Chapter One
Doug…
“Can we? Just this once, Doug, please?” Her voice was a husky moan in his ear, and he could deny her nothing.
For the last four months, they had attended the monthly Fetish parties as voyeurs only. He had watched with lust-filled eyes, as the people around them sought release for their passion, hoping that at some point his wife would grow comfortable enough with the parties to join in. But each time she maintained her distance, standing off to the side, watching the sweat-soaked strangers explore the bodies around them, her face devoid of emotion. He knew she felt something; her racing pulse and sharp intake of breath betrayed her stoic exterior, and by the time he got her home after each party, she was desperate for his cock.
Her voracious appetite for sex seemed to stem from her love of erotic romance novels. He regularly caught her with her nose in a book, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy, and pussy dripping. One of these days he would have to write a thank you letter to the publishers for keeping his cock in working form, but for tonight, he had other things to focus on.
Alana stood beside him, asking his permission to put on a show. She wanted him to strip her down, and fuck her in front of the other partygoers. His eyes met hers and he could see the fire burning in their sapphire-colored depths.
What had changed her mind? What had her so turned on tonight that she couldn’t deny her own need anymore?
The brush of a hand over his shoulder drew his attention, and he instantly understood. The man standing at his elbow was his best friend and business partner, Killian Whitfield. In his black and white tuxedo he looked more like a Hollywood movie star walking the red carpet than a businessman still trying to crack the million-dollar mark.
“Doug, Alana. How are you both this evening? Enjoying the…festivities I hope.”
Killian stood too close to Alana for propriety, yet Doug wasn’t put off. He was surprised to find that he wanted to put on a show for his friend. If Alana was willing to fuck in front of Killian, what else would she be willing to do with him present? He felt his dick thicken a little at the image of his wife on her knees sucking Killian’s cock in the middle of the living room. Never before had he fantasized about his wife with another man, but he could picture it with Killian. In his mind’s eye, he could see his friend’s long lean body, flexing and rippling with desire as his wife sucked him dry. That would be incredible to watch, and by the look on Alana’s face, she could picture such an event too. What a surprise this evening was turning out to be.
“We’re having a wonderful time. These parties are always memorable, Killian.” As Alana spoke, her eyes drifted over Killian’s six foot tall frame, and back up to meet his assessing green eyes. When their gazes collided, Doug could almost see sparks crackling in the air around them, and his cock hardened in his pants until he had to fidget to give his erection more room. He took the opportunity before it slipped away, and wrapped his arm around the curve of Alana’s waist, drawing her even closer between the two men.
“Actually Killian, Alana was just commenting that she wanted to enjoy the party a little more tonight.”
Doug watched Killian’s eyes flame at the implication, and his own cock throbbed in response. Could he actually do this? Could he fuck Alana in front of these people? The answering electrical current pulsing through his body was the only confirmation he needed to know he absolutely could do that and more. Alana’s heavy-lidded gaze was a potent aphrodisiac, but when paired with Killian’s commanding masculinity, it made Doug dizzy with need.
Killian didn’t hide his charisma or his flirty nature; he openly charmed both sexes. Doug had never seen him with another man, nor had he ever blatantly asked him if he was bisexual, but there were rumors. Everyone knew he was open to anything
Doug…
“Can we? Just this once, Doug, please?” Her voice was a husky moan in his ear, and he could deny her nothing.
For the last four months, they had attended the monthly Fetish parties as voyeurs only. He had watched with lust-filled eyes, as the people around them sought release for their passion, hoping that at some point his wife would grow comfortable enough with the parties to join in. But each time she maintained her distance, standing off to the side, watching the sweat-soaked strangers explore the bodies around them, her face devoid of emotion. He knew she felt something; her racing pulse and sharp intake of breath betrayed her stoic exterior, and by the time he got her home after each party, she was desperate for his cock.
Her voracious appetite for sex seemed to stem from her love of erotic romance novels. He regularly caught her with her nose in a book, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy, and pussy dripping. One of these days he would have to write a thank you letter to the publishers for keeping his cock in working form, but for tonight, he had other things to focus on.
Alana stood beside him, asking his permission to put on a show. She wanted him to strip her down, and fuck her in front of the other partygoers. His eyes met hers and he could see the fire burning in their sapphire-colored depths.
What had changed her mind? What had her so turned on tonight that she couldn’t deny her own need anymore?
The brush of a hand over his shoulder drew his attention, and he instantly understood. The man standing at his elbow was his best friend and business partner, Killian Whitfield. In his black and white tuxedo he looked more like a Hollywood movie star walking the red carpet than a businessman still trying to crack the million-dollar mark.
“Doug, Alana. How are you both this evening? Enjoying the…festivities I hope.”
Killian stood too close to Alana for propriety, yet Doug wasn’t put off. He was surprised to find that he wanted to put on a show for his friend. If Alana was willing to fuck in front of Killian, what else would she be willing to do with him present? He felt his dick thicken a little at the image of his wife on her knees sucking Killian’s cock in the middle of the living room. Never before had he fantasized about his wife with another man, but he could picture it with Killian. In his mind’s eye, he could see his friend’s long lean body, flexing and rippling with desire as his wife sucked him dry. That would be incredible to watch, and by the look on Alana’s face, she could picture such an event too. What a surprise this evening was turning out to be.
“We’re having a wonderful time. These parties are always memorable, Killian.” As Alana spoke, her eyes drifted over Killian’s six foot tall frame, and back up to meet his assessing green eyes. When their gazes collided, Doug could almost see sparks crackling in the air around them, and his cock hardened in his pants until he had to fidget to give his erection more room. He took the opportunity before it slipped away, and wrapped his arm around the curve of Alana’s waist, drawing her even closer between the two men.
“Actually Killian, Alana was just commenting that she wanted to enjoy the party a little more tonight.”
Doug watched Killian’s eyes flame at the implication, and his own cock throbbed in response. Could he actually do this? Could he fuck Alana in front of these people? The answering electrical current pulsing through his body was the only confirmation he needed to know he absolutely could do that and more. Alana’s heavy-lidded gaze was a potent aphrodisiac, but when paired with Killian’s commanding masculinity, it made Doug dizzy with need.
Killian didn’t hide his charisma or his flirty nature; he openly charmed both sexes. Doug had never seen him with another man, nor had he ever blatantly asked him if he was bisexual, but there were rumors. Everyone knew he was open to anything
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