by Abby Weeks
She lay on the bed and let him look at her for about ten more minutes, his eyes fixed on her. She wanted to talk to him but he was so lost in concentration that every time she said something it seemed to distract him from his thoughts. It seemed, all he wanted to do was feast his eyes on her beautiful body. At last, a car pulled into the driveway.
—That will be my friend, Henry said.
Janey wasn’t sure if she was scared or excited.
—Who is he? she said.
—You’ll see in a minute.
The friend must have known Henry well because he let himself into the house without ringing the bell.
—We’re up here, Malcolm, Henry called out.
Malcolm entered the room and was immediately taken by Janey. It was no wonder.
She was lying on a bed, completely naked, waiting for him to fuck her. It was such a strange situation but she was past the point of caring about propriety. She wanted this man’s cock in her pussy and that was what she was going to get, or at least, that was how it seemed.
—Ah, Malcolm, allow me to introduce you to my neighbor, and friend, Janey Carver. Janey, this is Malcolm French. A business associate of mine.
Malcolm was a little younger than Henry, but not much. He was probably in his mid-fifties, tall, with grayish hair and a handsome face. He was clean-shaved and in good physical condition. He had a tan like Henry’s and Janey imagined that they probably spent a lot of time together golfing or yachting.
—I’m enchanted, Malcolm said from where he was standing, next to Henry.
Janey smiled up at him as she lounged, languorously on the bed. She sucked in her stomach and pushed out her breasts and bum, trying to heighten her sexual attractiveness. She was doing an excellent job if Henry and Malcolm’s reactions were anything to judge by. They were both watching her every move. She felt important and special to be lying there, receiving all of their attentions.
—You’ll go easy on her, I’m sure, Henry said to Malcolm.
Malcolm nodded. Henry looked at Janey questioningly. He raised an eyebrow as if to ask if this was ok with her. She nodded. She was ok with this, whatever this was, and definitely wanted it to continue.
Malcolm took off his blazer and put it on the back of Henry’s chair. He began opening the buttons on his white shirt, one at a time. Janey got up on her knees in front of him and helped open his pants. She felt inside his shorts and found his hardening cock and took a hold of it. She pulled it out of his shorts so that she could look at it. This was the penis that was going to allow her to get even with Ben. This was her ticket. She felt that if she could just get this cock to orgasm in her pussy, she’d be showing Ben and Suzy that she wasn’t weaker than they were and that she had as much right to happiness as either of them did.
Malcolm pulled off his shirt and got out of his pants, shorts and socks so that he was completely naked. He got up on the bed next to Janey and began kissing her passionately. He was a pretty good kisser. Not bad at all for a fifty-something year old. Janey let him kiss her even though it gave her a strange feeling of guilt. She looked over at Henry while she kissed Malcolm. He had pulled the leather armchair closer to the bed so that he could watch closely as she and Malcolm made love. She felt as if having Henry there made everything ok. It was as if his presence legitimized the encounter.
Malcolm reached up and took a hold of her breasts and began to knead them softly in his large hands. The way he was gently massaging them felt exquisite. Janey leaned her head back and let Malcolm lick and kiss her neck and breasts. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it while lightly pressing the other between two fingers. She leaned back and got off her legs, wrapping them around Malcolm’s well-built torso. He took his cue and began to move down her body with his mouth, stopping when he reached her aching, pulsing vagina.
For so many years, Benjamin Carver had been the only man who was allowed access to that special place on her body. She felt cheated at all the years of faithfulness and devotion she had given him. It was time for her to break free. First, she’d let that valet touch her. Now she was letting this man, Malcolm, caress the folds of skin around her pussy with his mouth. She breathed out in pleasure as he took the inner lips of her pussy into his warm, wet mouth and sucked gently. He sucked on the skin and flesh, pulling blood into the nerves and creating an ecstasy of pleasure down in her clitoris. She closed her eyes and arched her back, thrusting her pussy into Malcolm’s face. Her breasts were arched forward, her head pressed downward into the mattress. The feeling of being eaten by a stranger was exquisite. She flushed as she reached a series of gentle orgasms that fluttered throughout her body and continued for over a minute. All the while, Malcolm kept sucking the flesh of her clitoris. She felt her face and body go red from the exertion. She was breathing heavily and her whole body was trembling from the orgasmic reaction that had occurred inside her.
She opened her eyes and looked at Henry. He was watching every movement intently. His hand was on his penis inside his bathrobe and he was rubbing himself. She locked eyes with him and she felt almost as if he was looking right down into her soul with his sad, longing eyes. She knew that he wanted to be the one fucking her. But he couldn’t. Not yet, he had said. For now, all he could do was watch. He was so close to her that he could smell her body, see every drop of liquid that came out of her, but he couldn’t touch her. It may have been the first time in many years that he had seen a woman climax up close and it seemed to have affected him.
—Hold out your hand, she said to him.
He brought his hand out of his robe where it was rubbing his throbbing cock and held it out to her. She licked it and spat on it, making it wet with her saliva.
—Now rub yourself, she said to him.
