Chapter 8
Angie waited for the shit to hit the fan. She'd really screwed up, she thought. Now Brad and Nicole would know about each other, and she'd be out of a job. She wished she could make up some excuse for what she'd done, but Brad had caught them in the act.
"Oh, hi, honey," Nicole said, perfectly calm.
Angie stared at her. How could she keep her cool in a situation like this? Nicole was smiling at Brad, and to Angie's astonishment, he smiled back at her. They didn't seem shocked or angry with each other.
"That was naughty of you, Nicole," Brad grinned. "You didn't invite me to this party. You waited till you knew I was going to be out."
Nicole just laughed. "I thought you were going to be out a lot longer than this," she said.
"Obviously," Brad said. "But the meeting was over early, and I decided to come home. Things are a lot more interesting around here than they are at work."
"You rat," Nicole grinned. "You were hoping you'd catch Angie alone."
"You're right," Brad said. "But you beat me to her. Score one for you, honey."
Angie couldn't believe this conversation. Brad had just caught his wife making love to another woman, and he'd as much as admitted that he wanted Angie, too. Yet nobody was upset or angry. The Mannings were treating the whole thing like a joke.
"Excuse me," Angie said weakly. "Am I fired?"
They stared at her, then burst into laughter. "Why would we fire you, Angie?" Brad exclaimed. "Obviously we both want you very much."
Angie blushed furiously. She just didn't know how to handle this situation. She was in way over her head, playing with sexual sophisticates. She decided just to keep quiet and let the Mannings work it out. At least they seemed to know what they were talking about.
"Angie," Nicole smiled, "you don't understand our scene. I told you it would take some getting used to. But don't worry. We don't want to fire you. There's no problem here at all."
"Right," Brad said, "not as long as I get my share of the fun.
He started taking off his clothes. A few minutes earlier Angie had felt like she'd lost the last of her inhibitions, but she realized that wasn't true. She gawked and blushed as Brad stripped naked and came to join them on the bed. She just didn't understand what was going on.
"My turn," Brad leered at her. He grabbed her and started kissing and caressing her. As their naked bodies pressed together, Angie felt a helpless rush of lust. But she couldn't relax and go with it. The man was coming on to her right in front of his wife. Angie glanced anxiously at Nicole.
Nicole hadn't stalked angrily out of the room like a normal wife would. She'd just scooted over a little to make room for Brad, and she was watching very intently, her eyes bright with excitement. She didn't look the least bit jealous, only aroused.
"Nicole," Angie stammered, "I-uh-don't understand what's going on here."
"You sure are innocent, honey," Nicole chuckled. "Brad and I are going to share you. We don't want to fight over you. Everything's cool."
The hell it is, Angie thought.
It might be cool for them, but not for her Brad's hungry kisses and caresses were arousing her wildly, yet she couldn't handle this outrageous scene. Apparently she was supposed to get it on with the wife, then the husband, and everything would be okay with everybody.
It just blew her away. Her body was responding to Brad's deep steamy tongue-kisses and knowing hands, but her mind was in turmoil. Then Brad slid a hand between her thighs and started working a stiff finger over her starved pussy, and she couldn't suppress a whimper of pleasure. She blushed as she spurted hot pussy cream all over his fingers.
"Yeah, good, honey," Brad rasped. "Relax, go with it."
"But-but, I feel so strange about this!" Angie sighed.
"We don't," Nicole grinned. "This is the most fun we've had in a long time. Don't spoil it for us, Angie."
Angie got the message, even though she found it hard to believe. They actually wanted to share her and to watch each other doing it. She'd never met anybody like the Mannings before, but she'd do her best to play along with their kinky games.
Soon she found that that wasn't hard to do. Brad was expertly massaging her hot slit, and she felt lust overpowering her. She'd gotten off really good with Nicole, but it seemed like one orgasm wasn't enough for her. She wanted more. She wanted lots.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm!" she gurgled.
"Yes, baby, let Brad turn you on," Nicole said, her voice hoarse with excitement.
Brad ran one hand between Angie's legs, deliciously arousing her cunt, and with the other he squeezed and molded her tender tits. Her tits swelled and her nipples went rigid with desire. She was creaming steadily now, drenching his hand with sizzling cream. Soon her hips were jerking in a helpless fucking motion, telling Brad and Nicole just how horny she was.
