5 comments/ 37488 views/ 36 favorites Working On Cum-Mission By: L0tsaluck I sat in the great room area of a large luxurious model home in a suburb north of Dallas. It was the third weekend in June in 2005. It was Friday evening about 9 PM. I was enjoying a beer and some finger food watching a baseball game on the large screen television - something of a treat in 2005. My wife sells real estate during the summer when she's not busy as a school librarian and cheerleading coach. Yes, for those of you wondering, she can look like the stereotypical schoolteacher with glasses, conservative dress, and her hair up, and put her in a pair of short shorts and tank top with her hair down and no one would have trouble imagining her as a high school cheerleader 15 years earlier. In any case, the subdivision developer had a sales strategy that included having Friday night happy hour/open houses in the model home a couple times a month. This attracted other realtors representing various buyers and occasional potential customers. My wife, Sandy, and four other realtors work for the firm contracted by the developer to handle sales. The subdivision had 350 homes and 200 townhouse condominiums about one third of which were sold. There was a big sales push plan for that summer and a strong real estate market, hence, Sandy was able to get picked up as a summer sales associate. I work in IT in the banking industry and had been sent to Dallas for a 12 week assignment at the regional headquarters to learn some new software packages and rotate through the management training program my employer used for leadership development. Sandy and I live in Cincinnati so this summer assignment in Dallas was something of an adventure for both of us. We were delighted she was able to find the summer opportunity so we could both spend the summer together and she could pick up some extra money. Sandy typically earns as much doing part-time real estate as she does teaching and coaching nine months a year but she just loves the students. We had been in Dallas a couple weeks and it had been the first time I had been by the subdivision to see the model homes and met Sandy's colleagues. Sandy worked with Richard and his wife Tina, a husband-and-wife realtor team, Joyce, and Becky. They all looked to be in their late 20s. After a few days at work Sandy had explained to me that they must call Dallas the big "D" because all of the women in real estate seemed to be blonds with D cup bosoms. And Tina, Joyce, and Becky certainly fit that mold. Richard had evidently washed out as a minor-league ballplayer and was parlaying his good looks and outgoing manner to team up with his busty blonde wife Tina. As I watched the game my wife was visiting with a guest realtor and, ever the professional salesperson, was peppering him with facts about soft close cabinets, cove moldings, granite countertops, and stainless steel appliances. Most of the other dozen folks in the room seemed to be more interested in finishing off the remaining wine and beer and bragging about their recent sales accomplishments or new car leases. As Sandy finished her sales pitch and handed the other realtor her card, I suggested it was time to head out as most folks had already left. As Sandy gather a few items I noticed that Tina was across the room surrounded by her husband and three other men while she dispensed with her wine glass and began drinking wine straight out of the bottle. It was pretty obvious that she was well on her way to drunk and relishing the attention of her husband and the other admirers. As I mentioned to Sandy that Tina appeared to be something of a party girl, Tina took another large swig from the bottle with wine leaking out of her mouth and running down her neck into her cleavage. She giggled, set the bottle down, and grabbed her husband's head pulling it to her cleavage as she instructed him to lick up the spill. The other men seemed to enjoy the display as Richard buried his face in Tina's cleavage. As we made our way to the car Sandy mentioned it's hard to compete for buyers attention when Tina seems to be willing to do just about anything to get the attention of buyers' realtors. The other gals weren't as bad but short skirts and plunging necklines seemed to be standard uniforms for female Dallas realtors. Sandy had always prided herself on excellent knowledge of the product and professional care. As a newcomer, she'd done quite well already with several sales but was amazed at the pace of sales her colleagues were accumulating. The commission structure assured her of a nice summer paycheck but there was a bonus structure that included an additional $1000 commission per sale for the realtor that closed the most sales during the summer selling push. Sandy had always been quite competitive and a top performer. I think she'd been hoping that her additional years of experience and professionalism would make her competitive but she was realizing that the Dallas market was different. A couple weeks later when I stopped by on Saturday afternoon to pick Sandy up to go to dinner, she asked me if I would be a dear and stick my head in the attic to figure out what type of insulation was being used