Amateur Night at the Strip Club

The small town right on the state line had one strip club, it was intended to draw visitors from the neighboring states.  The club was always searching for new women that wanted to strip, and the club did alright, but to find new potential strippers they had an amateur night contest.  There was a cash prize for the top three, plus the women could keep whatever tips they earned.

There was a big crowd that night, a lot of men from across the state line, and the owner was pleased to notice a lot of local housewives had shown up without their husbands.  Likely they were just curious to see the place in action, but he knew that he’d be able to get them to dance.  At the start of the contest the announcer told the crowd, “Alright, in this state full nudity is allowed, so everything is coming off!  And any ladies that want an opportunity to win the prize money, come up here and put your name on the list!”

Two of the regular dancers got things started as the first few amateurs signed their names to the list.  The owner could see groups of ladies, obviously housewives that knew each other, encouraging women from their groups to sign up.  Any reluctance the women had was likely overcome by the hundreds of dollars in tips the professionals were making, the thousands of dollars in prize money, and the alcohol.

Linda was wearing a conservative sweater and long skirt.  Though she didn’t feel sexy, or quite know what to do, she tried her best at wiggling her body seductively.  Her timid feelings started to melt away as the crowd of women cheered her on and the men adjusted the lumps in the fronts of their paints.  So she unbuttoned her sweater and let it fall on the stage.  Then she slid her skirt down and off.  She was standing there wearing her plain bra and panties, flesh colored stockings, sensible shoes, and wedding ring.

Men near the stage starting waving money at her, asking Linda to remove more of her clothing.  Simulating the professional strippers that had come before she faced away from the crowd, unhooked her bra, and let it fall away while covering her breasts with her hands.  Turning back to face the crowd Linda knelt down and snapped dollars out of men’s hands while she shook her breasts in their face. Her shyness prevented her from going any farther.  So she tucked the bills into the tops of her stockings before gathering up her clothes and sneaking off stage.

Erica was the next housewife on the list.  A bit of a wild woman she stripped off her blouse and skirt almost immediately.  She’d worn a thong with lacy garter, stockings, and bra.  One guy seemed eager to give her some money.  So she sat on the stage in front of him and spread her legs giving him a close view of her thong covered pussy.  Once he stuck some money under her garter Erica took her bra off and waved it in his face before throwing it on the stage behind her.

She moved to another guy that was holding up money for her.  After crawling over on her hands and knees she wiggled her ass in his face, only the string of the thong preventing him from seeing everything.  The man gave her a bill for the view, but Erica wanted more.  So she hooked her thong and slid it off, exposing her ass and pussy for half the room to see.  That prompted the man to slip more bills into her garter.  One last prance around the stage while exposed allowed her to scoop up her clothes and money on the stage before she exited.

Leanne was the last housewife to dance, but she’d come prepared to win.  For a few minutes she danced around the stage and the pole slowly removing her secretary-style outfit.  Beneath she was wearing a cup-less bra which showed off her perky tits nicely, crotch-less panties which provided a view of her shaved pussy, and high heels that accentuated her legs.

It was quite easy for her to collect money from the men around the stage, even without taking anything else off.  That didn’t stop her though.  She spent extra time on stage removing her skimpy lingerie all while earning extra money.  Every time she took off a piece of clothing it seemed the men would throw more money at her.  When she was down to her heels she collected everything and left the stage.

The owner rounded up the amateur ladies that had danced during the contest and got them onto stage wearing what they’d stripped down to at the end of their dances.  To end the contest they paraded around the stage one last time as the crowd applauded.  Money was handed out to the winners and then all the ladies went backstage with the owner.  Backstage the owner explained that any of the amateur ladies that wanted jobs could have them, and if they wanted to make some more money they could do private lap dances that night.

Linda, Erica, and Leanne were the only housewives that expressed interest in performing private dances, the money was too enticing.  It didn’t take long to find men that wanted to join the amateur wives in the back booths for some private action.

At first Linda wasn’t sure what to do.  The guy sat in the chair at the back of this small booth, she shut the door so they were alone, and he handed her money.  She barely had any idea what a lap dance was, but she figured she’d wiggle her body in his face and see if he liked that.  Quickly the man removed her bra and groped her tits.