"I think she's ready, Brad," Nicole panted.
"Don't be a back seat driver, honey," Brad replied.
"Sorry," Nicole laughed. "I'm just getting so turned on, that's all."
Turned on? Angie could hardly believe her ears. She tried to imagine herself watching as her handsome husband made love to another woman. It was impossible. But to each his own. If this aroused Nicole, fine. It sure as hell was arousing Angie.
Now Brad was sliding down her sleek body and nosing between her hot thighs. She felt his breath tickling her cunt, and she forgot about modesty. She opened her legs wide, bending her knees, and let him go at her exposed pussy. His tongue flashed out, and she felt a violent stab of pleasure.
"Oooooh, yesssss, lick meeeeee!" she howled.
She lay there shaking with bliss as Brad expertly lashed his big hot tongue up and down her boiling cunt. Nothing could feel better than this, she thought. She clawed the bed and creamed furiously, and Brad licked up her tangy juice and gobbled it. The man was as hungry for pussy juice as his wife was. They both gave super head.
Dizzily Angie wondered who was the more exciting lover, husband or wife. She couldn't make up her mind. Both Brad and Nicole could drive her wild with their tongues and lips. She craved both of them and couldn't give up either one of them. So maybe their bizarre solution was the best one for everybody.
"Mmmmmmnim, unnnnhhh, Brad, I can't take much more!" she whimpered. "You're getting me so hot!"
"I told you, honey, she's ready," Nicole panted.
"You two quit ganging up on me," Brad chuckled. "I'll be the judge of when she's ready."
Angie could have told him that she'd never been more horny in her life, but she was content to let him call the shots.
Whatever he did to her felt terrific, and she wasn't choosy. She just lay there moaning with ecstasy as he whipped his big hot tongue over her starved pussy.
Her creaming was thick and uncontrollable, and she was jerking her hips in that helpless fucking motion again. She craved to feel his tongue shooting deep into her cunt, cramming her, but she didn't get it. Brad was just teasing her, working her lust to the boiling point. He seemed set on driving her out of her mind with need.
"Ohhhhh, dammit, Brad, I have to come!" she sobbed.
"See what you did?" Nicole grinned. "You made Angie swear."
But Brad wasn't paying attention to their words. He was gobbling hot musky cunt juice as fast as he could get it, gorging himself on it. The guy was an incredible pussy-freak. Not that Angie was complaining. She loved getting head from Brad-and from his wife.
But more and more she was craving something else. She wanted to take Brad's big hard cock again. It had been such a thrill to be fucked by him, by a man who wanted his woman hot and loud and lusty. She'd never had that experience with Carl, and she ached to repeat it.
Finally, in his own good time, Brad decided she was ready. His face was drenched with her gushing cunt juice, and she was writhing with need. He rose to his knees and draped her legs up over his shoulders. He pushed the engorged head of his cock against her squirting cuntal opening.
"Oh, yes, Brad, stick it in me!" Angie squealed. "Fuck me, I need it so bad!"
"Yes, do it to her, honey!" Nicole hissed.
Nicole was on her knees now, practically bending over the couple, her eyes hot with horny excitement. She panted as she watched Brad slowly but steadily working his thick blue-veined prick into Angie's slick cunt. She seemed just as aroused as Angie was.
"Unnnnhhhh, God, yesssss!" Angie moaned.
Brad wasn't going into her fast enough. She wanted his whole hard cock in her cunt, throbbing against every inch of it. But the slow penetration had a wild thrill of its own. She was practically coming by the time he finally touched bottom.
Nicole seemed to be practically coming, too. She was panting as she watched her husband's thick cock disappear into the maid's fur-fringed pussy hole. Now Angie realized why Brad had chosen that position to fuck her in. It would give Nicole a good view of everything.
He was fucking the maid but trying to turn on his wife. The whole scene continued to be incredibly kinky. Angie would have felt embarrassed if she hadn't been so horny for his cock. She really couldn't worry about having an audience. She just ached to be fucked.
"Come on, Brad, move it!" she groaned.