so she could answer the question of a potential customer since the information wasn't on her fact sheet. I went to the attic access steps in the garage and climbed to the attic to inspect the insulation. While in the attic I noticed a spider web of video cable wires running throughout the attic. Back in Sandy's office I mentioned to her that there seemed to be an unusual amount of video cable in the attic. She mentioned that the model homes had some type of security system that had been used before the gated community security was installed. She commented that the old control room was in the back of the garage and she rummaged in the desk then tossed me the key to go check it out. Being an IT guy I was a little suspicious that the amount of cabling was inconsistent with the security system. As Sandy worked on her e-mails and finished up some paperwork I explored the 5' x 10' security room set up. As I powered up the system, it was immediately obvious that this was far more than a routine building security system. As three large monitors blinked to life, each showed eight individual video camera shots of various exterior and interior images of the largest model home and one of the condominiums. Thirty minutes later Sandy found me busy playing with the controls for the camera system. I had enabled the audio system and figured out how to scroll through the full range of 40 different cameras connected to the system. By looking at the stored files it was clear that the system had originally been used to anonymously record customer reactions to various design and decorating features of the models. It seems the system had been turned off months ago once the full pallet of colors, materials, lighting fixtures, etc. had been finalized. It was very high end with high resolution color cameras and sensitive audio microphones. As I sat there playing with the system I noticed Tina and Richard talking in the great room of the model home. I turned up the volume as Sandy looked over my shoulder. I enlarged the specific camera's image to fill one monitor's full-screen. Richard was reporting on a couple of prospective sales and mentioned that there would be a closing on Monday with one of the customers that a realtor named Sean had represented and that Sean would be coming by Tuesday evening at 8:00pm to collect his incentive commission. Tina kind of giggled and said Tuesday should be fine. Sandy was listening intently and clearly puzzled by the comments. She openly questioned what Richard was talking about. As we headed to dinner Sandy seemed preoccupied with the overheard discussion. Finally, she asked if it would be possible for me to remotely monitor the cameras next Tuesday night so she could figure out what was going on. The model home with cameras was next door to the one that housed the sales office and security camera room. I told her that quite possibly I could but I would need to extract some files from the host machine and gather some specific information about the software as well as making sure it was connected to the Internet serving their offices. I told her that it would probably take me an hour when no one was around to make the arrangements if possible. Sandy suggested we swing by the office Sunday evening after the sales office closed so I could make the arrangements. By nine o'clock Sunday evening Sandy and I were sitting in our living room with my laptop on the coffee table remotely accessing the video system. The plan was to login Tuesday evening before eight to see what was going on. Monday evening Sandy reported at dinner time that the results of the first four weeks of the summer sales push were released that day and that Tina was leading the office with 10 sales, Joyce had 8, and she had a seven. I was delighted with her success given she was the new kid on the block but Sandy was frustrated partly because evidently Richard was channeling most his sales to Tina to help her win the contest. Sandy's always been very competitive and was putting in more hours than the other associates in hopes of winning the bonus. Tuesday night we logged into the computer camera system via remote desktop. It was an impressive camera system. We could see Tina arriving with the exterior cameras and noticed a man arriving about 10 minutes later. A man we presume was Sean. I switched the monitor to pick up the camera in the great room presuming they would be meeting there only to see them walk through the room heading toward the master bedroom. I switched on that camera and turned on the audio pickup. The system had two separate cameras in the master bedroom one providing a wide-angle view of the whole room and the second pointing toward the master bath. Once in the room Tina handed Sean a drink that had been poured and waiting on the dressing table. Travis was wearing casual slacks and a linen shirt. Tina had on a white skirt and white button up blouse. After their initial greetings Tina spoke first telling Sean that she and Richard appreciated his continued support with finding buyers for them. Sean responded saying that he was working harder to steer buyers their way now that they had their incentive program in place. As they spoke Sandy