Snow Ball By Lingus
The weather forecast for the Twin Cities sounded pretty ominous. There was the possibility of up to two feet of snow during the next twelve hours. The wind was picking up and the temperature had already dropped twenty degrees in the last three hours. The sky was gray and foreboding...a sure sign of an early winter storm, most Minnesotans agreed as they returned from their lunch hour.
"We are asking all businesses in the area to close early and permit their employees to go home so that they can beat the storm," radio and TV announcers chanted almost in unison.
"Boy, this doesn't sound good," Paula Petri said to Donna Johnson, her colleague in Huber Transport's computer department as they went back to their desks after lunch. "What do you think they'll do here?"
"Well, we've only had one really bad storm since I started, but that time they sent most people home. They put a few of us up at the Hyatt so that we could get keep the system up on our regular schedule."
The Hyatt Hotel was less than a block from Huber's office so it was the logical place to go in such a situation. Keeping the data flowing was critical to a national trucking company. After all, only a few of their trucks would be affected by this blizzard in the Upper Midwest. Most of their business was actually in the Southeast and along the Atlantic Coast. Those areas wouldn't be affected by this storm...at least not for a day or two.
Paula went back to work but in the back of her mind she couldn't stop worrying about what was about to happen outside.
"Paula, could you come in here for a minute?" Steve Raeburn, her boss, asked over the intercom.
"What's up, Steve?" Paula asked as she entered his office.
"I think we'd better close the office," Steve announced. "We're already getting reports of very dangerous driving conditions in St. Cloud, so I think you should tell everyone to get out of here as fast and safely as they can. Oh, and Paula, a few of us are taking rooms at the Hyatt so we can stay around and keep Hal running until six and then be available in the morning to get operational again. I'd appreciate it if you could join us. We need your experience in case there's a problem."
"Gee, Steve, I'd like to stay. I'll have to check though to see if Bob's going to be home to take care of the kids. I'll let you know in a minute. OK?"
"Fine. Call him and get right back to me. Send everyone else but Donna home though. She's already said she'd stay."
On her way out of Steve's office, Donna stopped her.
"So Paula, are you going to stay?" she asked. "I sure hope so. I'd hate to be the only gal again this year. All those men get a little much after a couple of hours."
"I don't know yet, Donna," Paula answered. "I've got to check on things at home first. I'll stay if I can."
"Hi honey," Paula said when her husband answered the phone at their house. "I'm glad that you're there. Are the kids OK? Did everyone make it home?"
"Yes, sweetheart, they're fine. School let out early, so they were already at the Kendall's when I got home. But what about you? Aren't you coming home soon? It sounds like there isn't much time to spare."
"Well, I wanted to talk to you about that. Steve has asked me to stay here if I can. The company has taken some rooms at the Hyatt, so come of us can stay and keep the system up. Would that be alright with you?"
"Gee, honey, I'm not sure," her husband hesitated. "I mean do you feel alright about it?"
"Oh, I don't mind really," Paula replied. "Donna is going to stay too. She says she's done it before. I guess it really isn't too bad, except I didn't bring a toothbrush with me. Fortunately I wore my warm coat and gloves today though. I'll bet it'll be a cold walk over there later."
Paula and Bob chatted a little more about her decision before they agreed that she should stay at work. Neither of them had any idea what a fateful choice that was...and its import had nothing to do with computers.
By mid-afternoon the storm hit. Within minutes visibility dropped to just a few feet. This was going to be a doozy. Looking out the window of her office, Paula could see that suddenly the people of the Twin Cities had gone into temporary hibernation. The steady stream of traffic that normally passed by on the Interstate just a few feet away had all but disappeared. Instead there seemed to be an endless parade of flashing yellow lights indicating that the salt-trucks and snowplows were out in full force. Paula shuddered at the eery sight.
This would be a first for her and her ******. They had just moved up from Atlanta a few months earlier when Huber consolidated all of its computer operations into one.
"Why did they have to pick this place?" she wondered as she listened to the reports of more than six inches of snow already in the far northwestern suburbs of Minneapolis. "I hope Bob and the kids will be alright."
While Paula was mostly concerned about the welfare of her ******, she was also a little puzzled by what was going on there at the office. Instead of being the least bit worried about the heinous trick that Mother Nature was pulling on them outdoors, everyone appeared to be in a very festive mood. Although the six of them were kept too busy handling the work that was normally done by three times that number, there was a lot of banter and laughing as the afternoon wore on. Finally Paula had to find out what this was all about. She called Donna aside and asked her.
"Why is everyone is such high spirits?" she asked. "It isn't normal to be so up-beat when things are so nasty outside."
"Oh, don't worry," Donna replied. "It's just that these nights in town are usually a lot of fun. When we get to the hotel, we'll have a nice suite and Steve will order anything we want from room service. It turns into a real fun party...almost like a teenage sleepover. Just wait. You'll see."
A phone call for Paula from Baltimore interrupted them. She accepted Donna's explanation and went back to work.
The valiant six held down the fort until seven o'clock, which was when the west coast offices closed. After sending out a bulletin to all offices that they were leaving and hoped to be back at six the next morning, they turned out the lights, locked the door and headed to the Hyatt.
"It's party time!" Chris Anderson shouted with glee as the group turned toward the hotel. As soon as they passed the corner of their building the extent of the storm became obvious. The wind was so strong it practically took their breath away and the snow was nearly a foot deep already. In fact, they immediately encountered their first drift, which was more than two feet deep.
"Everyone hold hands and form a chain," Steve yelled as loudly as he could. "We don't want anyone to get lost or stuck in the snow."
Paula grabbed a hold of the outstretched hand in front of her and reached back to Donna who she knew was behind her. She was frightened and it made her feel better to feel the grip of her two co- workers.
The trek to the hotel seemed to take forever even though it was only a long block. Fortunately the bright "Hyatt" sign was faintly visible even in the blowing snow and it acted like a beacon on a foggy night. The weary, cold intrepids arrived fifteen minutes after they'd left the shelter of their office. It had been a harrowing experience for Paula who'd never seen such severe weather. She'd fallen down in one particularly deep drift and Kevin McHugh and Larry Albins had to rescue her. She'd been too frightened to give any thought to the fact that they pulled her from the drift by both placing their hands firmly under her crotch and lifting her up.
Once inside the safe warm lobby of the hotel, the others began to brush the snow off their clothes while Paula stood wondering why they were stomping up and down and flailing themselves frantically.
"You need to get that snow off before it melts," Larry said when he noticed Paula standing there shivering. "Otherwise your clothes will get all wet and you really will feel cold. Here, I'll help you."
Without waiting for a response, Larry began to brush the snow off for her. Since she'd fallen down she had snow all the way up to her waist. Larry was not shy about brushing it off and Paula suddenly realized that her colleague had his hands all over her ass and crotch again. This time her defenses were on alert and she was about to push his hands away when he moved them on down her thighs and then to her calves.
"Th...th...th...thank you, Larry," she shivered when he was finished, "and thanks for saving me out there. I really appreciate it."
"Oh, don't mention it, Paula," Larry replied with a grin. "You can express your gratitude later."
Paula was puzzled by his remark, but as she was about to ask for a clarification Steve walked up with the room keys.
"Good news," he announced. "We got the same suite as last year. Let's get up there and have a drink while we wait for dinner."
"Great idea, boss!" Kevin proclaimed. "I can't wait."
The six of them completed their trek by walking over to the elevator and going up to the top floor. It seemed strange to Paula to be checking into a hotel without any luggage. She'd only done that once before when she and Bob had gone to an adult motel as a special treat on their tenth wedding anniversary. They only rented the room for three hours one afternoon so they didn't need any luggage. They just went there to spend some time in the Jacuzzi, watch a dirty movie on TV and enjoy some great sex. It had been a lot of fun and they promised each other they'd do it again, but they'd just never gotten around to it in the two years since.
The suite was indeed very nice, and quite large. There were bedrooms at each end. One of them was assigned to Donna and Paula and the other would be for Chris and Steve. Larry and Kevin were to sleep on the two hide-a-beds in the living room. Each bedroom had its own bath and there was a third bath just inside the main door to the suite. With six people needing them in the morning it would get a little crowded, but they'd get by. "I guess this really won't be too bad," Paula thought to herself as she took off her coat and hung it in the closet. "Not exactly my idea of a great way to spent a winter evening...but still not too bad. It is too bad though that Bob can't be here. He'd get a kick out of it."
Paula's thought of Bob reminded her that she had promised to give him a call as soon as she'd arrived safely at the hotel. She'd nearly forgotten and he probably was starting to get worried.
"Hi sweetheart," she said as her ******** Kelly answered the phone. "This is Mommy. How are you all doing?"
Everything at home was under control. Bob had fixed dinner and the kids seemed very excited about seeing a blizzard for the first time. School had already been cancelled for the next day, so they couldn't wait to go out and play in the snow. Bob still seemed concerned about Paula but was relieved to know that she was safe and in comfortable surroundings. The two of them blew each other kisses over the phone and then said "good night".
Steve had everyone pick out what they wanted from the room service menu and called in their order. Since it would be nearly an hour before the food arrived, he got some snacks out of the honor bar and took their drink orders as well. Paula, who normally drank only an occasional glass of wine, decided that a glass of brandy sounded good. She'd always heard that brandy was supposed to warm you up and she still felt chilled to the bone. The drinks were poured and she and Donna took theirs with them into their bedroom to survey the situation.
"Ahh, great!" Paula gleefully declared from the bathroom. "They have a hair dryer in here. I won't have to worry about looking quite so bad tomorrow." She also happily noted that there was a small supply of many of the toiletries that she would like to have to get ready for work the next day.
When Paula went back out into their bedroom she found Donna hanging her slacks up in the closet.
"What are you doing?" Paula asked.
"They're wet so I'm hanging them up to dry," Donna explained. "I'm sure I'll be warmer without them for now."