He thanked her with a silent smile and put his wet, lubricated hand back on his cock and began stroking it. Malcolm looked up. He could tell she had orgasmed and was no longer sucking her clitoris. She pushed her pussy forward, she wanted him to suck her some more, but he was already climbing up onto his knees. He brought his cock up to her pussy and she spread open her legs so that he could enter her.
Malcolm slid into her like a sword into a silken sheath. It felt perfect to have a rock hard cock in her cunt after all of her years dealing only with Ben. She cried out in pleasure as Malcolm began thrusting back and forth. He grabbed her ankles and rested them on his shoulders. She cried out and tried to maintain eye contact with both men. Henry was enjoying every second of it, and needless to say, so was Malcolm.
—Please don’t come inside her, Henry said. I want to see the orgasm.
Malcolm nodded at Henry but did nothing to slow down the steady thrusting rhythm that he had set. Janey felt utterly naughty with her legs up in the air and both men having so much pleasure watching her. She didn’t care. The sluttier she got, the more she was able to get back at Ben. She clenched her fists as a second wave of delicious orgasms, this time harder than the first, began to surge through the muscles in her groin, shattering all thought.
—Harder, she cried out. Harder, Malcolm.
Malcolm pushed into her with so much force and strength that it surprised and thrilled her. She loved every thrust his penis made, deep into her vagina. She was sure Ben never got this deep, either with her or with Suzy. She was sure Suzy didn’t feel this good when Ben was inside her. The orgasms pulsed around inside her like bullets ricocheting inside a steel room. She screamed and grew flushed and gasped for air. Both men watched her so intently that she grew embarrassed once the orgasms subsided. It was broad daylight and she’d never even allowed herself the freedom to have a climax like that in the privacy of her own home.
She reached out and held Malcolm’s body, stopping him from continuing.
—Do me from behind, she said.
She flipped over onto her knees, pointing her little bottom at Malcolm and wiggling. She made sure she was at a good angle for Henry to watch. It was both of them she was intent in pleasuring and she wanted to make sure H
enry could see her getting anally ravaged.
She reached around and grabbed her butt cheeks with her hands and pulled them apart, displaying her anus to the two men.
—Fuck me in there, she said.
Malcolm looked at Henry before proceeding. Then he took his finger and pressed it past the tight ring of muscle, into Janey’s asshole.
—Yes, she cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain surging through her asshole. Now take me, Malcolm. Take me hard.
Malcolm ran his finger in and out of her asshole, creating an incredible sensation of pleasure that almost made her want to cry. Then he pulled out his finger and pressed the tip of his throbbing, aching penis against the asshole. Janey pushed back against it and with a little help from some body lotion that Henry gave to Malcolm, the solid cock began to slide far into her anus. Malcolm began his rhythmical pumping again. Janey bent her arms at the elbows and lay her head on the bed, giving Malcolm the perfect angle from which to pump her little ass all he wanted.
—Yes, she cried out again and again as she turned to face Henry.
He was looking at her so lovingly and so lustfully, but she could also tell that his cock was getting close to orgasm. She thought of all the pumping Malcolm was doing and realized he must be getting close to his climax too.
—Come on my face, she said.
—What? Malcolm said.
He was so caught up in ramming his cock in and out of her asshole that he hadn’t heard what she’d said.
—Come on my face, she said again.
Malcolm looked at Henry again, and then pulled out of her bum. She turned around and lay on her back with her head beneath Malcolm’s cock. Henry and Malcolm both had the perfect view of her pretty face and she opened her mouth encouragingly.
—Both of you, she said, looking straight at Henry. Both of you come on my face.
It was Henry’s turn to look at Malcolm, as if verifying what she had said, and then he stood up from his seat so that his cock was now over Janey’s face. This was perfect, Janey thought. This way he could cover her with semen without ever having to touch her. The two men masturbated in unison and Janey opened her mouth as wide as she could as they both approached gushing climaxes. Together, the two cock tips began to squirt out streams of white, hot liquid and she closed her eyes and kept her mouth open, trying to catch as much of it in her mouth as she could. It was the taste of sweet revenge. If Ben could see her now he would literally die. The semen squirted in her mouth, on her cheeks, in her eyes, in her hair. She didn’t care. She wanted it all. She licked her lips and swallowed everything that had fallen into her mouth and then opened her eyes and looked up at the two men.
—Now you come, my darling, Henry said to her.
—I did, already, lots of times.
—Come again, he said. Come with our jizz on your face.
Still lying on her back, her face covered in both men’s jizz, she began rubbing her hand rapidly over her clit, probing her cunt with her finger and moving the folds of vaginal flesh as fast as she could until she began to feel the sensation of orgasm running up from the depths of her groin again. Suddenly she began thrusting her body, as if she was being shocked with surges of electricity. The men’s eyes widened in surprise and joy as she convulsed in yet another delicious orgasm right in front of them.
When she was finished she wiped her face on the sheets and asked Henry to bring her a towel. Then Malcolm dressed and both men rose to leave.
—You have a bath, Henry said to her. You’re welcome to have a nap too if you like.