commented "Incentive program? What incentive program are they talking about?" Tina and Sean had a toast to more sales then Sean placed his glass back on the table and took the glass from Tina, also placing it on the table. He moved toward Tina and leaned forward to kiss her while placing his hands on her waist. Sandy was aghast and leaned forward on the couch to see the laptop sitting on our coffee table in greater detail. Tina and Sean stood kissing for several more minutes, each holding the other. Tina's back was toward the camera so we could clearly see Sean' hands move toward the zipper on Tina's skirt. As Travis slid down the zipper Sandy sputtered," Tina and Sean must be having an affair." Sean slid the skirt down over Tina's shapely hips revealing her blouse tails partly hiding a pair of satin panties hugging a shapely ass. Sean stepped back and began removing his own shirt and told Tina to take off her blouse. Tina complied, unbuttoning and removing her blouse while Sean laid his shirt and slacks on a nearby chair. He had a trim masculine physic with skimpy briefs with an obvious bulge. As Tina turned to place her clothes on a chair her D-cup cleavage bulging in a skimpy satin bra was a tempting sight. Sean quickly stepped up behind her and pulled her body back against his body pressing his bulge into Tina's ass and reaching around her with one hand grasping a bra cup and the other holding her waist. Tina was perfectly centered in the picture frame as Sean fondled those Dallas D sized tits with one hand while rubbing the satin panty front with his other hand. Sandy was completely absorbed in the scene as she sat next to me even closer to the laptop image. As I ran my hand over Sandy's back I commented, "This might be fun." Sean was now kissing the back of Tina's neck as his hands travelled up and down following the curves of her body. Tina seemed compliant and relaxed if not passionate. She seemed to quiver slightly as fingers dipped under the waistband of her panties on one of their passes. Sean seemed to be slowly rhythmically thrusting his groin into Tina's ass as he spent several minutes fondling her. As he continued, his hand slipped deeper down the front of her panties on each pass, each time soliciting a squirming motion from Tina. On their upward pass his fingers were sliding over then under the bra cups to enjoy the flesh of Tina's breasts. Finally Sean stepped back slightly and undid the bra hooks on Tina's back while saying, "Last time I brought you a buyer you got away with just a blow job. Tonight you are going to get fucked good." Sandy gasped as she realized that Tina was trading sexual favors for signed sales contracts. I gasped as Sean slipped the bra straps down and Tina's substantial breasts came into full view for a few moments before Sean's hands replaced the bra cups in covering the breasts. Shortly later Sean turned Tina to face him and began kissing her. Her backside with Brazilian cut panties covering about half of her ass, was on display. The kissing and fondling continued for several more minutes until Sean declared, "It's time to get you on that bed." He moved Tina the few steps to the bed then sat her down and proceeded to slip down his own jockey shorts freeing his full erection. Sandy giggled slightly noting that this was more entertaining than any porn we had ever watched. Richards slightly curved cock was at full mast, appearing to be about 6 inches long and pointing about 45 degrees above horizontal expressing its arousal. The scene on the screen had far more plot than a porn film and secretly watching someone you know being fondled and getting ready to be fucked was unbelievably exciting. So exciting I couldn't resist slipping my hand down the back of Sandy's slacks. I wiggled my fingers until I had a handful of Sandy's ass and I whispered in her ear how much I was enjoying the show. In a few more moments Sean had Tina laid out on the bed and was peeling the little panties down her legs. The brown trimmed landing patch of pubic hair revealed that Tina's blond hair was as fake as her D-cup breasts. I picked up the laptop and walked to our bedroom with Sandy following, her eyes glued to the screen. While Sean climbed between Tina's legs I was stripping Sandy of her clothes determined to not just watch someone else enjoy the pleasure of a realtor's hot pussy. Choosing between watching a blond bimbo get nailed in the missionary position and burying my head in Sandy's cleavage was no contest. As I latched onto a now bare and engorged nipple I told Sandy I would watch the tape later while I enjoyed the live action now. I had placed the laptop on the nightstand and my naked wife on the bed. I worked my way down Sandy's body settling contently with my face buried in the valley between her legs. Sandy was splitting her attention between squirming and pulling my head tighter into her pussy and watching her office mate get fucked on the laptop screen. After an impressive 15 minutes of pounding Tina, Sean grunted on-screen as he came, just as my clit sucking drove Sandy to over the edge. With Sandy, Tina and Sean recovering, I positioned Sandy's ass in the doggy position and sunk my rock hard six inches