"But won't that take awhile?" Paula continued. "What about eating dinner?"
"Oh, no problem," Donna, "this shirt is as long as some dresses the girls wear these days. I'm sure the guys won't mind."
"But what about your husband?" Paula asked in dismay. "What would he think?"
"Oh, I'm sure Jack wouldn't care. I've dressed like this around his friends lots of times. He thinks it's sort of cool."
"Wow," Paula thought to herself. She figured that Bob would be very upset if she ever let another man see her dressed like that.
Just then there was a knock on their bedroom door. "Come in," Donna invited.
It was Steve who'd come to see if either of them needed another drink. Paula hadn't taken much note, but her glass was already empty. She hadn't realized how easily Remy Martin cognac went down. She did notice that it was beginning to give her a nice warm glow however. Both of the women ordered refills.
Paula turned and looked at Donna as she ordered her drink. Donna was seated on the edge of the bed, and Paula was mortified to notice that the front of her long blouse was spread open across her thighs so that Steve had a clear view of Donna's pink panties. Donna noticed her glance and after quickly surveying herself, she gave a little tug on each side of the blouse to hide some but not all of the view.
"My gawd," Paula murmured. "What sort of woman is she anyhow? I can't believe she's so casual about things like that."
Steve again interrupted Paula's train of thought by telling both of the women that they should join the men in the living room. Donna calmly got up to leave and Paula followed.
"Hey Donna," Chris called out when he saw her. "What happened to your pants?"
"Yeah, Donna," Larry chimed in. "You and Paula playing strip poker without us?"
Paula felt her face turn red at these comments. There was an obvious flavor of sex in the air that made her very nervous.
"No guys. Nothing like that," Donna replied. "My slacks are wet and they were making me cold so I took them off to dry. I hope you guys don't mind...do you?"
"Of course not, Donna," Chris replied. "But if you're still cold, come on over here and I'll keep you warm."
"Don't you wish," Donna shot back. "You guys are really being naughty tonight, and we haven't even had dinner yet. I wonder what's become of you. Just think of the kind of impression you're giving Paula."
"Well, hell, I'd be happy to keep Paula warm too," Chris replied. "Hey Paula, are you cold too?" "No not really," Paula replied as her sense of embarrassment deepened.
"Ah come on," Larry chided. "You must be cold. I can see that your slacks are soaking wet. You must be freezing with them on."
"I'm a little chilly, yes," Paula confessed, "but I think I'll keep mine on, if you all don't mind."
"Oh don't be such a prude Paula," Kevin joined in. "Nobody here is going to get uptight about some bare legs. In fact, I'll tell you what. My pants are wet too. I'm going to take them off and hang them up too. Then maybe that will make you girls more comfortable."
Kevin was good to his word. He stood up and promptly took off his trousers. Underneath he was wearing black boxer shorts. Paula gasped slightly at the sight as Kevin walked over to the closet and took his time hanging up his pants.
"There, Paula. Does that make you feel better? Now go get those wet things of yours off too before you catch pneumonia."
"Thanks Kevin," Paula mumbled as she swallowed the last of her second glass of brandy, "but I think I'll keep them on...at least for now. OK?"
Paula was rescued by a knock at the door.
"Room service!" came the call. Dinner had arrived. When the server entered the room with his cart full of food, Paula expected Kevin and Donna to leave the room to avoid being seen. Neither moved, however, which was another surprise to her. The server, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice even though Donna again was sitting with her panties clearly on display.
Everyone suddenly concentrated on eating his or her meals. It had been a long time since lunch and they were all very hungry. The food came just in time to keep Paula from getting sick. She'd had more to drink already than she usually drank in a week...and she never drank anything as potent as Remy Martin. Instead of becoming ill she got slightly *****. By the time dinner was finished Paula's senses were dulled to the point that when she caught a glimpse of Kevin's cock through the opening in his shorts, she started to giggle instead of becoming upset.
"What are you so tickled about?" Kevin asked when she laughed.
"Your thing is about to come out," Paula whispered loudly as she pointed at his crotch.
"What are you looking at that for anyhow?" he teased. He reached down and pulled his entire tool out and left it there for Paula and everyone else on his side of the table to see. "If you really want to see it, have a good look," he announced proudly. "Ahhhh," Paula gasped and turned away. "Kevin, what are you doing? Put that thing away right now!" she ordered as everyone else roared with laughter. Even Donna laughed which still puzzled Paula.
"So Paula, are your pants dry yet?" Kevin asked when they'd all recovered from his blatant display and were taking their seats to watch a movie on the tube.
"No, not really," Paula admitted. In fact, Paula realized that it was no longer just a problem of being cold. Her wet slacks were beginning to chafe her upper thighs, which was very uncomfortable.
"Then I really think you should take them off," Kevin insisted. "We can't afford to have you getting sick tonight, now can we?"
Somehow Kevin's firm manner and Paula's weakening inhibitions changed her mind.
"I guess you're right," she said as she got up and headed for her room.
As soon as she took off her slacks, Paula realized that her blouse was far shorter than Donna's. It barely covered her panties when she was standing up. It wouldn't hide a thing when she sat down. On top of that Paula had worn lacy cream-colored lingerie that day and the shadow of her brown beaver was clearly visible through the lace front panel of the panties.
"I can't go out there like this," Paula thought as she reached for her slacks to put them back on. Then she got the great idea of wrapping one of the hotel's luxurious bath towels around her hips. "There. That should take care of it," she decided as she looked in the mirror again with the towel in place. "Probably not something my husband or my mother would approve, but a lot more modest than Donna or Kevin," she mused.
When Paula returned to the living room she discovered that she looked a lot more modest than any of the rest of them. All of the men had removed their trousers and were standing waiting for her to get a good look before they sat down again. Steve also had on boxer shorts, which hinted at a slight bulge within. Chris and Larry both wore jockey shorts and their bulges were more pronounced.
"Oh my gawd!" Paula gasped again when she saw the lineup of men. She started to turn to retreat back into her room, when Kevin, who'd been sitting next to where she stood suddenly reached out.
"Hey. That towel's not fair," he blurted as he grabbed it and pulled it from her body. Paula's hands instinctively moved to hide her pubic area, but everyone instantly knew that Paula was not a real blonde...a matter of considerable speculation in the office, she later found out.
"Whheeew! Whheww!" came the chorus of wolf whistles. Paula turned a hundred shades of red and again tried to run back into the other room.
"Where are you going?" Kevin asked as he stood to block her retreat. "Come on Paula. Just relax. As soon as Steve gets us another drink, we're all going to watch a movie. The gals on TV will probably have even less clothes on than you, so you ought to feel more comfortable especially since none of them will be as pretty or as sexy as you. Right guys?"
"Yeah. For sure!" Chris confirmed. The others joined in the cheer of agreement.
Paula didn't follow Kevin's bizarre logic, but she somehow was calmed by his firm manner and she wasn't too far out of it to be pleased by the men's confirmation of her attractiveness. She found a place to sit and waited for her fresh drink. After attempting futilely to cover herself with the tail of her blouse, she gave up and let her panties show. She held her thighs tightly together and laid her hands in her lap.
The movie that the guys...apparently with Donna's agreement...had picked to watch was an adult one and the opening scene showed a woman giving a guy head. Since this was the "cable" version, the guy's cock wasn't shown but the movie was more explicit than Paula had ever watched before with anyone other than her husband. She sat self-consciously as the screen was filled with various views of the woman's face as she pleasured the guy. This scenario went on for several minutes and Paula felt her level embarrassment increasing by the second. She tried very hard to avoid making eye contact with any of the men in the room. She just stared at the TV or at the floor.
Chris finally distracted her when he tried to adjust his shorts. Paula instinctively looked his way and noticed that the bulge in his shorts had grown significantly. Soon the other men were also doing the same thing, but Kevin was different. Instead of simply adjusting his shorts, he began slowing stroking himself through the thin fabric of his boxers. Paula couldn't believe her eyes but she found it very hard to look away either. When she did sneak a glimpse around the room she noticed that Donna had her hand pressed between her thighs and was rubbing herself. Everyone but Paula seemed to be really getting into the erotic mood of the flick.
"Paula," someone whispered. "Paula...what do you think of this?"
Paula looked to her left and there sat Kevin with his cock out of his shorts again. This time, however, it was fully erect. When she looked at him, Kevin reached for her hand and placed it on his throbbing member. Paula withdrew instantly as though she had just touched a hot stove. Again she heard soft laughter as the others enjoyed her embarrassed response. As the scene on the screen appeared to approach a climax the mood in the room became very tense and quiet again. Suddenly the scene shifted from the bedroom to a scene in a downtown office and Paula breathed a large sigh of relief.
"That sucks," Larry muttered as he reached for the remote and shut off the TV. "What a build up and nothing happened. That really sucks!"
"For sure," Steve agreed. "I didn't think she was all that good at it anyhow...not nearly as good as Donna."
Paula nearly broke her neck as she swung around to look at the woman she worked with. What did Steve mean by that? How did he have any idea how good Donna was at giving head? Was he talking about another Donna?
"That's for sure," Kevin agreed. "Donna is the best!"
"Gee, thanks guys," Donna said as Paula stared at her in disbelief. "Flattery like that will get you anywhere."
"Donna, how would you like to play another game of 'Guess Who?' like we did last year?" Steve interrupted. "Oh. Paula you'd be welcome to play too, if you'd like."
"That sounds like fun to me," Donna replied. "I think we should up the ante this time though. How about a hundred for each correct guess?"
"What's this all about?" Paula asked as she tried to follow the conversation.
"It's a very simple contest," her boss answered. "Donna is blindfolded and then she has to identify us. The only things she can use are her hands and her mouth and she can only touch us...let's say below the waist and above the knees. Isn't that about it guys?"
"To put it more bluntly, if I may," Donna interjected, "I have to identify each of their cocks with my mouth and my fingers. It's really a lot of fun. Last year I got two of them right and since the prize was fifty bucks each, I won a hundred bucks. Believe me it was the easiest hundred I've ever made...and the most fun."