Linda wasn’t sure if that was allowed, but the man had paid and she figured that meant he could touch her where he wanted.  His exploring hands got her aroused, and when one of his hands dipped to her pantie covered pussy she almost came.  So when he asked her to remove her panties she obliged.  When she returned to sit on his lap she found he’d freed his dick from his pants.

Wanting to give the man his money’s worth Linda placed her now bare pussy against the man’s shaft.  As she rubbed up and down, the man sucked on her tits and licked at her nipples.  The wetness and physical sensations were getting Linda off, and as she had an orgasm she pressed herself down onto the man.  He continued to buck his hips and that caused him to orgasm, spewing his cum onto his own chest.

Though she’d never given a lap dance, Erica suspected the guy in the chair in front of her was too busy looking at her exposed tits, pussy, and ass to care.  This stranger had paid her hundreds of dollars for the lap dance, so she was going to try her best.  As she rubbed her ass against his lap, she could feel the hard lump of his cock, and she positioned herself so that she was rubbing her pussy lips up and down the length.  'Might as well get some pleasure out of this if I can’, she thought, ‘not that the money isn’t enough’.

An orgasm came quickly, the thrill of the evening finally climaxing inside her.  The feel of a stranger’s cock parting her pussy lips was enticing.  It must have been obvious that she’d cum because the man asked, “Now that you’d had one, how about me?”  Erica realized immediately what he meant when he slid down his zipper, pulled his dick from his pants, and pointed his hard shaft toward her face.

“I don’t know about that”, she answered playfully.  The man had a beautiful cock and she was quite intrigued to feel someone other than her husband.  Without a word the man produced a bundle of money and held it out toward Erica.  Realizing this man was paying her for sex, that he considered her a whore, made her feel dirty and more aroused.

Taking the money she dropped her knees in front of the man, intent on getting his shaft slick with her mouth so she could feel him inside her ready pussy.  It must have been too much for him because his orgasm came very quickly.  Erica didn’t want to disappoint, 'He paid good money after all’, so she kept her mouth firmly affixed to his dick and swallowed every drop of his cum.  Feeling less than satisfied she left him to clean up and went in search of another man.

Leanne was enjoying giving her lap dance, the guy was hot and she was horny.  As she rubbed against him he put his hands on her tits, grabbing two handfuls and squeezing.  While she wasn’t sure he was supposed to do that, it felt really good so she didn’t resist.  After a few minutes she was becoming more turned on, and as she faced him he licked her nipples.  She knew that wasn’t allowed, so she pulled away and stopped him.  "I’ve got more money", he said.  "I’ll give you this", he held out a roll of bills, “if you let me keep going.”

Taking the money Leanne thumbed through the roll, it was many hundreds of dollars.  'This guy’s going to give me all this money just to lick my tits?’, she thought.  "Okay", she said.  It would be stupid to turn down that kind of money, even if she wasn’t married.  After she stuffed the money in her purse, she climbed back onto his lap and stuck her tits in his face.

He ground his cock against her, rubbing himself through his pants against her pussy.  After a minute of sucking on her tits she was losing control and stood up.  The man looked puzzled, even a bit upset, until she reached down and undid his pants and slid them down.  She couldn’t help herself, Leanne needed to see and feel his dick.

His dick was large.  'Larger than my husband’s’, the thought aroused her.  At first she used her hands to feel his size and warmth.  When that wasn’t enough anymore she used her mouth, feeling him stuff her face and push into her throat.  He just sat and fondled her tits while she sucked his cock.

When that was no longer satisfying she stood and lowered her pussy onto his slick shaft.  They both moaned as he entered her.  This stranger’s cock inside her, filling her pussy like it had never been, was the culmination of an already erotic evening and Leanne orgasmed.  She clenched tight as she bounced up and down on his big dick.

It didn’t take long before the man came too.  He grabbed her hips, pulled her down tight to his lap, and filled her with his cum.  Leanne felt wild and uncontrolled, a stranger was filling her pussy with his spunk like he owned her, like only her husband had done before.  As the realization of what she was doing hit her she fell into another orgasm.

The owner of the club watched everything from his office, the cameras feeding into multiple computer monitors.  Amateur night was a success, he knew he’d found some new dancers.  Even if they weren’t willing to do it for the money or the sex, he had recording that he could use for persuasion.

Take My Wife, Please

    My wife Jen and I had a fantasy about swinging that we’d talked about for years, but never seriously.  As our marriage wore on near fifteen years, our sex life slowed down and our talk about fantasies increased.  Originally it was mostly a way to spark interest in having sex with each other, but over a year it grew it something more serious.