deep in her wet pussy. With my groin pounding into her shapely ass it didn't take me long to unload several streams of hot cum deep in her pussy. A naked Sean and Tina were slipping on their clothes as Sandy and I collapsed on the bed. I cuddled with my wife with an ass cheek in one hand and a breast in the other as we caught our breath and relaxed in the afterglow of a hot Texas session in the sack. Even in the light of a new day Sandy was troubled by the scene we had witnessed the night before. While the surreptitious voyeurism was exciting, Sandy was obsessed by the fact that Richard was channeling his sales to his wife's account and they were, in effect, pimping Tina out to gain sales. Sandy felt both practices were unethical and unfair and made it virtually impossible for her to compete for the summer top sales associate bonus. Sandy said it was very difficult to face Tina and Richard the next day and she struggled to not lash out at them but realized she couldn't without revealing that we had spied on them. Sandy did place a few anonymous calls to inquire as to if she could report their behavior to the board of realtors. She was depressed further when she was advised that the attribution of sales is only a consideration of the local brokers' practices and that individual realtors can handle things however they like. Even reporting ethical misconduct via sexual favors was discouraged as it was very difficult to prove and not particularly relevant if it was between consenting realtors and did not involve individual buyers. Sandy was told relators are free to negotiate any type of collaborative arrangements that they want. Over the next few weeks Sandy fumed in anger. Her competitive juices were fully engaged. She was working exceptionally long hours to try and capture more sales. It seemed that each week she slipped another sale behind. The fact that her total was impressive and she would inevitably end the summer with a record income was irrelevant to her. She wanted to beat Tina. Three weeks later I came home from an evening meeting and quietly walked into the bedroom. I caught Sandy on the bed with her large dildo sunk in her pussy and her vibrator working her clit. She had pillows bunched up under her head and she was watching the laptop on the nightstand. She was completely naked lying on top of the sheets. Her body was damp with perspiration. She was so preoccupied she hadn't noticed me walked into the room. On the screen was video of Tina on the couch in the model home with a huge man kneeling between her naked legs and fucking her hard while his other hand was groping her Dallas D tits. By the time Sandy noticed me I had removed my shirt was on doing my belt. She was embarrassed being caught with her pants down so to speak. I slipped off my slacks and briefs and climbed on the bed next to her. I took her head in my hands, kissed her quickly, and then pushed my now hard cock in her face. With a dildo still stuffed in her pussy and the vibrator on her clit I pushed my cock to her lips. I pushed more with the soft head of my cock working its way into her mouth. "You naughty girl." I chanted as I sunk several inches of cock into her mouth. As I stroked I turned to see Sandy's hand still working the vibrator while the laptop image showed Tina on all fours on the couch being pummeled in the doggy position. As I watched, Tina's tits swayed and ass cheeks bounced with each male thrust. I joked to Sandy that I might need to buy a condo myself. With my cock deep in her throat her response was unintelligible until she poked me in the ribs. I didn't last long before flooding Sandy's mouth with a load of hot cum. There was only two weeks left of our stay in Dallas. My work was going great and Sandy was assured of a very handsome check and what can only be described as a very interesting experience. She was six sales behind Tina and had begun to accept the fact that she couldn't compete with the bonus program that Tina offered. Wednesday Tina came home with the office with a huge smile on her face. A broker had come to her office representing an investor group that was interested in purchasing 10 units. She was excited about the prospect of inking a deal that might let her pass up with Tina. She spent the next few days negotiating the details and securing a bulk purchase discount price from the developer. She was confident that the buyer would accept this proposal at the Friday meeting. Working On Cum-Mission Friday Sandy came home with a real bounce in her step confident that the meeting went well and the broker would deliver the signed contract Monday. Monday Sandy called me at work practically in tears. She was fuming. The broker had come by and said he was ready to buy but that another broker in the office had offered a better proposal. She pleaded with the broker for 24 hours to improve her offer. She called the developer in a fury only to be told that he had not or would not give different brokers a different or better price. It was only when she got off the phone with the developer that she realized Tina or Richard must have propositioned the broker. She was heartsick and furious. That evening I took Sandy to dinner and