"OK. Is a hundred each OK with you guys?" Steve asked. "Paula, you can watch Donna do it once and I'm sure you'll catch on."
Paula fell back in her chair in astonishment. She sat speechless as Donna removed the rest of her clothes. With any pretense of office decorum now vanished, the men were soon naked as well. A blindfold was found for Donna and the four men lined up in a row with their turgid poles waving in the air. Paula hadn't seen many erect cocks in person...only her husband's in fact, but she quickly realized as she studied them carefully that there were some distinct differences in their appearance.
"I wonder though how she'll be able to tell the difference blindfolded," she thought to herself as Donna worked on her first candidate, who was Larry. She gave Larry's erection a good going over and then moved on to Chris who was next. He too got a great licking. The dazed look on his face revealed his pleasure. It looked to Paula, who was by no means an expert on the subject...yet, anyhow...that Chris was about to cum when Donna moved on again. Steve was third and Kevin got the last tongue-lashing. Each of them appeared to enjoy the test as well.
"OK Donna. Guess who!" Steve ordered. He then pushed Larry over toward Donna who remained on her knees on the floor. Larry willingly guided his wagging member to Donna's inviting mouth. Donna spent a few seconds rechecking him and then announced, "This is Larry."
Paula couldn't believe that Donna got that one right. Larry's and Steve's cocks looked so much alike it must be very hard to tell them apart.
"Very good Donna," Steve announced. "You've already won a hundred bucks. Now guess who!" Chris quickly stepped forward and guided his cock into Donna's talented mouth. After a few seconds Donna pulled back and said "Steve?"
"Ohhhh, Donna. No, but you're still batting five hundred. Are you ready for contestant number three?"
"Sure," Donna replied enthusiastically.
"Alright then Donna. Guess who!" Steve's own member was quickly engulfed in Donna's waiting mouth. The rest of the group could see her tongue slowly massaging the pink head of Steve's cock. Steve looked like he was in heaven. Donna worked for a few more seconds with the tip of her tongue and then opened her mouth and swallowed his cock. She got nearly all of it in before pulling back again. "This one must be Steve then," she announced rather confidently.
A cheer went up from the group and Donna smiled. She'd just won two hundred bucks doing something Paula later learned was her favorite pastime.
"That was terrific, Donna," Steve announced as he caught his breath. "One more to go. Guess who. Is this Chris or Kevin?"
Kevin came forward and let Donna go to work on him. She gave him the same treatment she'd given Steve and when she was finished accurately identified him. As the men cheered, Donna pulled off her blindfold and pulled Kevin's cock back into her mouth.
"I want you to cum in my mouth," she mumbled as she worked feverishly on her prey. "Better hold off a minute, Donna," Steve advised as he pulled Kevin back. "We have another contestant here. Are you ready to play now, Paula?"
Paula suddenly couldn't move. She felt her stomach do a flip-flop and then it was full of butterflies. Only one other cock had ever been in Paula's mouth and even that one...her husband's...hadn't been there until just a three or four years ago. Fellatio wasn't something that Paula had a lot of experience doing. Neither was infidelity. As the reality of what was going on suddenly hit her, Paula nearly ran out the door of the suite. Since she was rather scantily dressed, it would have been a short chilly trip, but that thought crossed her mind.
She was about to firmly express her refusal to play along when Larry walked over to her chair.
"Paula," he said. "I think your panties are getting wet." Instead of waiting for her response, he reached down and pushed his fingers down between her tightly clenched thighs. Then he ran them up and down against her panty-covered cunt. As he rubbed Paula felt her resolve dissipating and her thighs relaxed and fell open. Larry continued his flagrant caress. Paula still did not respond verbally so Larry worked more vigorously. Then as the four others watched he slipped a finger inside the hem of Paula's panties and began to rub her bare cunt.
Paula gasped with delight and surprise.
"I think this woman wants to play too," he proclaimed.
Again the four men lined up in a row. Donna helped Paula diffidently take her place in front of the four and then put on the blindfold. The men rearranged themselves and this time Chris was first and he firmly guided his cock toward Paula's mouth. She still was pretty unsure about things so her mouth wasn't open and waiting, but as soon as she felt the tip of Chris' cock against her lips she opened up and took him in. Paula shook slightly as she realized that her body had just been invaded by only the second cock she'd ever experienced.
At first Paula worked hesitantly as though she didn't like fellatio. Her libido again overcame her alcohol-impaired inhibitions and Paula began giving Chris one of her great blowjobs that only her husband had experienced before. She forgot that the purpose of this game was just to be able to identify the cock in her mouth. Paula became intent on sucking Chris to orgasm. If Donna hadn't realized that Chris was about to cum, he would have. She pulled him away just in time. Chris was disappointed, but Donna consoled him saying that there would be lots of time to finish up later.
Steve, Larry and Kevin followed in that order and each got the same enthusiastic head that Chris had enjoyed. Paula had forgotten that she was supposed to identify each cock, but when Steve had Chris return for his brief encore and said "Guess Who!" Paula did try to focus on her task. When the game was over, Paula had won three hundred dollars just like Donna. She was wearing a big smile as she removed the blindfold. The others all cheered and applauded, but the best accolade of all came from Chris who said "Paula, there is only one other woman who can suck cock like you, and that's Donna. You are terrific!" Paula's smile grew even bigger.
Paula's smile turned to a frown when a moan coming from someone on the couch drew her attention. Kevin had just buried his cock in Donna's cunt and as she watched the two of them began fucking furiously. The reality of the next step in the party hit Paula hard. She wanted to run into the other room and away from the scene, but she found herself forced to watch as Kevin's cock pumped in and out of her co-worker's pussy. She was just at the right position to see the action clearly, and she'd never seen anything like it before except in a few videos. Paula felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter as the pace on the couch increased.
"AAAGH!" Paula suddenly gasped when she felt something touching her wet panty covered pussy. She looked around to see that Chris was on the floor behind her sneaking a feel. His fingers forced the material of her panties up into her slit.
"I want to fuck you, Paula," Chris said forthrightly. "I want to fuck this hot pussy of yours."
Paula pulled away quickly and stood up.
"No!" she exclaimed. "I can't do that. It's not right!" She was on the brink of tears and started walking from the room.
"Paula," Steve said, "how would you like to play another version of 'Guess who?' You could win a lot more money at it too. In fact I think we should double the stakes to two hundred dollars for each right answer."
Paula paused and looked at him. "How would I do that?" she asked.
"Well, instead your using your mouth on us, we'll use our mouths on you," Steve replied. The other men quickly realized what Steve was suggesting and began chanting "Yeah Paula. Yeah Paula. Give it a try."
Even in her muddled mental condition Paula quickly calculated that she had an opportunity to make eight hundred more dollars. That idea appealed to her. She and Bob could use the money.
"Alright," she agreed meekly. "What do you want me to do?"
"You must undress...or at least remove your panties," Steve advised. "Then put on the blindfold and lie down over here on the couch. We'll do the rest." Paula began to unbutton her blouse. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she thought to herself. "I just hope I can win some of that money." When she'd removed her blouse and laid it on the table, she paused. The men's eyes were all scanning up and down her body. She knew that now they could see her dark nipples as well as her brown beaver.
"Would you like some help with your bra?" Larry offered.
"No Larry. I can do it myself," Paula replied as she reached back and quickly undid the hooks. She let the bra fall from her shoulders and her breasts were now exposed. Paula made no attempt to cover them and the men whistled and muttered their appreciation. Paula already knew that she had nice breasts. They weren't very large...34b...but they didn't sag at all, and Bob had told her repeatedly how much he liked them. Now she had confirmation from four other men and she liked that. She lifted her hands and ran them up over her breast as the men watched. Again they expressed their approval.
The men whooped and hollered even louder as Paula's hands moved to the waistband of her panties.
"Take 'em off," she heard Chris instructing.
"Yeah Paula. Take them off," Larry concurred.
In one quick sweep Paula pushed her panties down and stepped out of them. On a lark she threw them at the men. Steve eagerly grabbed them out of the air. Paula moved over to the couch and sat down. At first she kept her thighs tightly closed, but when Steve put on the blindfold, she relaxed and let her thighs fall open. Somehow she felt less self-conscious when she couldn't see the men looking at her. Paula's body tingled with anticipation as she waited for the game to begin.
Paula's anticipation was abruptly disrupted by a loud succession of moans and sighs from the other couch. Donna had just cum.
"OOOOOhhh Kevin," Donna cried. "I love your cock Kevin."
The touch of hands on the inside of her thighs quickly brought Paula's mind back to her own vulnerability. Those hands gently pressed her legs further apart.
"Paula, you have a beautiful pussy," a man's voice whispered as she felt the warmth of someone's breath on the juncture of her thighs. It was followed quickly by the touch of something warm and wet. Paula flinched as the first contestant's tongue touched her outer lips. She instinctively started to move her arms to push him away, but the sensation of his tongue on her most sensitive place overcame her anxiety. Instead she lifted her hips to meet his touch. Paula loved being eaten although only her husband had ever done it to her before. Larry, the first contestant, gave Paula's cunt a good going over with his tongue and wanted to continue but a tap on his shoulder told him his time was up. Paula moaned her disappointment when he pulled away. Soon Chris' tongue took his place. Chris concentrated on massaging Paula's clit and almost made her cum when he too got the signal to move.
Steve, who replaced Chris, finally made Paula cum. Her body shook dramatically but she remained silent. Instead Paula reached her hands behind Steve's head and pulled him firmly against her aching twat. She held him like that for several seconds. As soon as she'd released him, Steve resumed his gentle tongue massage and Paula almost instantly came again.
"Wow, she sure cums quickly," Chris said when he saw more tremors in Paula's body. "This woman must really love sex."