Brad leered down at her, then started fucking her with maddening slowness. Angie craved some hard fucking, but she knew she'd have to be patient. Brad was still showing off for his wife. He wanted to give Nicole maximum thrills, and to do that, he couldn't rush things.
He slid his rock-hard prick slowly and deeply into Angie's cunt, forcing out her thick hot cream. He pushed till he hit her womb and made her sob with pleasure. Then he slowly drew back for another stroke. Nicole leaned right over them to watch.
Brad leered at her and said, "What do you think, honey? Is our plan working?"
"Mmmmmm, God, is it ever," Nicole said hoarsely. "This is even more exciting than I dreamed."
Plan? What plan were they talking about? Angie wanted to know, but she figured she'd have to wait. Nobody wanted a long discussion right now. Angie was far more interested in getting off. She jerked her hips impatiently, trying to spur Brad into faster action.
"Oooooooh, do it to me!" she moaned. "Fuck me good and hard, Brad!"
Brad just grinned. Nobody was telling him what to do. He speeded up a little, but not enough to give Angie the rough pounding she craved. Still it felt damned good. She whimpered and creamed and clawed the bed as she enjoyed the deep shoves of his throbbing boner.
"Isn't Brad a terrific fuck, honey?" Nicole asked her hoarsely.
"Yes!" Angie whimpered. "But I wish he'd do it harder!"
Brad and Nicole laughed.
"Have you noticed that Angie isn't so bashful now?" Brad said.
"Yeah, and I love it,' Nicole chuckled.
Angie wished they'd quit talking and just let her get on with it. She jerked her hips faster now, frantic for some hard action. Brad very slowly increased his speed, still providing kinky entertainment for his panting wife. Nicole was rubbing her thighs together, her pussy hot with desire.
"Unnnnnhhhh, please, harder!" Angie sobbed.
Brad cupped her hot little ass, holding it off the bed, and plunged his steel-stiff cock to her womb. He was fucking her almost as fast as she wanted it now, and she was going out of her mind with excitement. Her pearly cunt juice squirted out around his prick.
"Yes, yes, you big bastard!" she whined. "Do it hard, fuck the living shit out of me!"
Angie was astonished to hear those wild dirty words from her own mouth. She was insanely aroused, though, and she didn't care what she said. Brad was hammering his stiff cock steadily into her fever-hot pussy, driving her crazy with pleasure, and she had no time to be modest. She ached to come around his deeply pistoning cock.
"Unnnnnnhhh, fuck it to meeeee!" she howled.
"Oooooooh, shit, oooooh!" Nicole squealed.
Angie stared at her. Nicole sounded like she was being fucked, too, and in a way she was. Unable to stand her hot arousal any longer, the lovely brunette had started masturbating. She was working her middle finger in her cunt, plowing it stiffly and swiftly in the slick tunnel.
Brad watched her, too, and his eyes gleamed with insane arousal. He was fucking another woman and making his wife so horny that she had to beat off. He snorted with lust and fucked Angie even harder. Nicole watched his jackhammering cock and matched the pace with her jerking finger.
"Do it to her, fuck her good!" she rasped.
"Oh, shit, girls!" Brad groaned. "I'm afraid I can't hold out much longer!"
Luckily for Angie, she didn't need much more time. She was moaning to the hard deep thrusts of Brad's cock, and she was lustily watching Nicole finger-fuck herself. The excitement was making her dizzy with need. She tightened her hungry twat around Brad's big prick, knowing the hot friction would take her over the edge.
"Ohhhhhhh, fuck, yessssss, I'm com-innnggggg!" the young widow screamed.
Nicole plunged her stiff finger as deep as she could into her dripping cunt and wailed, "Ahhhhhh, shit, whaahhhhhh!"
"Awwwwwww, Christ, aaaggghhhh!" Brad roared.
They were all coming at the same time. Nicole lost her balance and tumbled onto Angie, and they writhed together as Brad emptied his steaming load into Angie's hotly sucking pussy. It was a long delicious minute before the trio rolled apart and caught their breath.
"You two are nuts!" Angie laughed.
"Yeah, but we're fun," Nicole giggled.
"Yeah, you're fun," Angie said. "But I want the whole story now. Tell me about this plan of yours."