tried to cheer her up. She was already going to have her best summer profits ever. She'd honestly won the competition and had nothing to be ashamed of. It didn't seem to work. Sandy was still furious and depressed. Finally as we were leaving the restaurant I turned the Sandy and said, "Then tell him you'll match the offer." Sandy looked at me like I had three eyes. "You've got to be kidding." She said. "Was he handsome?" I asked. "Yes, but there's no way I'm going to break my marriage vows to close a deal." Sandy said. "It's just sex." I responded. "An hour in the sack to get even with Tina might be worth it. And besides, you never quite forgave me for getting drunk and fucking the stripper at my bachelor party six years ago anyway. This would be a good chance to get even." Sandy's head was spinning as she contemplated what I was saying. After saying, "That's ridiculous." half a dozen times she said, "You don't really think I should do that - you're just kidding aren't you?" "No I'm not kidding." I responded. "Give the guy one of your signature blow jobs or let him fuck you in the bedroom in the model home and I will watch you on video from the control room. An hour later you will be $50,000 richer between the commissions on the new sales and the bonus for having the most sales all summer. You hooked up with guys in college - what's the big deal." "But I wasn't married then and I was usually half drunk." Sandy said. "We can arrange the half-drunk part. I'm giving you permission if you want to beat Tina. I'm taking you home to Cincinnati next weekend; you'll never see him again." I said. Over the weekend Sandy couldn't think of anything else. No less than 15 times she asked if I was serious. On Sunday morning I could tell she was considering it seriously when she asked me, "What if he'd rather have Tina than me?" "Tina's nice looking and has big tits - but you have a nice figure and that sweet innocent look that guys can't resist. I can't think of anybody that wouldn't want to get your panties." I responded. "Quit thinking about it and tell him you'll meet Tina's offer. Tell him to bring the signed contract and escrow check by on Monday and plan to meet you in the model home any night next week. Just do it. Give me your computer and I'll write the e-mail for you." I said. Sunday evening Sandy walked into our family room and put her laptop on my lap. "Here, you do it." Sandy said. And I did. Evidently Travis - Sandy informed me that was his name - was online because in less than 10 minutes I got a response. "Looking forward to consummating the deal. I'll send the signed paperwork over on Monday. We'll see you at the model home on Tuesday at 9 PM. Realtor confirmation will be submitted on Wednesday if Tuesday night is satisfactory. You would look good in stockings, heels, black lingerie and a tight miniskirts." Travis responded. Sandy was a bundle of nerves the rest of Sunday and Monday morning when I headed to the office. She called at noon and said the paper work arrived. She could hardly sit still or do any work she was so anxious. Monday evening she couldn't sit still either. I finally told her to go buy some sexy new lingerie - that's the least she should do for a guy that is going to allow here to earn an extra $50k for the summer. I made Sandy model the new lingerie for me - It didn't stay on long. I massaged Sandy for 45 minutes to relax her but withheld sex insuring she would be horny. Fortunately, I was very busy on Tuesday so kept distracted from thinking about my wife being with another man that evening. I met Sandy for a quick dinner. She had very cold feet. I reminded her that we were headed back to Cincinnati on Sunday. She could complete her revenge on Tina and Richard or call it quits and send Travis a note that she would assign the paperwork to Tina. It was her choice. The happy hour drink special helped calm her down. After a margarita she was recommitted to get dressed for her date. Sandy looked fantastic. Her almost black shoulder length hair was shiny and full of soft waves. She was wearing glossy smoke colored thigh-high stocking with lace tops. Her mid-thigh snug black skirt has an offset slit that showed off the stocking tops when she walked. With her 3 inch heels she stood 5 feet 8 inches tall. Her shapely cheerleader body was on full display with her 34 B bust in perfect proportion to her 23 inch waist and 35 inch hips. The glasses were left home in favor of her contacts. A red, silky, body-hugging, button-up blouse completed the outfit. Sandy tried to pirouette for my inspection but the margarita left her clumsy and giggling. I told her she looked delicious and told her to undo another blouse button so a hint of the requested black lingerie was visible. She quickly responded showing no nervousness and undid a button. We headed the 4 miles over to the subdivision and parked in office model home parking area, the building next door to the model. I kissed Sandy very gently and told her I loved her. She looked at me with a questioning look as if to ask for assurance. I smiled and handed her a bottle of wine I had brought for the occasion and told her to relax and enjoy herself. "Think about how Tina will feel