    The fantasy of swinging with another couple came up repeatedly over that year, but neither of us was sure how to get into such a thing for real.  Finally I discovered a website for a porn company that specialized in making films with amateur wives having sex with males porn stars, and husbands having sex with female porn stars.  At first Jen was completely against the idea, but as we both started to become more desperate to spice things up she started research into the idea.

    I could tell she was coming around to the idea when she started bringing up the topic.  “You know that all the porn stars go through regular health screenings?  That’s something we couldn’t guarantee with any regular couple”, she’d say.  “We can pick out the stars that we’d like to be with”, Jen added, “That way we can get what we really want."  When she saw that we got paid for doing it, and that it would be thousands of dollars, Jen was completely hooked.

    She took over things at that point, making all the arrangements with the porn company and booking our hotel and flights.  The idea was very exciting for us, we started having sex regularly at just the thought of finally fulfilling our fantasy.  During our flight my wife was obviously very excited about what was going to happen, we both felt young again from the anticipation.  For me it was about the fantasy, but for my wife it seemed to be more about the money.

    When the day came we found ourselves at an elegant house with the living room set up for shooting.  Lights in all corners of the room, two cameras, people to apply make up, some muscle for security, and of course the host.  We signed a bunch of forms before our on camera interview with the host.  Apparently the way my wife had set it up, she would be in the living room and I would be upstairs in the bedroom.

    Once the interview finished he looked into the camera and said, "Alright, let’s get you upstairs and Jen you can stay down here."  I was escorted upstairs by one of the men working as security, eager to meet the porn star I’d be with.  My wife knew my tastes, and I’d told her some of the stars I liked, so hopefully she’d picked one of my favorites.

    Upon entering the bedroom I got suspicious seeing what appeared to be a normal bedroom, but the muscle and I were the only ones there.  Suspicion turned into worry when he locked the door, trapping me in the room with a guy almost twice my size.  "What now?”, I asked wanting to know what was happening.  In response he turned on the television and motioned for me to sit on the bed.

    The television showed the living room downstairs, my wife sitting on the couch with the host.  After a moment the host said, “Alright, now that your husband is upstairs, let’s bring in our stars."  Jen looked over as three men enter the living room, all naked and hung as porn stars.  "So this is your fantasy Jen, to get gang fucked while your husband watches and listens from upstairs?”

    Nobody waited for her to answer, my wife just licked her lips as the three men descended on her.  I got up to try and leave the bedroom, to head downstairs and find out exactly what was going on, but the muscle stopped me.  Just a few feet from the door I could hear noises from downstairs that matched the noises coming from the television.  Needing to know what was happening, I returned to the bed and watched the screen.

    Their hands were running over my wife taking her clothes off as she sucked one of the massive dicks.  Though she wasn’t able to get very far down the shaft, she tried her best and used her hands on the rest of the shaft.  That didn’t last though, when all of her clothes were on the floor the other two porn stars put her hands to use on their own dicks.

    Jen switched from cock to cock, sucking and jerking her way between the three men until all of their dicks were hard and glistening.  One of the men dropped between her legs and started eating her out.  With their hands running over her body, a mouth on her mound, and two dicks to jerk and suck it was obvious that my wife was getting excited.  She began moaning, louder as she approached orgasm, and when she came it was loud enough that I could hear her through the door and over the television simultaneously.

    After her orgasm the host asked, “Well, how about it Jen, want one of those big cocks in your pussy?”

    My wife smiled and replied, “Hell yeah.  I want them all."  The porn stars were happy to oblige, turning Jen so she was laying on her back, one of them crawled between her legs and pushed his slick shaft into her cunt.  Once he comfortably hit bottom they started fucking their bodies against each other.

    Stuck in the bedroom all I could do was watch the action on the television, knowing my wife was getting pounded by complete strangers downstairs.  They continued fucking and sucking for almost ten minutes, the guys taking turns on her pussy, each giving her an orgasm.  Their hard shafts disappearing into my wife’s pink gash while her tits bounced back and forth.

    Then they shifted positions, lifting my wife up to her knees so that Jen was bent over an arm of the couch.  One of the guys lined himself up behind her while other stuck his dick down her throat.  I wondered why the porn star fucking my wife from behind was going slowly, they certainly hadn’t been slow and gentle before.  It took him nearly two minutes before he stopped moving forward.