Kevin who had interrupted his fucking of Donna so he could take his turn with Paula tapped Steve on the shoulder. He claimed later that he hadn't heard the rules of this new game, but instead of continuing the serial cunt lapping, Kevin climbed completely over Paula's inviting nude body.
Paula sensed something different was going on but before she could react she felt herself being impaled. She reached up and pulled off the blindfold to discover Kevin on top of her. She was getting fucked by only the second man in her life. Kevin had been very close to cumming when he withdrew from Donna and he didn't want to lose his momentum. He began a furious pace of plunging in and out of Paula's well-lubricated hole. Again Paula's sensibilities couldn't react before her sensual side overruled them. Her unvoiced objections dissolved in moans of pleasure as her vagina responded to Kevin's thrusts. Unfortunately she felt Kevin's blast of cum before she could finish. As Kevin collapsed on top of her, she laid back in resignation to her fate.
Kevin had taken the game to a level that the other players had only hoped would follow later, but as soon as they saw that Paula had accepted his penetration they were all eager to take their turn. Chris, Larry and Steve wasted no time in depositing their loads of cum in their co-worker's welcoming receptacle. For her part, Paula was driven by a sense of lust that had suddenly come unleashed. After the others had pulled Kevin away, Paula made them each take their turns on the bottom. She eagerly climbed up over each of them and then slid down their engorged poles. By the time each of the men had cum once Paula had cum several more times. With her cunt dripping from the men's success, Paula finally collapsed on the couch when Steve climbed out from under her.
The excitement and effort had been too much for Paula, and she fell asleep almost immediately. The guys were a little disappointed but Donna was pleased because she finally regained their attention. With patient and diligent effort on her part, within less than two hours Donna also collected loads of cum from each of the men. Once this was accomplished all of them were tired and they fell asleep in various places and positions around the suite. The next morning only Donna and Larry found themselves in bed, and they were in bed together. Larry had awakened in the night with another hard-on and had sought and received relief in Donna's cum-filled cunt.
The wake-up call came very early the next morning for the group. Everyone, however, seemed in a very upbeat mood except Paula. The reality of her multiple infidelities the previous night weighed heavily on her. All of them tried valiantly to cheer her up, but nothing seemed to work until Donna sat down and explained how she and her husband looked at sex and love.
"Paula, I fuck other men quite often because I really like sex. My husband knows this and also knows that the sex I have with these other men doesn't mean I don't love him. I know how you feel though because I felt the same the first time I let myself be seduced by another man. Fortunately Jack was very understanding when I told him what had happened. His only comment was that we should never keep anything like that a secret. Then he fucked my socks off because he'd gotten so turned on hearing about my escapade. When I found out that a good fuck by another guy really counted for two because I could count on another one when I got home, I learned real fast to take advantage of it."
Paula was impressed but unconvinced. "I can't imagine Bob being turned on by hearing that his wife was gangbanged."
After Donna had done her part, Steve stepped in.
"Paula, perhaps Bob would be pleased to hear that you won more than a thousand dollars last night. That's not an insignificant amount of money."
"A thousand dollars? How do you figure?" Paula asked as her spirits rose a bit.
"Well, you remember 'Guess who', don't you?" Steve replied.
"Yes, and I got three right for three hundred," Paula responded.
"That was for the first part. Then we played again for two hundred each. Remember?"
"Yes," Paula said as she blushed, "but when it was Kevin's turn things got out of hand."
"I'm sorry Paula," Kevin said feeling embarrassed at his exuberance the previous night. "It's just that when I saw you lying there like that, I couldn't resist."
"It's OK Kevin," Paula replied. "I guess the real reason I feel bad isn't because I didn't like it. In fact, I feel bad because I really enjoyed it. I enjoyed it a lot. Bob just won't be able to understand that."
"Well, don't worry that Kevin couldn't control himself," Steve interjected. "Since I made up the game, I declare it a default. That means you got all four right and won eight hundred more dollars."
When she heard that, Paula's spirits rose even further. "That's great Steve," she said, "but I still have to figure out a way to explain this all to Bob. I don't want him to think I temporarily became a thousand dollar a night call girl."
The conversation suddenly stopped as Paula broke into laughter.
"What's so funny Paula?" Donna asked.
"We're all standing here talking like we would back at the office. The only thing is we're all stark naked," Paula replied. "Can you imagine how this would look to someone else from the office who happened to see us."
"Well, I'll bet they'd have the same reaction I do," Larry replied.
Donna, Paula and Steve turned around to see Larry with his giant pole waving in the air.
"Hey, Larry are you glad to see me or is that thing always like that?" Paula asked with a giggle. "I can't let you go back to the office like that. Do you think we can take care of that thing quickly?"
"Thought you'd never ask," Larry replied as he lunged at Paula. The two of them landed in a heap on the floor. With no preliminaries of any kind Larry's cock found Paula's cunt and lunged in. Larry began pounding vigorously and Paula's hips bounced up and down meeting his thrusts.
The eroticism of seeing their colleagues fucking like rabbits had a positive effect of the other four and it quickly became a question of who would get to have Donna.
Donna was feeling very horny by this time and didn't have the patience to wait for the three men to lay claim to her. She got down on her hands and knees.
"Chris, get over here and fuck me!" she ordered. He eagerly complied and quickly had his tool buried to the hilt in Donna's cunt.
Steve and Kevin didn't want to miss out on this last round of action so they each took a place by the head of one of the women and pointed their hard cocks at them. Steve moved over by Donna who soon found herself being bounced back and forth between Chris and Steve. Kevin lay down on the floor next to Paula who enthusiastically took the hint and sucked his engorged penis into her mouth.
"Of all the outrageous things I did in the last twenty-four hours, that took the cake," Paula said candidly to her husband that night. "Your slutty wife not only was being unfaithful, but she was doing it with two men at once. They both came in me again too. I got a load in each end almost at the same time. It was the most disgusting thing I've ever done...but I have to admit that I have never been so turned on in my life."
"Neither have I," Bob said when Paula had finished her story. He proved his point by pulling his hard cock out of his pants. "I want you to suck this thing like you sucked those four guys. Then I'm going to ram it up your ass."
Paula flinched at Bob's comment. Her husband had been after her for a long time to let him do that. Suddenly she was no longer in a position to refuse. Resigned to her fate Paula told Bob to lie down on the couch while she went to work sucking him. A few minutes later Paula turned over and lifted her ass in the air. There was a sharp searing pain as Bob forced the head of his cock past her virgin sphincter and after only a few firm thrusts Paula felt a load of hot cum explode deep inside.
"Thank you, sweetheart," Bob said when he'd finished. "I love you, even if you've been a very naughty girl."
"I love you too, Bob," Paula replied, "and thank you for being so understanding about what I did."
In spite of the pain that Paula still felt when she tried to fall asleep, she considered herself very lucky. She had expected a big blow up when Bob learned of her infidelity. She had tried to soften the blow by first showing him the thirteen hundred dollar check she'd received just before she left work that afternoon. He had been pleased with the money but was immediately suspicious.
"Do I dare to ask what you did to earn that?" he asked. "Let me just ask if that money is for what you did at the office or at the hotel last night?"
"At the hotel," Paula mumbled softly. Then she related the saga that ended with her getting fucked in the ass.
The next morning her co-workers were anxious to hear how things went with Bob.
"Was Bob as upset as you expected?" Donna asked.
"Gee, Paula," Chris said sympathetically, "I sure hope we didn't get you in too much trouble."
"Paula, are you OK?" Steve asked. "Yes, I'm fine" she said to them behind the closed doors of Steve's office. My only problem is that my ass is kinda sore."
"You mean he spanked you?" Larry asked in consternation. "He has no business hitting you."
"No Larry. Nothing like that. To be blunt about it, I got fucked in the ass. That's something Bob has always wanted to do, and this time I couldn't refuse," Paula explained.
"Holy shit! Is that all that happened?" Donna inquired with surprise.
"That's it. When I finished telling him about what happened...how bad I'd been...and how really turned on I'd been too, he pulled out his cock which was really hard and said he was really turned on too. He told me I had to suck it like I'd sucked you guys and then he was going to fuck me in the ass. He never said another word about it. He did say he loved me though after he came in my ass."
"Wow. Well I sure thought you'd suffer more than that," Donna remarked. "Not that getting a hard cock rammed up your ass is any fun. I sure wouldn't want that myself, I know for sure."
"Donna, the funny thing is that once he was in, I really enjoyed it. Sure, I was sore for awhile, but I'd be happy to do again next time he asks," Paula said. She quickly realized that she should never have made that remark.
That evening Paula was obviously uncomfortable as she sat down to eat dinner. She kept fidgeting and getting up and going into the kitchen. Bob followed her after she'd done this several times.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked.
"Yes, my bottom hurts," his wife replied.
"You mean because of what I did last night?" he asked sheepishly."
"Well, sort of," Paula answered.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well, this morning it felt OK, but the guys at the office were real concerned about what happened last night when you found out what I'd done. Like a fool, I told them what you did and that I discovered that it really was sort of fun. They bent me over Steve's desk and did it to me four more times. That's why I'm sore. It's really only sort of your fault," she said with a smile. "But I forgive you...and thank you for introducing me to a new pleasure." Paula put her arms around Ben's neck and gave him a passionate kiss. "I really love you sweetheart...really, really love you!"
"I love you too Paula, and thank you for letting me finally fuck your tight ass. I guess I also ought to thank you and your friends at work for introducing me to the pleasure of sharing my wife."
"You know sweetheart," Paula mused, "maybe there's something to be said for these harsh Minnesota winters after all."
"You mean that they're a pain in the ass," Bob shot back with a grin.
"No, silly. Well, I guess that too," Paula rejoined with a smile. "I meant that I couldn't imagine anything like this ever happening in Atlanta, can you?"
"You're right," Bob agreed. "Have you heard when the next storm is predicted?"
"No, but I sure hope it's not for a few days. It'll be a while before I'm up to doing this again," Paula conceded.