when she realizes you passed her up this week. I'll be watching from the control room next door and will take you home when you are done" On entering the model home Sandy turned on some lighting in the great room and the master bedroom. She set the music system on some soft Jazz and opened the wine and poured two glasses. I had powered up the computer and set the camera images from the great room and master bedroom as full screens on the two largest monitors. The third monitor focused on the outside cameras watching for Travis to arrive. I sat nervously waiting. I could only imagine how nervous Sandy must have been. The time passed 9:15 and still no sign of Travis. Sandy had finished one glass of wine and anxiously called me on her cell thinking he had backed out. "Perhaps his wife figured out what was going on?" she giggled. No sooner had she called when I noticed a car pulling up to the model parking. "The car just pulled up, have fun!" I said. A distinguished looking man, Travis I presumed, climbed out of the Mercedes. He looked wealthy and athletic - not surprising as the investment partnership was called Pro Sport investors. As he got closer to the camera I guessed he was 10 to 15 years older than Sandy and clean-cut nice looking. My heart pace ratcheted up another 20 count when a second man exited the car. If I had to guess I would say he was a retired football player, about 6 feet 4 inches and had a large masculine upper body. I expected Sandy to freak out when she opened the door and saw two men standing there. I had no idea how this would play out. They were carrying a bottle of booze and small wrapped box. They rang the bell. I switched the monitors to pull up the camera that covered the front entrance. I could only see Sandy's back and the faces of two smiling men as the door opened. I heard Sandy gasp. Before she could say anything the men walked in and handed her the gift box. Travis kissed her on the cheek and whispered something in her ear. Sandy looked nervous as she fumbled with the wrapping paper. It was a gold chain bracelet with a "D" charm as a memento of her summer in Dallas. Sandy liked it and asked Travis to put it on as she held out her wrist. He smiled and placed it on her wrist. At the same time Larry, who had introduced himself as Travis' partner, handed her a glass of Sangria telling her to drink up. She practically chugged the drink as she nervously stood on display. With his task completed Travis said, "You look fantastic! Turn around and show us your butt." Sandy hesitated, then, slowly turned, swaying her hips and looking back at the men. "Jesus," I mumbled to myself. "That's hot." Larry stared back at Sandy with lust showing in his eyes. She mumbled something I could not make out. Travis also stared at Sandy with the look of a predator eyeing its prey. Their silence and the expressions on their faces caused tremors in my groin. The men moved toward the nearby couch. Sandy looked back again. I was glued to the monitor breathing harder as my heart thumped in my chest. Sandy's eyes seemed to plead with me through the camera's lens. Her chest heaved in nervous anticipation. I could see both men were closer now, watching in the silence, the light reflecting off their faces. One of the men moved closer behind her. It was Larry. Sandy looked at him as he stared at her, his massive upper body rising and falling with each breath. She trembled but didn't say anything. Her head fell to the side. The men walked up to either side of Sandy, staring down at her skirt and legs. Travis raised his hand and let it rest on the top of her ass cheek and rubbed. "Oh!!" Sandy gasped. She looked at the hidden camera with terror-filled eyes. Her mouth opened and she exhaled as Travis slid his hand down the back of her ass to her stocking covered legs. She squirmed, moving her hips as he cupped and rubbed her ass cheek from behind. They had been in the room less than five minutes and hands were already enjoying Sandy's curves. They certainly weren't giving her time to reconsider. Sandy looked up and wiggled some more, whimpering as Travis fondled her. He playfully spanked her ass and again she protested in an unconvincing seductive feminine voice. Then he reached her waistband and pulled up, causing Sandy to rise up on her tiptoes, bringing her ass up as high as she could until he let her down. Then Larry joined in fondling her ass. He brought his hand down with a smack, rubbing the top of her buns. He smacked down again and she yelped, breathing faster. "Oh my!" she said, her voice faint from a combination of excitement and fear of the men's unknown intentions. Larry still had a sly lustful expression on his face, rubbing and then spanking my wife's ass once again. "Unngh!" Sandy groaned. Travis stared at her body. Larry let go and Travis pulled her close and kissed her. She stood on unsteady legs and her lips trembled. She pushed back and looked at the men, pausing momentarily. Then, signaling her resolve, she stepped forward within their reach. Larry groaned, looking from Sandy to Travis. Larry took Sandy's hands and pulled up on them, raising them above her head and causing her back to arch and her skirt to rise. In