    "How does that feel Jen?”, the host asked.  A deep, loud moan was her only response.  “Do you think your husband likes this?"  Jen nodded with the dick still in her mouth.  "Well let’s get a good camera view so he can see that cock in your ass”, he finished.

    'What the hell does he mean ass?’, I thought.  My wife and I never had anal sex, it was something we’d talked about but she’d always denied it claiming it hurt and she didn’t like it.  One of the cameras moved closer and provided a clear shot of the porn star’s dick stretching out my wife’s tight asshole.

    The guy in her ass started pumping in and out slowly.  Meanwhile Jen was working furiously on the cock in her mouth, sucking his head while jerking the shaft and rubbing his balls.  For another ten minutes the three guys rotated positions; one fucking Jen’s ass, another her mouth, and the third standing by jerking his dick to keep it hard.  Though she didn’t orgasm the moans coming from her were loud enough to indicate that she was enjoying it.

    When the porn star fucking her ass pulled out they all took a quick break for water, the camera angles were checked, but no one covered themselves up.  My wife was down stairs walking around completely naked in front of strangers, by open windows, with no idea of who could see.

    Upon return to the couch my wife saw the clock and, surprised, said, “Were we fucking for almost half an hour?"  The host nodded in response.  "Holy crap!  How are they still hard?”, she pointed at the porn stars who were also returning to the couch.

    "Filming will take most of the day, they’ll be hard for hours", the host said.  “It’s what they do.  Think you can keep up with them?”

    Smiling my wife answered, “Certainly going to try and let these guys fuck me for hours.”

    With a nod from the host things started up again.  One of the guys lifted my wife up, sat on the couch, and pulled her down onto his upright cock.  As soon as her pussy was filled and she was riding, another hard cock appeared in front of her face which she guided into her mouth.  I don’t know how long they were like that, my wife riding the guy on the couch while the other two guys got their dicks sucked and jerked.

    The moaning was intense, especially my wife, and it was starting to get to me.  I was rock hard, but also pretty pissed that I’d been ambushed like this.  Muting the television didn’t help either, I could still hear everything pretty well through the door.  Jen’s third orgasm was when I decided it was enough and time to end things.

    Despite my best attempts I couldn’t get past the muscle, he wouldn’t even let me touch the door.  When I voiced my desire to leave he simply reached behind him and knocked on the door twice.  Through the door I heard the host announce, “Well Jen, I’m going to go check on your husband, but you just keep enjoying yourself.”

    I sat on the edge of the bed and waited for the host.  He stepped inside the room, shut the door, and moved closer to the bed so we could talk.  It happened that he was standing just in front of the television, so when I looked at him I could see the action of my wife getting fucked by the three porn stars.  “What’s the problem?”, he asked.

    "That", I pointed at the screen behind him, “is not what I signed up for!”

    "Yes it is", he said very matter-of-fact.  “I have all the paperwork and your contracts”, he waved a clipboard of papers to prove it.  Handing me a part of the stack he said, “Here’s your copy, read it if you want, but your wife set this all up.  Full action with three stars for her, you get to watch, you get paid based on what she does, and you both get a full copy of the unedited footage to take home.”

    "What do you mean we get paid based on what she does?“  I knew we were getting paid to appear in their video, but I didn’t know the exact details because that was one of the things that Jen had worked out.

    The host explained, "you get paid a certain amount just for doing the video.  But Jen chose to earn more money for the gang bang, more money for the anal, and it’s possible to earn more depending on what your wife does.”

    When I protested about the arrangement; it wasn’t what I wanted, I was supposed to get a star, Jen and I were going to swing, etcetera the host didn’t seem to care.  “Look if you want to quit you can, but you forfeit all the money."  He looked at the television, my wife was riding one guy cowgirl while another guy licked her clit and she sucked the third guy’s cock.

    He snatched up the remote and unmuted the television, Jen’s moans of pleasure became clear and loud.  "Doesn’t sound like she wants to stop”, he put a smirk on his face that dripped with a fuck-you attitude.  “I think it’s best if you just sit here”, and with that he left the room.

    Unsure what else to do, I slumped onto the bed unable to get away from the sound and sight of the television.  The host returned to the living room, and sitting down he said, “Well Jen, your husband is certainly enjoying watching you.  You seem to be enjoying yourself.”

