The sight was one Lynn had never expected and small tears brimmed in her eyes as she realized that Marian must have betrayed her, telling Ed about what his wife had done. For a moment, the naked shivering blonde tried to regain control of herself, to make some kind of sense out of the frightening things that were happening to her marriage, but the terrible soul-rending sight of her own beloved husband's penis disappearing into George's wife's hungrily milking mouth as some strange dark-haired woman licked and sucked at him was just too much for any woman to bear – especially when that woman had just let go of all her self-respect so that her husband would never think that such infidelity had ever shadowed their marriage.
The sight sickened her and yet it gradually filled the angered blonde with a blazing fire of resentment. Lynn listened to the sounds coming from that side of the living room, wet sucking noises punctuated occasionally by small moans of total abandonment to pleasure, and she wondered if Ed had ever taken the time to wonder why his wife had committed such a terrible crime against their marriage, or where she was right now! Obviously, he hadn't bothered to think at all, but had grabbed up the handiest opportunity for revenge. Well, she could have her revenge too, for the impersonal and unfair way he had been treating her lately and tonight she would teach him a lesson he would never forget!
"All right, George, you made your point," she suddenly said, grabbing McHenry's hand to pull him back into the hall. "Let me have one more drink and I think I'll be ready to take care of all those executives you lined up for me. A gang bang, I believe they call it!" She smiled up at the man beside her, hoping that her grim determination for vengeance against her husband didn't show in her sweet expression.
"Ah, is my special drink getting you into the fucking mood again, my dear?" he grinned back down at her, no longer bothering to disguise the lewd suggestiveness in his expression as his eyes raked over her voluptuous young body.
"I guess so," she said slowly, realizing with surprise that the tight, tingling feeling she had experienced earlier had once again returned to the sensitive area between her thighs. She had never imagined what it would be like watching people making love, especially if one of them was her own husband, and found that it affected her in a way she had never dreamed. Instead of the absolute revulsion she anticipated, there was a strange light-fingered quivering deep in her belly like she had felt last week when she had been in that bedroom with George McHenry. But this time it wasn't a fearful excitement… it was one she welcomed. Feeling more wicked than she ever had before, the lush-bodied young wife reached over and boldly stroked McHenry's penis beneath his trousers. Smiling impishly up at him, she added, "If you ever take off your clothes, why don't you come in for a while too, George?"
"Wow, we'd better get you back into the bedroom right away," George said quickly, his eyes lighting in surprise at the speed of her decision. Lynn felt her knees trembling, from fear or excitement – she wasn't sure which – as McHenry led her back to the room where she had accepted the gray-haired stranger between her legs earlier that evening.
A few minutes later, Lynn was once again in the rumpled bed, thirstily drinking down the pale green drink McHenry held to her lips. A moment ago, the young wife had felt a flash of fear and McHenry, sensing her uncertainty, had hurried out for another dose of the potent aphrodisiac. Now he leered confidently over her curvaceous naked body, watching her gulp down the last drop of the exotic liquor as though it were bottled courage. He didn't understand exactly what had made the luscious young woman come to such a rapid decision, but he did know that she was going to be one wild piece-of-ass once this last drink took its effect.
"Hey, I've been a good boy all evening, just waiting for this hot little blonde pussy you told me about," a high masculine voice suddenly called into the room from the doorway. "When do I get some of this famous stuff?"
Lynn's head jerked around and she stared in dismay at the pudgy red-faced man who had just entered the room. She saw his eyes flicker in appreciation over the delicious feast of her body spread out on the bed before him, and for a long terrible moment, the girl realized that she had made a dreadful mistake. She was just about to leap from the bed and escape from the bedroom, when McHenry's fingertips brushing casually over the tips of her breasts sent an indescribable electrifying shock coursing through her body, lighting tiny fires on her nerve ends until she involuntarily relaxed on the mattress, helpless against the tiny pin-pricks of sensation that tingled over her naked flesh.
"I think she's ready right now, Neal," she vaguely heard McHenry chuckle, then suddenly she was alone with the chubby naked man.
The drink! She had drunk too much, she knew now, but there was nothing she could do as the man leaned jubilantly over the side of the bed and began running his hands over her smooth white curves. Her entire body seemed to be throbbing with maddening surges of fiery desire and her buttocks ground desperately down into the sheets to quench a searing hot flame that suddenly began to lick hungrily over her trembling loins.
"Aaaaaaah," she breathed tremulously as his fingertips traveled lightly up the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, digging down between them to tease at the rising bud of her pulsating clitoris. The sweet burning itch of lust rippled out from the tiny nub, snaking over her now-quivering belly and out into the nipples of her throbbing tits, overcoming the humiliation and fear of two strange hands roaming over her nakedness.
The fat man's tongue licked warily over his tiny mouth as small beads of sweat began to form on his upper lip. Most of the women at these parties had always shunned him because of his soft flabby body, but this one was acting like she hadn't had a man in years. She was a beautiful young blonde and he couldn't understand why she was going wild under the stroking of his pudgy fingers, but he didn't care. If he stopped to talk to her, she might change her mind…
Clambering up onto the mattress, he pushed her unresisting thighs wide apart with the palms of his hands and lunged eagerly between their lush white fullness. Lynn was horrified at the joy she felt as the bed squeaked under his weight, but she no longer controlled the workings of her body or mind. The young blonde's cunt was a great burning emptiness and it had to be filled. Her wide blue eyes fixed hungrily on the short thick cock that dangled down from below the stranger's overhanging belly and, without thought, she reached down between their bodies to guide the thick blood-filled head to the lips of her greedily pulsating cunt. Her slim legs kicked out uncontrollably and her heels curled around his broad hips as she jerked her torso upward, wildly pulling him down on her writhing body. The fat bulbous head lodged for a moment in the moist warm lips of her pussy, bringing a deep groan of pain and frustration tumbling from her lips as his bulk smashed her down into the mattress. But he quickly levered up on his arms, adjusted the angle of his body and crashed his loins down on her again, ramming the fleshy rod as deep as it would go into her greedy clasping pussy. His hairy balls slapped heavily against her upthrust buttocks, and his fat, sweaty stomach thudded against the yielding softness of her quivering belly.