this position Sandy's bust was pushed out and her stocking tops were revealed below her skirt bottom. Travis stepped up to her from behind and Sandy stiffened. He reached and hooked a finger in the waistband of her skirt. She whimpered. His fingers traced around her skirt until they came to the button and zipper on the side. He tugged on them impatiently with no success, then undid the button and pulled down the zipper. Then Larry put his hands on each of Sandy's hips and grabbed the waistband of her skirt. "Do it, Larry," Travis encouraged, as he watched as Larry's fingertips slid just under the material. "Oh, God," was all I could muster. Larry moved his head closer to Sandy's and began to tug down at her skirt. Larry stopped and waited for Sandy to respond. To my surprise Sandy wiggled her hips to help him. First slowly then more intentionally she maneuvered her hips. Larry tugged downward and Sandy adjusted so she was in sync with his efforts. God it was sexy. In total awe I watched Sandy as she squirmed to help Larry peel down the tight skirt. We all watched as it moved over her hips and ass and slid down her stocking covered legs. Her shapely butt, partly covered in the tiny tight panties, came into full view. Larry stood back up behind Sandy and placed his mouth above Sandy's ear as he breathed. This brought another groan from her and her head fell back against his chest. Larry pulled her back even tighter against him. Her eyes closed and she moaned as she was pressed against his body. Larry was holding Sandy's hands at her side when Travis stepped forward and reached forward placing his hands on Sandy's blouse. He leaned forward and kissed her pressing her against Larry. It was a passionate kiss on the lips that lasted for several minutes as his hands moved to Sandy's breasts. He finally stepped back for a breath. Then he grabbed the neckline of her blouse with both hands. He slowly pulled the lapels apart. The buttons popped off and the front came apart. Sandy gasped at his aggressiveness as her cleavage, bulging from her skimpy lace bra, was on full display. Her chest was heaving and forced forward as Larry held her hands behind her back. "Oh, my God," I trembled as I realized how completely these men were able to use my wife. Larry than held Sandy with an arm around her tummy as one hand felt up her breast. Seeing my wife like that was the hottest thing I'd ever seen in my life. Travis watched as he removed his own shirt and slipped off his shoes and slacks. He stood in tiny briefs with a huge bulge on an impressive athletic body. Larry let Sandy step away from him. She slowly untangled her arms from the remains of her blouse and pulled her hair away from her face as she looked back at Larry. She was left standing in her stockings, bra and panties. "Get back here..." Larry ordered. He took Sandy by the arms and pulled her back against him. She was such a sexy mess as she leaned back against this big man, with her chest heaving and her panties and stocking on full display. The earlier drinks and the glass of sangria had taken their effect and Sandy was in a compliant mood. Larry held her by her hips and kept his face buried on her shoulder as he kissed and nibbled her sensitive neck. Her head rocked and rolled from side to side. He pulled one bra strap off her shoulder and down to reveal one of Sandy's perfectly shaped breasts. Travis watched and mumbled appreciation. Larry pushed Sandy forward into Travis' arms and began removing his own clothes. Travis held her tight, kissing her lips then her cleavage. We could hear Larry undoing his pants. When they fell to the floor, Sandy turned to look over her shoulder. Larry's cock was fully erect. The base of it was substantial with a flared head pointed straight up and flat against his belly. It was unbelievably exciting and erotic to watch another man's stiff erection in response to Sandy's sexy body. "Oh God," Sandy said in a husky voice, "He's going to take me. I was lost in an erotic taboo world at the sight of Larry's beefy hard cock aimed at Sandy, engorged and ready to fuck its way inside her. Larry stood there, his full erection bobbing against him. Travis turned Sandy around to face Larry and pulled her tight against his body. He pushed his own crotch against her panty covered ass. He had his hands on her hips and moved her lower body using it to massage his cock. Travis reached up and quickly pulled her remaining bra strap down so both breasts were on full display for Larry. He took Sandy's hand and moved it behind her back and steered her hand to fondle the bulge through his skimpy briefs. With Travis's bulge in her hand she watched Larry as he approached. Larry stood immediately in front of Sandy. He teased her nipples and ran his hands over her breasts. He then took her arm and placed her other hand on his cock. He pushed his hips out and began slowly pumping as Sandy's hand held his 7 inches of hot meat. She palmed the underside of Larry's cock and that was all he could take. He pulled Sandy's hand away and turned her around facing Travis. Sandy placed her hands on Travis' shoulders and she promptly pushed her ass out toward Larry. There was a loud smack. "Ouch!" she