    "Fuck yes!“  Jen was clearly excited.

    "Well you continue, we’re here for your entertainment.”

    They switched positions so one of the other stars was laying on the couch and my wife mounted him wrapping her pussy around his hard shaft.  Another guy lined himself up behind her, pushed her forward so she was bent over with her breasts pressed tight against the guy beneath her.  A moment later and Jen let out a bit of a yell.  The camera switched and there was a clear view of my wife being double penetrated by the two porn stars.

    It took them a while, but eventually they worked up to a rhythmic fucking motion.  The cocks were pistoning in and out of my wife’s cunt and ass in time with each other, so she was always full in one hole, these guys really were professionals.  After a few minutes Jen started cumming harder than I’d ever seen.

    The porn stars didn’t slow down though, they just kept pounding my wife and she kept cumming for well over a minute.  Jen’s orgasm was not only the strongest, but the longest she’d had.  Her moans were at the volume of screams, her skin was flush, and her body was glistening with sweat.

    After her orgasm subsided the third porn star stepped up so that my wife could suck his cock and she didn’t even hesitate.  They spent almost five hours fucking in every position imaginable with my wife taking multiple double penetrations.  There were few breaks, but Jen kept up with the porn stars through the whole day.  Her favorite position seemed to be wrapped around one guy while he was standing, another star standing behind her, and getting lowered down onto their cocks for a double penetration.

    At one point the host removed his pants and jerked himself off while watching my wife get fucked.  Though he didn’t cum, he managed to get hard.  He even let my wife suck him off while she was getting fucked on the couch.  The camera perfectly captured her body with his dick in her mouth, one in each hand, and one pounding her pussy.

    I had to keep shifting on the bed, the whole situation made me uncomfortable, but my stiff dick pressing against my pants was worse.  With the muscle in the room I couldn’t do anything to relieve myself, and he certainly had no interest other than keeping me contained.  The day was physically and emotionally agonizing for me.

    Eventually they reached the end of the day and the host explained it was time to wrap things up.  They had my wife lay on the floor, each star would fuck her pussy until he was ready to cum.  Then he would pull out, move to my wife’s face, and spew his spunk across her face or onto her tits.  As the last guy blew his wad Jen smiled at the camera and used her fingers to wipe the cum up into her mouth, sucking it down and licking her fingers clean.

    Filming wrapped up, the television went dark, and finally the muscle let me out of the room.  I rushed downstairs to find my wife in the shower with one of the porn stars.  Jen was supposed to be getting clean, but apparently decided that fucking this hung stranger was more important.  When she saw me she said, “Hi honey!  Be out in a few minutes”, and then went back to fucking his huge cock.

    Feeling defeated I looked for a place to sit, quickly decided that the living room was a place I wanted to avoid, so settled on slumping against the wall in the foyer.  Almost thirty minutes later my wife was cleaned, dressed, and ready to leave.  I whisked her out of there as quickly as I could, just wanted to get as far away from what happened as possible.

    The ride to the airport was mostly silent, it was obvious that Jen was in a state of bliss she’d never experienced before.  Before reaching the airport though she perked up, oblivious to what I was feeling, she said excitedly, “That was amazing.  I’ve never experienced anything like that.  And we made a lot of money!”

    I was pissed but didn’t know what to say.  Then my wife hit with something unexpected, “I want to do it again.”

    "What?“, I exclaimed.

    "No, no…”, she trailed off, “I need to do it again.  I need to feel that again."  Visibly upset and on the verge of a violent outburst she said, "We can make a ton of money, I mean look”, she held up the envelope full of bills she’d received, “we made almost $10,000 today.  And the guys said that women can make up to $3,000 a day if they do films and strip as headliners at clubs.

    My wife had changed so much in one day I wasn’t sure I knew who she was anymore.  What I did know is that once she’d made up her mind to do something it was difficult, if not impossible, to persuade her otherwise.  After all it took me a long time to convince her to swing.  Since that day she’s been performing in movies on a regular basis, once a month she’ll fly to Los Angeles for a week to film, but what bothers me the most is she decided to strip at clubs local to where we live.

Stalking My Wife

    With the economy bad my wife started looking for a job to help us make ends meet.  It only took her a day to find something which was a bit surprising.  Evelyn said she found a job working as a receptionist for a law firm, and she worked normal business hours like I did, though some times they would need her to stay late.  Most days she came home around the same time I did, but she was always tired.