******************End*********************
The weather forecast for the Twin Cities sounded pretty ominous. There was the possibility of up to two feet of snow during the next twelve hours. The wind was picking up and the temperature had already dropped twenty degrees in the last three hours. The sky was gray and foreboding...a sure sign of an early winter storm, most Minnesotans agreed as they returned from their lunch hour.
"We are asking all businesses in the area to close early and permit their employees to go home so that they can beat the storm," radio and TV announcers chanted almost in unison.
"Boy, this doesn't sound good," Paula Petri said to Donna Johnson, her colleague in Huber Transport's computer department as they went back to their desks after lunch. "What do you think they'll do here?"
"Well, we've only had one really bad storm since I started, but that time they sent most people home. They put a few of us up at the Hyatt so that we could get keep the system up on our regular schedule."
The Hyatt Hotel was less than a block from Huber's office so it was the logical place to go in such a situation. Keeping the data flowing was critical to a national trucking company. After all, only a few of their trucks would be affected by this blizzard in the Upper Midwest. Most of their business was actually in the Southeast and along the Atlantic Coast. Those areas wouldn't be affected by this storm...at least not for a day or two.
Paula went back to work but in the back of her mind she couldn't stop worrying about what was about to happen outside.
"Paula, could you come in here for a minute?" Steve Raeburn, her boss, asked over the intercom.
"What's up, Steve?" Paula asked as she entered his office.
"I think we'd better close the office," Steve announced. "We're already getting reports of very dangerous driving conditions in St. Cloud, so I think you should tell everyone to get out of here as fast and safely as they can. Oh, and Paula, a few of us are taking rooms at the Hyatt so we can stay around and keep Hal running until six and then be available in the morning to get operational again. I'd appreciate it if you could join us. We need your experience in case there's a problem."
"Gee, Steve, I'd like to stay. I'll have to check though to see if Bob's going to be home to take care of the kids. I'll let you know in a minute. OK?"
"Fine. Call him and get right back to me. Send everyone else but Donna home though. She's already said she'd stay."
On her way out of Steve's office, Donna stopped her.
"So Paula, are you going to stay?" she asked. "I sure hope so. I'd hate to be the only gal again this year. All those men get a little much after a couple of hours."
"I don't know yet, Donna," Paula answered. "I've got to check on things at home first. I'll stay if I can."
"Hi honey," Paula said when her husband answered the phone at their house. "I'm glad that you're there. Are the kids OK? Did everyone make it home?"
"Yes, sweetheart, they're fine. School let out early, so they were already at the Kendall's when I got home. But what about you? Aren't you coming home soon? It sounds like there isn't much time to spare."
"Well, I wanted to talk to you about that. Steve has asked me to stay here if I can. The company has taken some rooms at the Hyatt, so come of us can stay and keep the system up. Would that be alright with you?"
"Gee, honey, I'm not sure," her husband hesitated. "I mean do you feel alright about it?"
"Oh, I don't mind really," Paula replied. "Donna is going to stay too. She says she's done it before. I guess it really isn't too bad, except I didn't bring a toothbrush with me. Fortunately I wore my warm coat and gloves today though. I'll bet it'll be a cold walk over there later."
Paula and Bob chatted a little more about her decision before they agreed that she should stay at work. Neither of them had any idea what a fateful choice that was...and its import had nothing to do with computers.
By mid-afternoon the storm hit. Within minutes visibility dropped to just a few feet. This was going to be a doozy. Looking out the window of her office, Paula could see that suddenly the people of the Twin Cities had gone into temporary hibernation. The steady stream of traffic that normally passed by on the Interstate just a few feet away had all but disappeared. Instead there seemed to be an endless parade of flashing yellow lights indicating that the salt-trucks and snowplows were out in full force. Paula shuddered at the eery sight.
This would be a first for her and her ******. They had just moved up from Atlanta a few months earlier when Huber consolidated all of its computer operations into one.
"Why did they have to pick this place?" she wondered as she listened to the reports of more than six inches of snow already in the far northwestern suburbs of Minneapolis. "I hope Bob and the kids will be alright."
While Paula was mostly concerned about the welfare of her ******, she was also a little puzzled by what was going on there at the office. Instead of being the least bit worried about the heinous trick that Mother Nature was pulling on them outdoors, everyone appeared to be in a very festive mood. Although the six of them were kept too busy handling the work that was normally done by three times that number, there was a lot of banter and laughing as the afternoon wore on. Finally Paula had to find out what this was all about. She called Donna aside and asked her.
"Why is everyone is such high spirits?" she asked. "It isn't normal to be so up-beat when things are so nasty outside."
"Oh, don't worry," Donna replied. "It's just that these nights in town are usually a lot of fun. When we get to the hotel, we'll have a nice suite and Steve will order anything we want from room service. It turns into a real fun party...almost like a teenage sleepover. Just wait. You'll see."
A phone call for Paula from Baltimore interrupted them. She accepted Donna's explanation and went back to work.
The valiant six held down the fort until seven o'clock, which was when the west coast offices closed. After sending out a bulletin to all offices that they were leaving and hoped to be back at six the next morning, they turned out the lights, locked the door and headed to the Hyatt.
"It's party time!" Chris Anderson shouted with glee as the group turned toward the hotel. As soon as they passed the corner of their building the extent of the storm became obvious. The wind was so strong it practically took their breath away and the snow was nearly a foot deep already. In fact, they immediately encountered their first drift, which was more than two feet deep.
"Everyone hold hands and form a chain," Steve yelled as loudly as he could. "We don't want anyone to get lost or stuck in the snow."
Paula grabbed a hold of the outstretched hand in front of her and reached back to Donna who she knew was behind her. She was frightened and it made her feel better to feel the grip of her two co- workers.
The trek to the hotel seemed to take forever even though it was only a long block. Fortunately the bright "Hyatt" sign was faintly visible even in the blowing snow and it acted like a beacon on a foggy night. The weary, cold intrepids arrived fifteen minutes after they'd left the shelter of their office. It had been a harrowing experience for Paula who'd never seen such severe weather. She'd fallen down in one particularly deep drift and Kevin McHugh and Larry Albins had to rescue her. She'd been too frightened to give any thought to the fact that they pulled her from the drift by both placing their hands firmly under her crotch and lifting her up.
Once inside the safe warm lobby of the hotel, the others began to brush the snow off their clothes while Paula stood wondering why they were stomping up and down and flailing themselves frantically.
"You need to get that snow off before it melts," Larry said when he noticed Paula standing there shivering. "Otherwise your clothes will get all wet and you really will feel cold. Here, I'll help you."
Without waiting for a response, Larry began to brush the snow off for her. Since she'd fallen down she had snow all the way up to her waist. Larry was not shy about brushing it off and Paula suddenly realized that her colleague had his hands all over her ass and crotch again. This time her defenses were on alert and she was about to push his hands away when he moved them on down her thighs and then to her calves.
"Th...th...th...thank you, Larry," she shivered when he was finished, "and thanks for saving me out there. I really appreciate it."
"Oh, don't mention it, Paula," Larry replied with a grin. "You can express your gratitude later."
Paula was puzzled by his remark, but as she was about to ask for a clarification Steve walked up with the room keys.
"Good news," he announced. "We got the same suite as last year. Let's get up there and have a drink while we wait for dinner."
"Great idea, boss!" Kevin proclaimed. "I can't wait."
The six of them completed their trek by walking over to the elevator and going up to the top floor. It seemed strange to Paula to be checking into a hotel without any luggage. She'd only done that once before when she and Bob had gone to an adult motel as a special treat on their tenth wedding anniversary. They only rented the room for three hours one afternoon so they didn't need any luggage. They just went there to spend some time in the Jacuzzi, watch a dirty movie on TV and enjoy some great sex. It had been a lot of fun and they promised each other they'd do it again, but they'd just never gotten around to it in the two years since.
The suite was indeed very nice, and quite large. There were bedrooms at each end. One of them was assigned to Donna and Paula and the other would be for Chris and Steve. Larry and Kevin were to sleep on the two hide-a-beds in the living room. Each bedroom had its own bath and there was a third bath just inside the main door to the suite. With six people needing them in the morning it would get a little crowded, but they'd get by. "I guess this really won't be too bad," Paula thought to herself as she took off her coat and hung it in the closet. "Not exactly my idea of a great way to spent a winter evening...but still not too bad. It is too bad though that Bob can't be here. He'd get a kick out of it."
Paula's thought of Bob reminded her that she had promised to give him a call as soon as she'd arrived safely at the hotel. She'd nearly forgotten and he probably was starting to get worried.
"Hi sweetheart," she said as her ******** Kelly answered the phone. "This is Mommy. How are you all doing?"
Everything at home was under control. Bob had fixed dinner and the kids seemed very excited about seeing a blizzard for the first time. School had already been cancelled for the next day, so they couldn't wait to go out and play in the snow. Bob still seemed concerned about Paula but was relieved to know that she was safe and in comfortable surroundings. The two of them blew each other kisses over the phone and then said "good night".
Steve had everyone pick out what they wanted from the room service menu and called in their order. Since it would be nearly an hour before the food arrived, he got some snacks out of the honor bar and took their drink orders as well. Paula, who normally drank only an occasional glass of wine, decided that a glass of brandy sounded good. She'd always heard that brandy was supposed to warm you up and she still felt chilled to the bone. The drinks were poured and she and Donna took theirs with them into their bedroom to survey the situation.
"Ahh, great!" Paula gleefully declared from the bathroom. "They have a hair dryer in here. I won't have to worry about looking quite so bad tomorrow." She also happily noted that there was a small supply of many of the toiletries that she would like to have to get ready for work the next day.
When Paula went back out into their bedroom she found Donna hanging her slacks up in the closet.
"What are you doing?" Paula asked.
"They're wet so I'm hanging them up to dry," Donna explained. "I'm sure I'll be warmer without them for now."
