Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Ruined Wife: #1

Chris couldn't wait for him and his wife Jamie's hot date tonight. They had planned it all week for their fifth

wedding anniversary. They were going to a club dancing and having a few drinks, but most of all he couldn't wait

to take her back and fuck the shit out of her. They had always had a very active sex life, his wife was a slut in

bed. Every tthey made love it was like the first time. She was his trophy wife. She loved sex, she was

experimental, she had the tightest pussy he had ever had, and most of all his was the only cock she had ever

felt. She was his spectacle that everyone was jealous of. He loved her short blonde hair framing her face in her

black rimmed glasses. Her pert and supple 36Cs, and her sexy thin waist that extenuated her nice firm ass. For a

37 year old she didn't look a day past 25, which was much more than Chris could say about himself. Now he sat

downstairs in his nice outfit waiting for his wife to get ready. He couldn't wait to see what she was wearing, she

had teased him all week about what she had bought for the occasion.

Upstairs as Jamie was getting ready to go she talked on her phone with her best friend Claire. Claire had given

her the hottest idea she had heard a few weeks earlier, and couldn't wait for her husband to have fun with her

when they got back. "Now you took the two rolls | gave you right?"

"Yes Claire, when | get back we're going to fuck all night. He has no clue that | even am doing this, he's going to

have so much fun tonight treatinglike a slut when we get home." Jamie said as she finished putting the rest

of her makeup on. "Hey | have to go, it's tforand Chris to hit the clubs."

"Have fun don't get into to much trouble." Claire said with a giggle before hanging up.

By the tChris and Jamie had arrived at the club Jamie was starting to feel the ecstasy kick in. Everything

seemed to feel amazing as she slid her hands over the soft leather of Chris' luxury sedan.

Entering the club Chris could tell something was different with Jamie, she had been more flirty than usual with

him. Brushing it off as nothing he remember how she told him she had been playing with herself all day waiting

for tonight, and attributed it to her just being overly horny for him.

An hours had passed, they had danced and had a few drinks. The ecstasy had now overpowered Jamie. Her

pussy was throbbing between her legs, and her panties were entirely soaked. She wanted to take her man home

and get the fucking she needed, but she kept her mouth shut, knowing that Chris would want to stay for at least

another hour and have a few drinks. They quietly sat down at a back table to have a few drinks.

Chris hadn't notice his wife's state of intoxication, mostly because of his own already. They had a few drinks

before they danced and he just assumed that she was really tipsy. They flirted with each other, her sipping on

her fuzzy navel, him with his Budweiser. After about thirty minutes Jamie was ready to leave, but before she

could say anything they were approached by a man. He was nicely dressed in a suit and tie, as he looked at the

couple and said "May | join you?" Jamie was staring at Chris with her no way look, but Chris didn't notice.

Realizing all the seats were taken Chris responded "Sure pull up a chair." The man introduced himself as Reginald

Marks. He chere to meet his friend who apparently owned the club. Chris and Reginald chatted as they sat

there drinking. Jamie had remained mostly quiet as she tried to keep her attention off the amazing feeling

covering her body, and the every growing excitement in between her legs. After about another thirty minutes of

drinking the ecstasy had completely kicked in for Jamie, Claire had warned her that it was slow, but the most

potent she had ever had. Chris hadn't even noticed her shallow breathing or her blushed face as he continued to

talk politics with their new friend Reginald. It wasn't long before Reginald's phone rang, answering it he had a

short conversation before putting it away.

"how would you guys like to go to the VIP room?" Reginald said with excitement in his voice.

"YES" Chris shouted out before Jamie could step in and stop him. He had never been in a VIP but how could he

resist something as distinguished as being a VIP at a club. They walked through the crowd, his hand on Jamie's

guiding her through following Reginald toward a back room guarded by two large black guys.

Entering the room Chris and Jamie were introduced to Barry, the owner of the club, and his friend Mark. The VIP

room was amazing, it had a pool table, a full bar, works of art that probably cost thousands. They sat around a

large table round table, Jamie couldn't believe this was going the way it was as she looked in anger at Chris who

continued his debate with Reginald. She couldn't stand it any longer. Her body felt so good and her pussy was

aching for it, but she bit her tongue as she tried to bare it for a little while longer. She hoped they wouldn't stay

long, she had lost track of what was happening around her other than her desire. Almost 15 minutes had passed

before she realized that she was sandwiched in between Barry and Mark.

Chris had finally ended the discussion about an hour after they entered the VIP room and he looked at his sexy

wife and knew something was wrong. Her face was entirely flushed, her eyes glassed over, and she was almost

panting. He realized then that Barry and Mark had managed to move her to the far end of the table.

"Hey babe it's tto go." he said, but she didn't respond. "Hey Jamie con, it's tto leave"

This tshe did respond. She snapped back harshly "Shut up or leave"

At this point Chris stood to see Barry

and Mark's hands massaging his

wife's legs, and her hands were

rocking slowly up and down on the

biggest, blackest, cocks he had ever

seen. He started to protest at the site

but the two guards from outside had

entered the room, and each put a

hand on his shoulders. Reginald

grinned at him and said in an

arrogant voice. "I believe your wits

told youto do s meth@y. KoW you

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can gitar ferk off watching your wife

have sfun, or you can leave and

jerk off alone." Quietly Chris sat back

down humiliated, humbled, and

disgraced that his wife would do this

to him. It was at this point the guards

lifted the table and moved it out of

the way to expose what Mark and

Barry were doing to her on the other

end. Jamie's sexy black skirt had

been lifted, but her panties were still

on. The sexy black panties that she

had put on just for him were now

sopping wet, to the point that you

could see every contour of her

swollen, horny, pussy. Her peaked

through the material, a button

begging to be pushed as Barry and

Mark hand continued to slide up her

legs, then up her toned belly and

rested on her large mounds. She let

out a sigh as the two hands started

to tease her pert nipples that were

now clearly visible behind her

strapless dress. Her hands

continuing to caress those eight inch

black cocks. Barry reach behind her

unzipping her dress, he slipped it

down her body exposing her white

large breasts. Jamie inhaled sharply

as the cold air hit her erect nipples.

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Barry continued to pinch and tease

her mounds with both his hand as

Mark's fingers slid up and down the

crotch of her now slick pantiée. Biting

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her {ip Dlstppress a moan she

shivered as the dark hands began to

lightly brush against her begging clit.

Chris sat there diverting his eyes as

he used his hands to try and hide his

now clearly visible erection. Reginald

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