    After a few weeks her fatigue was killing our sex life and I started to get suspicious that something else was going on.  So one day I called out sick to work, but left in the morning like everything was normal and didn’t tell my wife.  When Evelyn left for work I followed her to see where she went.  I was surprised to see her not go to a lawyer’s office, but instead park her car behind an adult store.


    My wife got out of her car and went in the back door of the sex shop.  I parked down the block and walked back to the shop going in the front.  It was a typical adult store with magazines, DVDs, and toys.  Trying to be stealthy I worked my way through the store but didn’t see my wife anywhere.  In fact the only other person in the store was the small, greasy looking guy behind the counter.


    He didn’t pay much attention to me as I walked through the store pretending to be browsing but really trying to find my wife.  I headed toward the back of the store, around the corner into a short hallway.  Not having any luck finding my wife I decided to enjoy myself in one of the private viewing rooms.  Quickly I found an empty room and let myself in.


    This was one of those places that had a video screen and a window for viewing dancers.  The little light by the window was on, which meant there was a dancer in there.  I popped some dollars into the slot and sat down waiting for the window to go up.  Just as the window slid up I popped my dick out of my pants and started stroking.


    That was when the surprise hit me, my wife was on the other side of the glass wearing sexy lingerie and heels.  Her bra and panties were laying on the floor next to her, stockings and garter the only clothes she had on now.  I was shocked, but not necessarily in a bad way.  Sure I was a bit upset that my wife was doing this, but more so that she hadn’t told me.


    I knew the way these places worked, the glass was one way.  My wife wouldn’t be able to see me sitting behind the glass, she’d just know that someone was in the booth and had paid money to watch her.  The screens for other booths were up, so there were other men watching my wife at the same time I was.


    Gleefully I started stroking myself, watching my wife finger herself for the enjoyment of strangers and listening to her moan.  Just as I was getting close to cumming, the screen for another booth went up and a large amount of money slipped through the window.  It was hard to see from where I was, but it was easily a couple hundred dollars.


    ‘That’s a lot of money for this show’, I thought confused.  A moment later the door at the back of the stage opened, the one the dancers used, and two large, black men came onto the stage.  Both were naked, well built, and well hung.


    As they knelt down next to my wife, the screen on my booth came down blocking my view.  Quickly I shoved some money back in the slot, but the screen didn’t go up.  The little read-out was telling me there was a special show going on and I needed to put more money in the slot.  Not knowing what was happening on the other side of the screen was killing me, and I didn’t have much money with me.


    Shoving all the money I had into the slot caused the screen to slide back up.  The sounds reached me first, moaning, sucking, and fucking.  Then I saw it.  On the stage my wife was on her back with one huge black dick in her mouth and the other slamming her pussy.  She was sucking and jerking the cock between her lips for all it was worth, moaning hungrily while her tongue occasionally flicked out and became visible.  The other black performer pounded his hard shaft into my wife’s pink gash with such force her legs swayed while her feet and ankles whipped through the air.


    Furious and surprised at the same time I stood up, my pants dropping to my ankles, and I yelled at the glass, “Stop that!"  There was no response from my wife or the two men fucking her.  My wife started bucking her hips up to meet the huge dark dick penetrating her.  Pain welled up inside me and I screamed again, "Fucking stop!”


    They probably couldn’t hear me, so I smacked my fists against the glass.  My wife looked sideways toward my window.  She winked at the glass, but surely she couldn’t see me I thought.  In horror I watched as she took the cock out of her mouth and said, “Why don’t you put this up my ass”, she jerked the huge cock in her hand.


    The two black men picked my wife up, man-handling her with ease.  One of them laid down, pulling my wife’s ass down around his hard cock, his dark shaft penetrating her asshole.  The other man knelt down between her legs and shoved his long cock into her pussy.


    I stood up and smacked my fists against the glass, “I will kill you!  Stop!”


    They started humping faster, both dicks slamming into my wife’s holes, bodies smacking together as all three of them moaned in pleasure.  The door behind me opened and the guy from behind the desk came into my booth.  He grabbed me, wrapping my arms behind my back, and roughly pulled me out of the booth.  As he shut the door, the panel slid down over the glass, and I got one last glimpse of my wife impaled on the cocks of the two men.  “Yes!  Yes!  Double fuck me hard”, I heard her say before being thrown out.