They left her in the room. She went into the bathroom and had a quick shower and then got into Henry’s bed, naked. She slept for about thirty minutes and when she woke she could hear Malcolm and Henry downstairs. She felt utterly refreshed and rejuvenated. She was ready to face Ben and whatever infidelities he was attempting to commit. She felt that now, she would no longer be the weaker party.
She went downstairs, still completely naked. She had no clothes to wear at Henry’s. The two men were drinking coffee at the counter. She walked over to Malcolm and kissed him gently on the mouth, allowing him to push his tongue into hers. Then she stood in front of Henry.
—Please don’t send me home without a kiss, she said.
He looked scared but he leaned forward and kissed her like a gentleman, softly on the lips.
I
JANEY COULDN’T BELIEVE IT WHEN she went to check out the new gym in Sunny Oaks. It was called Blue and was owned by a luxury hotel chain from Florida. The entire place had been designed to be as comfortable and luxurious as one of their hotels. The company had started to move out of Florida and opened new locations in New York, Washington DC, Philadelphia and Boston. The only reason they were in Sunny Oaks was because the owner of the company was from there and had inherited a building from his parents.
She’d thought the building was impressive from the outside but when she entered she realized just how fabulous it was. The reception was like a hotel lobby with dark stone floors and frosted glass walls separating the public area from the members’ areas. Indoor palm trees gave it all a tropical feel. Janey could see through the glass to a lounge where women were walking around in thick white robes. There was a sauna, steam room, pool and massage area back there. There was also a cafe that sold health snacks and drinks. It was like a spa. The gym itself was on the second level and a wide staircase led from the relaxation area up to it. There was a girl at a desk dressed as if for an office and Janey went up to her and asked if they were accepting new membership applications.
The girl smiled and said, —Of course.
She handed Janey a booklet with a soft leather binding.
—How much is it?
—We’re brand new, the girls said, so there’s an introductory rate. Six hundred dollars a month.
—Wow. Isn’t that kind of steep for a gym?
—The normal price is twelve hundred. To get the discounted rate you have to join this month.
—Twelve hundred a month! In Albany! How do people afford it?
—Well, first of all, you get a lot more than a gym membership here. There’s a relaxation spa, hydrotherapy treatments, massage and beauty treatments, personal training and style consulting. It’s all included in membership.
—Sounds nice.
—It is. The girl raised an eyebrow and looked around the place as if she wished she were a member herself. Plus, it’s a real networking center. Everyone who’s anyone around here, especially if she’s a woman, will be a member. Once the word spreads, it’s going to be the place to be. State senators, judges, important wives, this is where they’ll rub shoulders.
—My husband would kill me if I sign up for six hundred bucks a month, Janey said.
The girl nodded understandingly. Janey gave a wistful look around before leaving.
—I guess I’ll just have to dream about it.
—Too bad, the girl said. But before you go, do you mind if I ask you a slightly personal question.
—Ok.
—Just tell me if I’m out of line.
Janey was beginning to wonder what on earth this young girl was going to ask her. She nodded.
—You said you’re married, the girl said.
—That’s correct.
—Well, does your husband have any memberships?
Janey smiled. It was the perfect sales tactic.
—Actually, he’s about to join the Sunny Oaks golf club. Also for networking.
—Hmm, the girl said.
She typed something into her computer and pulled up the golf club’s website.
—Did you know membership at the golf club starts at ten grand a year?
—I did actually, Janey said.
—And all that gets you is golf and a club house. Here we actually take care of you, help you improve your health, your wellbeing and your life. It doesn’t seem too unreasonable to me that you should have that, especially when you’re husband gets to play golf for ten grand a year.
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—At least ten grand, Janey said.
—Exactly.
Janey thought about it. It was true that joining the golf club would really boost Ben’s networking potential. She wanted him to get a new job in Albany and if that was going to happen, he’d need to be a member there. Every state senator, federal judge and senior partner in the state capital was a member of the Sunny Oaks golf club. But on the other hand, Ben was being a complete bastard lately. He was having an affair, coming home drunk, and completely neglecting her. He wasn’t even bothering to hide the fact that he was cheating on her anymore.
—Let me see the application form, Janey said.
—That’s more like it, the girl said with a smile as she handed Janey a black folio with silver lettering on the cover.
Janey felt nervous and giddy by the time she got back to her car. She’d just signed up, using Ben’s American Express card, for a six hundred dollar a month gym! In six months it would revert to full price. She was in big trouble. But then, her marriage was falling apart, Ben was cheating on her, and she’d started some strange new game with her next door neighbor. What did she have to lose at this point?
On the way home she picked up some groceries for dinner. She thought she had better break the news of her new expenditure to Ben gently and bought two bottles of his favorite wine, a Californian Zinfandel that ran for about thirty bucks a bottle. She also got steak and asparagus, strawberries and fresh cream for dessert. She intended to have a nice evening with him. They’d hardly spent any time together all week. She hadn’t given up on her marriage and knew there was a lot of work to do if she was going to get her relationship back to any kind of stable, livable, level.
When she got home the phone was ringing. From the caller ID she could see it was Ben’s office. She braced herself for the sound of Suzy’s harsh, grating voice but was pleased when she heard Ben on the other end of the line.
—Janey, are you sitting down? I’ve got some great news, Ben said.
