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We looked at each other across the breakfast table and sipped our coffee. Neither of us wanted to be the first to speak, but both of us had a lot to say and I guess neither of us knew where to begin. Monica had somehow unwittingly become the center piece in a gangbang the previous evening and even though it should have been obvious to her from the way I had fucked her when everyone else had done with her that our marriage was not in danger, she still had cried and begged for forgiveness all the way home. She was still a little red-eyed, but I think that the fact that I couldn't keep my hands off of her when we got home (I fucked her more the previous evening that I had in the previous month - five times) helped convince her that things were going to be fine between us. Finally I broke the silence:
"You never looked sexier than you did last night."
Monica actually blushed when I said that and then she said, "Do you really think so?"
"Absolutely" I replied.
"When?" she asked, "Before, during or after?"
I smiled and said, "You looked great when we left for dinner, but not as sexy as you looked with your legs kicking in the air as those guys fucked you silly. It was awesome. I never would have believed that seeing you that way would make me so hard or make me want to fuck you so badly."
She blushed again and looked down at the table and said in a low voice, "I never would have believed that I would like it so much. I didn't want it to end and I was almost sorry when it did."
Whoa I thought, this conversation was not going the way I had expected. I wanted to let her know that I loved her and that what had happened the previous night wasn't going to change that, but she was saying that she had loved being gang fucked. Was she trying to tell me that she wanted to do it again? And just how did I feel about that? Granted that I had gotten extremely turned on watching her take cock after cock, but that was after having walked in on something already happening - an isolated occurrence. Would I like it as much if it happened again? The rest of the conversation was about how much we loved each other and how neither of us wanted anyone else and then we went back to bed and made love - several times - and neither one of us mentioned it again. At least not then; it was six weeks later before I found out the rest of what that night had caused.
Toby wanted the same system I'd installed in his club put in his other establishments and then to have them connected into a network. The day after Monica's wild night Toby called and told me that he wanted his Kansas City club to be the next one to have the system and so three days later I was on an airplane. I would be gone four days and while four days in Kansas City did not thrill me the money was going to be good. What I would make off of just Toby this year would put me sixty percent ahead of where I was at the same time the previous year.
I was so busy planning Toby's network and considering what it meant to me financially that I did not dwell on much else. I still had not landed in Kansas City when back home the phone rang and when Monica answered it was Toby. He told her that if she had any problems while I was gone that she could call on him and then he asked her if she would care to join him for dinner that night. She had hesitated a moment and then had said no, that she didn't think she should, but Toby kept talking to her and eventually she said yes.
Dinner was great and Toby was a good conversationalist and Monica was enjoying herself. Toby kept her margarita glass full and Monica did not notice that they seemed to get stronger as the night went on. At closing time Toby told her that he would drive her home, that she shouldn't drive with as much as she'd had to drink. He took her up to his office to wait for him to clear up some paper work and when he was done he got up and came around from behind the desk and walked to Monica with his cock exposed and sticking out in front of him. Monica sat mesmerized as he approached her. He stopped in front of her and said:
"Go ahead, touch it."
Monica shook her head no.
"Why not? You know you want it. That's why you came tonight, isn't it?"
Again Monica shook her head no.
"Come on honey, I fucked you the other night so you knew that I'd want to again. Why else would I call so soon? Why else would you accept?" He put his hands on the sides of her head and held her as he leaned forward, "Come on baby, take care of Toby," and he pushed his cock against her lips and Monica kept her mouth closed as Toby pushed against them. "Come on baby, open up and let Toby in. Be nice to Toby and he'll get you a few more cocks to play with. You'd like that, wouldn't you? That's really why you came, isn't it? You want to be gangbanged again don't you? To feel all those cocks again, that's what you really want, isn't that right?"
Monica emitted a low moan and opened her mouth.
Monica woke up the next morning to find Toby in our bed beside her. She didn't remember him bringing her home, but she remembered most of what happened the night before. She had sucked Toby's cock and he had come in her mouth and she had kept on sucking him until he was hard again and then he had fucked her. After cumming in her pussy he had folded out his couch into a sofa bed and she had undressed and lain down while he made a few phone calls. She was sucking his cock again when Dominic, the bar manager, came in and undressed and then fucked her. When Dominic was done Toby fucked her again while she sucked on Dominic's' dick. Toby finished and Dominic slid into her again while Toby left the room only to return a few minutes later with both bartenders, and then there were two waiters, three busboys and finally the Mexican dishwasher. She shook the sleep out of her eyes and saw Toby smiling at her, "You were magnificent last night sweetie," and Monica had said, "Do you really think so?" And then she noticed Toby's erect cock and she leaned over and took it in her mouth.
That night she was Toby's guest for dinner again and after an evening of drinking and dancing she again found herself on Toby's couch being serviced by cock after cock. She remembered eleven, but she knew there were more, or maybe some of them had taken her twice or maybe even three times. Toby didn't even bother to take her home that night and she woke up in the morning on his sofa bed sandwiched between one of the bartenders and one of the waiters. She had rolled over and taken the waiter's cock in her mouth and when he was hard she had mounted him and was riding his cock when Toby came into the room and he had smiled at her and had gone to the phone. By the time the waiter had drained himself into her and the bartender had taken his place Toby was naked and waiting his turn. Toby had used the phone to call some of his friends and by the time Monica had gotten Toby off there were three more men waiting. Monica never got dressed that day; she spent the entire day, the evening, and most of the night on Toby's sofa bed taking on cock after cock after cock. The next morning Toby had driven her home so she could rest up and be ready for my return.
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