Epilogue
Jane awoke at about three in the morning. She found the room a shambles and the men sprawled out in drunken stupors on the bar, at the tables, and on the floor. The eerie, demonic sound of their booze-induced snoring filled the room and only three or four candles remained to cast outre, distorted shadows on the walls. The heavy, pungent, nostril-searing odor of booze was everywhere; apparently the men had continued their drunk revelry long after they had finished with her.
Jane quietly crept about the room and put her clothes on as best she could. She crawled over to where Jack was and found Debbie, asleep, stretched out beside him. Jack's cum had dried to sticky goo on the insides of the voluptuous redhead's naked thighs and her red pubic hairs had a white, shiny coat of cum on them. Jane lightly slapped Jack on the face, and he opened his reddened, booze-worried eyes. He was still in a daze, but was not as wild as he had been before he had shot the liquid heat of his sperm into Debbie's pussy.
"Shhhhh!" Jane said as she placed her hand over Jack's mouth. "Listen, Jack, I want you to do exactly as I say. Your clothes are beside you. Put them on and come with me."
As Jack staggeringly got dressed, Jane kept a nervous watch over the slumbering figures in the room, for fear one of them would awake and the whole sin-filled night would begin anew. Jane spied the unconscious form of Benson who was sprawled across a table, still clasping a drink in his hand.
As Jack stumbled to his feet, Jane put his arm around her shoulder, and, when his hand came close to her nose, she could smell the rich, feminine scent of Debbie's buttocks on them! She led her staggering husband through the doors which Benson, in his drunkenness, had neglected to close.
Finally, Jane was on her way home, with Jack passed out in the back of the car. It would take her many agonizing nights to analyze what had happened tonight. The thing that bothered her the most was the fact that it was completely up to her to decide whether or not to tell Jack the truth about what had happened tonight, for as far as he knew, he had been with her, and had no idea of what had occurred.
Would Jane let her dark secrets out some day, or would she live forever, in eternal torment with the memories of her unleashed passions?