as he fucks me. I have never had guys close enough together to be able to compare them before. Angel rubs my clit. I cum again. Axel is almost fucked out. I cum a second time before he stiffens up and blasts his cum into me. I stretch out and drift off toward sleep again.

The bed rocking wakes me up. I look over and see Hans fucking April. She is getting loud, so I figure close to cumming. Someone grabs my leg, I look up. Allan has a big grin on his face. "Ann, you are the best fuck of the group. Ride me."

He lays on his back next to me, so I throw a leg over and sit on him. I rub my clit back and forth along his cock. He moans. I reach down and guide him into me. I lean forward and start bouncing my pussy on his cock. He reaches up and grabs my breasts, then curls up so he can suck on a nipple. I rub my clit. Allan beats me and cums first. I keep going until I cum. Then I lay on top of him, waiting for him to soften and fall out.

It doesn't happen; he stays hard and soon starts stroking again. After a bit he stops. "Over" I get off him and start to lay on my back. "No, doggy" I assume the position. He slides into me. All the cum in my pussy makes great lube. He is still tight in me. I love that feeling of being totally filled up. The cum is being squeezed out and it is running down my leg. I am glad that laundry is not going to be my problem. It takes a bit longer for him to cum this time, and I get another orgasm. Finally, he cums, filling me with a huge load. I wonder how he manages to cum so much after fucking so many times.

I collapse prone with him on top. After a while he gets soft and pulls out. "I am going to ask for you and Ben for next year, you are such a great lay." He gets up and leaves. I pull the covers over me and fall asleep.

I wake up as someone rolls me over. I did not hear the others leave the bedroom, or Hans enter, but he is here for his turn. I don't know how long I was out, but the window is starting to show light. I am no longer as stoned. But I remember everything, or at least a fair amount. I raise my knees and spread them. Hans slides into my still wet pussy. He is the smallest of the five men. But that does not prevent him from hitting my G-spot. I rub my clit and cum hard. Hans cums. Apparently, size and volume of cum are not related. He fills me with cum till it is running out.

When he pulls out, I sit up. I let the river of cum flow onto the bedcover. After a while I stand up, Hans is gone. I wander out and find Ben. Poppy is wrapped around him on one of the other beds. Someone has covered them with a blanket. I crawl underneath it and wrap myself around them.

Ben pushes me awake. Poppy is gone. "We should cleanup and go home."

I nod and get up. We find our clothes, and get dressed. As we are dressing, Bobby wakes up. "Ready to go home?"

"Yup."

He walks us down to the limo, and drives us home. "Bobby, if we are the entertainers next year, bring your wife."

He smiles. "You remembered. I thought you were gone enough that you would not remember. I will, if you are ok with it."

Ben responds "I don't know if we will be the ones, but if we are, then yes you should bring your wife. Provided that she is OK with getting fucked by a group of men."

"Nothing to worry about there, she will be thrilled to be part of it. She used to work for the agency. Allan and his crew were one of her assignments about three years ago. She said she loved it. Allan is big."

I watched the limo pull away. "It's up to you, but if the opportunity to do this again is offered, I would not object to doing it again."

Ben hugs me as we open the door. "Me too." As we are climbing the stairs to the bedroom, "Where are you on your cycle? Do we need to get you a morning after pill?"

"I had the forethought to install my diaphragm. I should have been ok for another couple of days anyway, but I will be more comfortable if we pick up a morning after pill today."