"But won't that take awhile?" Paula continued. "What about eating dinner?"
"Oh, no problem," Donna, "this shirt is as long as some dresses the girls wear these days. I'm sure the guys won't mind."
"But what about your husband?" Paula asked in dismay. "What would he think?"
"Oh, I'm sure Jack wouldn't care. I've dressed like this around his friends lots of times. He thinks it's sort of cool."
"Wow," Paula thought to herself. She figured that Bob would be very upset if she ever let another man see her dressed like that.
Just then there was a knock on their bedroom door. "Come in," Donna invited.
It was Steve who'd come to see if either of them needed another drink. Paula hadn't taken much note, but her glass was already empty. She hadn't realized how easily Remy Martin cognac went down. She did notice that it was beginning to give her a nice warm glow however. Both of the women ordered refills.
Paula turned and looked at Donna as she ordered her drink. Donna was seated on the edge of the bed, and Paula was mortified to notice that the front of her long blouse was spread open across her thighs so that Steve had a clear view of Donna's pink panties. Donna noticed her glance and after quickly surveying herself, she gave a little tug on each side of the blouse to hide some but not all of the view.
"My gawd," Paula murmured. "What sort of woman is she anyhow? I can't believe she's so casual about things like that."
Steve again interrupted Paula's train of thought by telling both of the women that they should join the men in the living room. Donna calmly got up to leave and Paula followed.
"Hey Donna," Chris called out when he saw her. "What happened to your pants?"
"Yeah, Donna," Larry chimed in. "You and Paula playing strip poker without us?"
Paula felt her face turn red at these comments. There was an obvious flavor of sex in the air that made her very nervous.
"No guys. Nothing like that," Donna replied. "My slacks are wet and they were making me cold so I took them off to dry. I hope you guys don't mind...do you?"
"Of course not, Donna," Chris replied. "But if you're still cold, come on over here and I'll keep you warm."
"Don't you wish," Donna shot back. "You guys are really being naughty tonight, and we haven't even had dinner yet. I wonder what's become of you. Just think of the kind of impression you're giving Paula."
"Well, hell, I'd be happy to keep Paula warm too," Chris replied. "Hey Paula, are you cold too?" "No not really," Paula replied as her sense of embarrassment deepened.
"Ah come on," Larry chided. "You must be cold. I can see that your slacks are soaking wet. You must be freezing with them on."
"I'm a little chilly, yes," Paula confessed, "but I think I'll keep mine on, if you all don't mind."
"Oh don't be such a prude Paula," Kevin joined in. "Nobody here is going to get uptight about some bare legs. In fact, I'll tell you what. My pants are wet too. I'm going to take them off and hang them up too. Then maybe that will make you girls more comfortable."
Kevin was good to his word. He stood up and promptly took off his trousers. Underneath he was wearing black boxer shorts. Paula gasped slightly at the sight as Kevin walked over to the closet and took his time hanging up his pants.
"There, Paula. Does that make you feel better? Now go get those wet things of yours off too before you catch pneumonia."
"Thanks Kevin," Paula mumbled as she swallowed the last of her second glass of brandy, "but I think I'll keep them on...at least for now. OK?"
Paula was rescued by a knock at the door.
"Room service!" came the call. Dinner had arrived. When the server entered the room with his cart full of food, Paula expected Kevin and Donna to leave the room to avoid being seen. Neither moved, however, which was another surprise to her. The server, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice even though Donna again was sitting with her panties clearly on display.
Everyone suddenly concentrated on eating his or her meals. It had been a long time since lunch and they were all very hungry. The food came just in time to keep Paula from getting sick. She'd had more to drink already than she usually drank in a week...and she never drank anything as potent as Remy Martin. Instead of becoming ill she got slightly *****. By the time dinner was finished Paula's senses were dulled to the point that when she caught a glimpse of Kevin's cock through the opening in his shorts, she started to giggle instead of becoming upset.
"What are you so tickled about?" Kevin asked when she laughed.
"Your thing is about to come out," Paula whispered loudly as she pointed at his crotch.
"What are you looking at that for anyhow?" he teased. He reached down and pulled his entire tool out and left it there for Paula and everyone else on his side of the table to see. "If you really want to see it, have a good look," he announced proudly. "Ahhhh," Paula gasped and turned away. "Kevin, what are you doing? Put that thing away right now!" she ordered as everyone else roared with laughter. Even Donna laughed which still puzzled Paula.
"So Paula, are your pants dry yet?" Kevin asked when they'd all recovered from his blatant display and were taking their seats to watch a movie on the tube.
"No, not really," Paula admitted. In fact, Paula realized that it was no longer just a problem of being cold. Her wet slacks were beginning to chafe her upper thighs, which was very uncomfortable.
"Then I really think you should take them off," Kevin insisted. "We can't afford to have you getting sick tonight, now can we?"
Somehow Kevin's firm manner and Paula's weakening inhibitions changed her mind.
"I guess you're right," she said as she got up and headed for her room.
As soon as she took off her slacks, Paula realized that her blouse was far shorter than Donna's. It barely covered her panties when she was standing up. It wouldn't hide a thing when she sat down. On top of that Paula had worn lacy cream-colored lingerie that day and the shadow of her brown beaver was clearly visible through the lace front panel of the panties.
"I can't go out there like this," Paula thought as she reached for her slacks to put them back on. Then she got the great idea of wrapping one of the hotel's luxurious bath towels around her hips. "There. That should take care of it," she decided as she looked in the mirror again with the towel in place. "Probably not something my husband or my mother would approve, but a lot more modest than Donna or Kevin," she mused.
When Paula returned to the living room she discovered that she looked a lot more modest than any of the rest of them. All of the men had removed their trousers and were standing waiting for her to get a good look before they sat down again. Steve also had on boxer shorts, which hinted at a slight bulge within. Chris and Larry both wore jockey shorts and their bulges were more pronounced.
"Oh my gawd!" Paula gasped again when she saw the lineup of men. She started to turn to retreat back into her room, when Kevin, who'd been sitting next to where she stood suddenly reached out.
"Hey. That towel's not fair," he blurted as he grabbed it and pulled it from her body. Paula's hands instinctively moved to hide her pubic area, but everyone instantly knew that Paula was not a real blonde...a matter of considerable speculation in the office, she later found out.
"Whheeew! Whheww!" came the chorus of wolf whistles. Paula turned a hundred shades of red and again tried to run back into the other room.
"Where are you going?" Kevin asked as he stood to block her retreat. "Come on Paula. Just relax. As soon as Steve gets us another drink, we're all going to watch a movie. The gals on TV will probably have even less clothes on than you, so you ought to feel more comfortable especially since none of them will be as pretty or as sexy as you. Right guys?"
"Yeah. For sure!" Chris confirmed. The others joined in the cheer of agreement.
Paula didn't follow Kevin's bizarre logic, but she somehow was calmed by his firm manner and she wasn't too far out of it to be pleased by the men's confirmation of her attractiveness. She found a place to sit and waited for her fresh drink. After attempting futilely to cover herself with the tail of her blouse, she gave up and let her panties show. She held her thighs tightly together and laid her hands in her lap.
The movie that the guys...apparently with Donna's agreement...had picked to watch was an adult one and the opening scene showed a woman giving a guy head. Since this was the "cable" version, the guy's cock wasn't shown but the movie was more explicit than Paula had ever watched before with anyone other than her husband. She sat self-consciously as the screen was filled with various views of the woman's face as she pleasured the guy. This scenario went on for several minutes and Paula felt her level embarrassment increasing by the second. She tried very hard to avoid making eye contact with any of the men in the room. She just stared at the TV or at the floor.
Chris finally distracted her when he tried to adjust his shorts. Paula instinctively looked his way and noticed that the bulge in his shorts had grown significantly. Soon the other men were also doing the same thing, but Kevin was different. Instead of simply adjusting his shorts, he began slowing stroking himself through the thin fabric of his boxers. Paula couldn't believe her eyes but she found it very hard to look away either. When she did sneak a glimpse around the room she noticed that Donna had her hand pressed between her thighs and was rubbing herself. Everyone but Paula seemed to be really getting into the erotic mood of the flick.
"Paula," someone whispered. "Paula...what do you think of this?"
Paula looked to her left and there sat Kevin with his cock out of his shorts again. This time, however, it was fully erect. When she looked at him, Kevin reached for her hand and placed it on his throbbing member. Paula withdrew instantly as though she had just touched a hot stove. Again she heard soft laughter as the others enjoyed her embarrassed response. As the scene on the screen appeared to approach a climax the mood in the room became very tense and quiet again. Suddenly the scene shifted from the bedroom to a scene in a downtown office and Paula breathed a large sigh of relief.
"That sucks," Larry muttered as he reached for the remote and shut off the TV. "What a build up and nothing happened. That really sucks!"
"For sure," Steve agreed. "I didn't think she was all that good at it anyhow...not nearly as good as Donna."
Paula nearly broke her neck as she swung around to look at the woman she worked with. What did Steve mean by that? How did he have any idea how good Donna was at giving head? Was he talking about another Donna?
"That's for sure," Kevin agreed. "Donna is the best!"
"Gee, thanks guys," Donna said as Paula stared at her in disbelief. "Flattery like that will get you anywhere."
"Donna, how would you like to play another game of 'Guess Who?' like we did last year?" Steve interrupted. "Oh. Paula you'd be welcome to play too, if you'd like."
"That sounds like fun to me," Donna replied. "I think we should up the ante this time though. How about a hundred for each correct guess?"
"What's this all about?" Paula asked as she tried to follow the conversation.
"It's a very simple contest," her boss answered. "Donna is blindfolded and then she has to identify us. The only things she can use are her hands and her mouth and she can only touch us...let's say below the waist and above the knees. Isn't that about it guys?"
"To put it more bluntly, if I may," Donna interjected, "I have to identify each of their cocks with my mouth and my fingers. It's really a lot of fun. Last year I got two of them right and since the prize was fifty bucks each, I won a hundred bucks. Believe me it was the easiest hundred I've ever made...and the most fun."
"OK. Is a hundred each OK with you guys?" Steve asked. "Paula, you can watch Donna do it once and I'm sure you'll catch on."
Paula fell back in her chair in astonishment. She sat speechless as Donna removed the rest of her clothes. With any pretense of office decorum now vanished, the men were soon naked as well. A blindfold was found for Donna and the four men lined up in a row with their turgid poles waving in the air. Paula hadn't seen many erect cocks in person...only her husband's in fact, but she quickly realized as she studied them carefully that there were some distinct differences in their appearance.
"I wonder though how she'll be able to tell the difference blindfolded," she thought to herself as Donna worked on her first candidate, who was Larry. She gave Larry's erection a good going over and then moved on to Chris who was next. He too got a great licking. The dazed look on his face revealed his pleasure. It looked to Paula, who was by no means an expert on the subject...yet, anyhow...that Chris was about to cum when Donna moved on again. Steve was third and Kevin got the last tongue-lashing. Each of them appeared to enjoy the test as well.
"OK Donna. Guess who!" Steve ordered. He then pushed Larry over toward Donna who remained on her knees on the floor. Larry willingly guided his wagging member to Donna's inviting mouth. Donna spent a few seconds rechecking him and then announced, "This is Larry."
Paula couldn't believe that Donna got that one right. Larry's and Steve's cocks looked so much alike it must be very hard to tell them apart.
"Very good Donna," Steve announced. "You've already won a hundred bucks. Now guess who!" Chris quickly stepped forward and guided his cock into Donna's talented mouth. After a few seconds Donna pulled back and said "Steve?"
"Ohhhh, Donna. No, but you're still batting five hundred. Are you ready for contestant number three?"
"Sure," Donna replied enthusiastically.
"Alright then Donna. Guess who!" Steve's own member was quickly engulfed in Donna's waiting mouth. The rest of the group could see her tongue slowly massaging the pink head of Steve's cock. Steve looked like he was in heaven. Donna worked for a few more seconds with the tip of her tongue and then opened her mouth and swallowed his cock. She got nearly all of it in before pulling back again. "This one must be Steve then," she announced rather confidently.
A cheer went up from the group and Donna smiled. She'd just won two hundred bucks doing something Paula later learned was her favorite pastime.
"That was terrific, Donna," Steve announced as he caught his breath. "One more to go. Guess who. Is this Chris or Kevin?"
Kevin came forward and let Donna go to work on him. She gave him the same treatment she'd given Steve and when she was finished accurately identified him. As the men cheered, Donna pulled off her blindfold and pulled Kevin's cock back into her mouth.
"I want you to cum in my mouth," she mumbled as she worked feverishly on her prey. "Better hold off a minute, Donna," Steve advised as he pulled Kevin back. "We have another contestant here. Are you ready to play now, Paula?"
Paula suddenly couldn't move. She felt her stomach do a flip-flop and then it was full of butterflies. Only one other cock had ever been in Paula's mouth and even that one...her husband's...hadn't been there until just a three or four years ago. Fellatio wasn't something that Paula had a lot of experience doing. Neither was infidelity. As the reality of what was going on suddenly hit her, Paula nearly ran out the door of the suite. Since she was rather scantily dressed, it would have been a short chilly trip, but that thought crossed her mind.
She was about to firmly express her refusal to play along when Larry walked over to her chair.
"Paula," he said. "I think your panties are getting wet." Instead of waiting for her response, he reached down and pushed his fingers down between her tightly clenched thighs. Then he ran them up and down against her panty-covered cunt. As he rubbed Paula felt her resolve dissipating and her thighs relaxed and fell open. Larry continued his flagrant caress. Paula still did not respond verbally so Larry worked more vigorously. Then as the four others watched he slipped a finger inside the hem of Paula's panties and began to rub her bare cunt.
Paula gasped with delight and surprise.
"I think this woman wants to play too," he proclaimed.
Again the four men lined up in a row. Donna helped Paula diffidently take her place in front of the four and then put on the blindfold. The men rearranged themselves and this time Chris was first and he firmly guided his cock toward Paula's mouth. She still was pretty unsure about things so her mouth wasn't open and waiting, but as soon as she felt the tip of Chris' cock against her lips she opened up and took him in. Paula shook slightly as she realized that her body had just been invaded by only the second cock she'd ever experienced.
At first Paula worked hesitantly as though she didn't like fellatio. Her libido again overcame her alcohol-impaired inhibitions and Paula began giving Chris one of her great blowjobs that only her husband had experienced before. She forgot that the purpose of this game was just to be able to identify the cock in her mouth. Paula became intent on sucking Chris to orgasm. If Donna hadn't realized that Chris was about to cum, he would have. She pulled him away just in time. Chris was disappointed, but Donna consoled him saying that there would be lots of time to finish up later.
Steve, Larry and Kevin followed in that order and each got the same enthusiastic head that Chris had enjoyed. Paula had forgotten that she was supposed to identify each cock, but when Steve had Chris return for his brief encore and said "Guess Who!" Paula did try to focus on her task. When the game was over, Paula had won three hundred dollars just like Donna. She was wearing a big smile as she removed the blindfold. The others all cheered and applauded, but the best accolade of all came from Chris who said "Paula, there is only one other woman who can suck cock like you, and that's Donna. You are terrific!" Paula's smile grew even bigger.
Paula's smile turned to a frown when a moan coming from someone on the couch drew her attention. Kevin had just buried his cock in Donna's cunt and as she watched the two of them began fucking furiously. The reality of the next step in the party hit Paula hard. She wanted to run into the other room and away from the scene, but she found herself forced to watch as Kevin's cock pumped in and out of her co-worker's pussy. She was just at the right position to see the action clearly, and she'd never seen anything like it before except in a few videos. Paula felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter as the pace on the couch increased.
"AAAGH!" Paula suddenly gasped when she felt something touching her wet panty covered pussy. She looked around to see that Chris was on the floor behind her sneaking a feel. His fingers forced the material of her panties up into her slit.
"I want to fuck you, Paula," Chris said forthrightly. "I want to fuck this hot pussy of yours."
Paula pulled away quickly and stood up.
"No!" she exclaimed. "I can't do that. It's not right!" She was on the brink of tears and started walking from the room.
"Paula," Steve said, "how would you like to play another version of 'Guess who?' You could win a lot more money at it too. In fact I think we should double the stakes to two hundred dollars for each right answer."
Paula paused and looked at him. "How would I do that?" she asked.
"Well, instead your using your mouth on us, we'll use our mouths on you," Steve replied. The other men quickly realized what Steve was suggesting and began chanting "Yeah Paula. Yeah Paula. Give it a try."
Even in her muddled mental condition Paula quickly calculated that she had an opportunity to make eight hundred more dollars. That idea appealed to her. She and Bob could use the money.
"Alright," she agreed meekly. "What do you want me to do?"
"You must undress...or at least remove your panties," Steve advised. "Then put on the blindfold and lie down over here on the couch. We'll do the rest." Paula began to unbutton her blouse. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she thought to herself. "I just hope I can win some of that money." When she'd removed her blouse and laid it on the table, she paused. The men's eyes were all scanning up and down her body. She knew that now they could see her dark nipples as well as her brown beaver.
"Would you like some help with your bra?" Larry offered.
"No Larry. I can do it myself," Paula replied as she reached back and quickly undid the hooks. She let the bra fall from her shoulders and her breasts were now exposed. Paula made no attempt to cover them and the men whistled and muttered their appreciation. Paula already knew that she had nice breasts. They weren't very large...34b...but they didn't sag at all, and Bob had told her repeatedly how much he liked them. Now she had confirmation from four other men and she liked that. She lifted her hands and ran them up over her breast as the men watched. Again they expressed their approval.
The men whooped and hollered even louder as Paula's hands moved to the waistband of her panties.
"Take 'em off," she heard Chris instructing.
"Yeah Paula. Take them off," Larry concurred.
In one quick sweep Paula pushed her panties down and stepped out of them. On a lark she threw them at the men. Steve eagerly grabbed them out of the air. Paula moved over to the couch and sat down. At first she kept her thighs tightly closed, but when Steve put on the blindfold, she relaxed and let her thighs fall open. Somehow she felt less self-conscious when she couldn't see the men looking at her. Paula's body tingled with anticipation as she waited for the game to begin.
Paula's anticipation was abruptly disrupted by a loud succession of moans and sighs from the other couch. Donna had just cum.
"OOOOOhhh Kevin," Donna cried. "I love your cock Kevin."
The touch of hands on the inside of her thighs quickly brought Paula's mind back to her own vulnerability. Those hands gently pressed her legs further apart.
"Paula, you have a beautiful pussy," a man's voice whispered as she felt the warmth of someone's breath on the juncture of her thighs. It was followed quickly by the touch of something warm and wet. Paula flinched as the first contestant's tongue touched her outer lips. She instinctively started to move her arms to push him away, but the sensation of his tongue on her most sensitive place overcame her anxiety. Instead she lifted her hips to meet his touch. Paula loved being eaten although only her husband had ever done it to her before. Larry, the first contestant, gave Paula's cunt a good going over with his tongue and wanted to continue but a tap on his shoulder told him his time was up. Paula moaned her disappointment when he pulled away. Soon Chris' tongue took his place. Chris concentrated on massaging Paula's clit and almost made her cum when he too got the signal to move.
Steve, who replaced Chris, finally made Paula cum. Her body shook dramatically but she remained silent. Instead Paula reached her hands behind Steve's head and pulled him firmly against her aching twat. She held him like that for several seconds. As soon as she'd released him, Steve resumed his gentle tongue massage and Paula almost instantly came again.
"Wow, she sure cums quickly," Chris said when he saw more tremors in Paula's body. "This woman must really love sex."
Kevin who had interrupted his fucking of Donna so he could take his turn with Paula tapped Steve on the shoulder. He claimed later that he hadn't heard the rules of this new game, but instead of continuing the serial cunt lapping, Kevin climbed completely over Paula's inviting nude body.
Paula sensed something different was going on but before she could react she felt herself being impaled. She reached up and pulled off the blindfold to discover Kevin on top of her. She was getting fucked by only the second man in her life. Kevin had been very close to cumming when he withdrew from Donna and he didn't want to lose his momentum. He began a furious pace of plunging in and out of Paula's well-lubricated hole. Again Paula's sensibilities couldn't react before her sensual side overruled them. Her unvoiced objections dissolved in moans of pleasure as her vagina responded to Kevin's thrusts. Unfortunately she felt Kevin's blast of cum before she could finish. As Kevin collapsed on top of her, she laid back in resignation to her fate.
Kevin had taken the game to a level that the other players had only hoped would follow later, but as soon as they saw that Paula had accepted his penetration they were all eager to take their turn. Chris, Larry and Steve wasted no time in depositing their loads of cum in their co-worker's welcoming receptacle. For her part, Paula was driven by a sense of lust that had suddenly come unleashed. After the others had pulled Kevin away, Paula made them each take their turns on the bottom. She eagerly climbed up over each of them and then slid down their engorged poles. By the time each of the men had cum once Paula had cum several more times. With her cunt dripping from the men's success, Paula finally collapsed on the couch when Steve climbed out from under her.
The excitement and effort had been too much for Paula, and she fell asleep almost immediately. The guys were a little disappointed but Donna was pleased because she finally regained their attention. With patient and diligent effort on her part, within less than two hours Donna also collected loads of cum from each of the men. Once this was accomplished all of them were tired and they fell asleep in various places and positions around the suite. The next morning only Donna and Larry found themselves in bed, and they were in bed together. Larry had awakened in the night with another hard-on and had sought and received relief in Donna's cum-filled cunt.
The wake-up call came very early the next morning for the group. Everyone, however, seemed in a very upbeat mood except Paula. The reality of her multiple infidelities the previous night weighed heavily on her. All of them tried valiantly to cheer her up, but nothing seemed to work until Donna sat down and explained how she and her husband looked at sex and love.
"Paula, I fuck other men quite often because I really like sex. My husband knows this and also knows that the sex I have with these other men doesn't mean I don't love him. I know how you feel though because I felt the same the first time I let myself be seduced by another man. Fortunately Jack was very understanding when I told him what had happened. His only comment was that we should never keep anything like that a secret. Then he fucked my socks off because he'd gotten so turned on hearing about my escapade. When I found out that a good fuck by another guy really counted for two because I could count on another one when I got home, I learned real fast to take advantage of it."
Paula was impressed but unconvinced. "I can't imagine Bob being turned on by hearing that his wife was gangbanged."
After Donna had done her part, Steve stepped in.
"Paula, perhaps Bob would be pleased to hear that you won more than a thousand dollars last night. That's not an insignificant amount of money."
"A thousand dollars? How do you figure?" Paula asked as her spirits rose a bit.
"Well, you remember 'Guess who', don't you?" Steve replied.
"Yes, and I got three right for three hundred," Paula responded.
"That was for the first part. Then we played again for two hundred each. Remember?"
"Yes," Paula said as she blushed, "but when it was Kevin's turn things got out of hand."
"I'm sorry Paula," Kevin said feeling embarrassed at his exuberance the previous night. "It's just that when I saw you lying there like that, I couldn't resist."
"It's OK Kevin," Paula replied. "I guess the real reason I feel bad isn't because I didn't like it. In fact, I feel bad because I really enjoyed it. I enjoyed it a lot. Bob just won't be able to understand that."
"Well, don't worry that Kevin couldn't control himself," Steve interjected. "Since I made up the game, I declare it a default. That means you got all four right and won eight hundred more dollars."
When she heard that, Paula's spirits rose even further. "That's great Steve," she said, "but I still have to figure out a way to explain this all to Bob. I don't want him to think I temporarily became a thousand dollar a night call girl."
The conversation suddenly stopped as Paula broke into laughter.
"What's so funny Paula?" Donna asked.
"We're all standing here talking like we would back at the office. The only thing is we're all stark naked," Paula replied. "Can you imagine how this would look to someone else from the office who happened to see us."
"Well, I'll bet they'd have the same reaction I do," Larry replied.
Donna, Paula and Steve turned around to see Larry with his giant pole waving in the air.
"Hey, Larry are you glad to see me or is that thing always like that?" Paula asked with a giggle. "I can't let you go back to the office like that. Do you think we can take care of that thing quickly?"
"Thought you'd never ask," Larry replied as he lunged at Paula. The two of them landed in a heap on the floor. With no preliminaries of any kind Larry's cock found Paula's cunt and lunged in. Larry began pounding vigorously and Paula's hips bounced up and down meeting his thrusts.
The eroticism of seeing their colleagues fucking like rabbits had a positive effect of the other four and it quickly became a question of who would get to have Donna.
Donna was feeling very horny by this time and didn't have the patience to wait for the three men to lay claim to her. She got down on her hands and knees.
"Chris, get over here and fuck me!" she ordered. He eagerly complied and quickly had his tool buried to the hilt in Donna's cunt.
Steve and Kevin didn't want to miss out on this last round of action so they each took a place by the head of one of the women and pointed their hard cocks at them. Steve moved over by Donna who soon found herself being bounced back and forth between Chris and Steve. Kevin lay down on the floor next to Paula who enthusiastically took the hint and sucked his engorged penis into her mouth.
"Of all the outrageous things I did in the last twenty-four hours, that took the cake," Paula said candidly to her husband that night. "Your slutty wife not only was being unfaithful, but she was doing it with two men at once. They both came in me again too. I got a load in each end almost at the same time. It was the most disgusting thing I've ever done...but I have to admit that I have never been so turned on in my life."
"Neither have I," Bob said when Paula had finished her story. He proved his point by pulling his hard cock out of his pants. "I want you to suck this thing like you sucked those four guys. Then I'm going to ram it up your ass."
Paula flinched at Bob's comment. Her husband had been after her for a long time to let him do that. Suddenly she was no longer in a position to refuse. Resigned to her fate Paula told Bob to lie down on the couch while she went to work sucking him. A few minutes later Paula turned over and lifted her ass in the air. There was a sharp searing pain as Bob forced the head of his cock past her virgin sphincter and after only a few firm thrusts Paula felt a load of hot cum explode deep inside.
"Thank you, sweetheart," Bob said when he'd finished. "I love you, even if you've been a very naughty girl."
"I love you too, Bob," Paula replied, "and thank you for being so understanding about what I did."
In spite of the pain that Paula still felt when she tried to fall asleep, she considered herself very lucky. She had expected a big blow up when Bob learned of her infidelity. She had tried to soften the blow by first showing him the thirteen hundred dollar check she'd received just before she left work that afternoon. He had been pleased with the money but was immediately suspicious.
"Do I dare to ask what you did to earn that?" he asked. "Let me just ask if that money is for what you did at the office or at the hotel last night?"
"At the hotel," Paula mumbled softly. Then she related the saga that ended with her getting fucked in the ass.
The next morning her co-workers were anxious to hear how things went with Bob.
"Was Bob as upset as you expected?" Donna asked.
"Gee, Paula," Chris said sympathetically, "I sure hope we didn't get you in too much trouble."
"Paula, are you OK?" Steve asked. "Yes, I'm fine" she said to them behind the closed doors of Steve's office. My only problem is that my ass is kinda sore."
"You mean he spanked you?" Larry asked in consternation. "He has no business hitting you."
"No Larry. Nothing like that. To be blunt about it, I got fucked in the ass. That's something Bob has always wanted to do, and this time I couldn't refuse," Paula explained.
"Holy shit! Is that all that happened?" Donna inquired with surprise.
"That's it. When I finished telling him about what happened...how bad I'd been...and how really turned on I'd been too, he pulled out his cock which was really hard and said he was really turned on too. He told me I had to suck it like I'd sucked you guys and then he was going to fuck me in the ass. He never said another word about it. He did say he loved me though after he came in my ass."
"Wow. Well I sure thought you'd suffer more than that," Donna remarked. "Not that getting a hard cock rammed up your ass is any fun. I sure wouldn't want that myself, I know for sure."
"Donna, the funny thing is that once he was in, I really enjoyed it. Sure, I was sore for awhile, but I'd be happy to do again next time he asks," Paula said. She quickly realized that she should never have made that remark.
That evening Paula was obviously uncomfortable as she sat down to eat dinner. She kept fidgeting and getting up and going into the kitchen. Bob followed her after she'd done this several times.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked.
"Yes, my bottom hurts," his wife replied.
"You mean because of what I did last night?" he asked sheepishly."
"Well, sort of," Paula answered.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well, this morning it felt OK, but the guys at the office were real concerned about what happened last night when you found out what I'd done. Like a fool, I told them what you did and that I discovered that it really was sort of fun. They bent me over Steve's desk and did it to me four more times. That's why I'm sore. It's really only sort of your fault," she said with a smile. "But I forgive you...and thank you for introducing me to a new pleasure." Paula put her arms around Ben's neck and gave him a passionate kiss. "I really love you sweetheart...really, really love you!"
"I love you too Paula, and thank you for letting me finally fuck your tight ass. I guess I also ought to thank you and your friends at work for introducing me to the pleasure of sharing my wife."
"You know sweetheart," Paula mused, "maybe there's something to be said for these harsh Minnesota winters after all."
"You mean that they're a pain in the ass," Bob shot back with a grin.
"No, silly. Well, I guess that too," Paula rejoined with a smile. "I meant that I couldn't imagine anything like this ever happening in Atlanta, can you?"
"You're right," Bob agreed. "Have you heard when the next storm is predicted?"
"No, but I sure hope it's not for a few days. It'll be a while before I'm up to doing this again," Paula conceded.
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