squeeled. Sandy was bent over. Larry's cock flapped against his belly as he moved toward her. Travis held her steady and Larry took her panties and slowly slid them over her ass and down her legs. Sandy stepped out of them and regained her footing. Travis kissed Sandy and she tightened her grip on him and willingly kissed him back. Larry gripped her hip with one hand and with the other held his cock down as he pressed into her. Sandy grunted, pulling away from the kiss and turning her head toward Larry. "Oh, Godddd!" she shouted as he penetrated her. "He's in me...he's in me!" she chanted. Larry pumped deeper and deeper into her as she tried to speak. "He's-he's..." As Larry bottomed out Sandy's voice faded as the sound of slapping flesh grew louder. Sandy clung to Travis' arms as Larry took her in the bent over standing position. He stood behind her, holding her by the flare of her hips in a power grip and fucked her. Travis kneeled down to kiss her. Sandy now hungrily kissed back, moaning into his mouth. Sandy was getting fucked by another man. Her eyes were half closed but she continued to kiss Travis between breaks to catch her breath. Travis's hands were fondling her tits as Larry slammed into her with powerful thrusts. Sandy bent her knees and pushed her ass out further, staring down at her side and panting as she let Larry pump into her and Travis maul her breasts and nipples. Sandy was in a sexual stupor as her body surrendered and responded to the men. Her hair flung around in front of her face as her curvy little body bounced on Larry's cock. Larry pulled Sandy more upright and had Sandy lean back against him with her breasts thrust out and heaving. Her pelvis rolled up and out with each of his thrusts. Sandy was being taken. I obsessed over every detail of her expression and listened to her intently. The sound of slapping flesh and her grunts filled the speakers. I imagined what it sounded like in person. Larry leaned forward and continued humping and fucking up into Sandy quicker and quicker. Larry paused then reached around Sandy and forcefully pulled her down on his cock. "Oh!" she panted as he resumed fucking her. Larry reached and grabbed Sandy's upper body and turned her head around enough so she could see him. "You like that don't you?" he more told her than asked. "You like getting fucked by strangers like this." Sandy said nothing and only grunted as he pumped into her. Her moans were building in intensity. Larry let go of Sandy's torso and spanked her ass. He began to hump as hard as possible, slow but forceful pumps that he would hold briefly. Sandy winced at each thrust. Larry smacked her ass and she snarled at him. Again he smacked Sandy's ass and pumped hard into her and she shouted at the floor, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Larry strained. His face grimaced with each thrust. His ass cheeks clenched tight and he grunted. Sweat glowed on his face as he huffed louder, finally crying out his orgasm above Sandy's ear as he convulsed against her. Larry's head drooped as he came. He looked slowly about through glazed eyes, holding Sandy steady as he pumped out his orgasm. "Oh God! You're filling meeee!" Sandy moaned. Larry continued to spasm against Sandy, his knees twitching each time he pumped. He held her little body close as he strained to squeeze out each spurt of cum into her. Working On Cum-Mission Sandy was flushed. The side of her face was plastered with sweat and hair. She rested several minutes then began to slip from Larry's arms as Travis supported her upper body. She glared pleadingly up at him as he took her hands and lifter her to her feet. "You are not done yet." Travis said in a matter-of-fact tone. He slipped his briefs down and his engorged cock sprung out against her bare flesh. It was curved like a banana, and his scrotum looked huge. She moaned as Travis leaned over and scooped her up by the waist and thigh and held her over his erection. Sandy was in a state of rapture. Travis slowly lowered her down. "Ugggh!" she grunted as he entered her cum filled pussy. Travis easily pushed his cock up into Sandy, shifting her around in his arms as he fucked his length up inside her. Sandy's back arched in response to his size. She pulled her legs up around Travis's waist and squirmed for position. She gripped onto Travis's neck. His breathing was quick and silent. He stared at Sandy intently as he leaned over forward with her in his arms and began fucking his cock in and out of her. I anxiously watched my wife being used by a second man. She looked up, straining toward him. With each of his fast pumps Sandy pulled herself closer to him. Holding onto Travis's neck, Sandy pulled with her arms and strained to get her mouth to his. With his tongue out Travis met her part way. Travis grunted and brought his humping and fucking to a slow grind. As they kissed, Larry moved closer and placed his hands on Sandy's back in spots not covered by Travis' arms and hands. His hands traced over her exposed skin soon finding a home on one of her bare ass cheeks. Sandy rolled her hips like she was slow riding a mechanical bull. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. Travis picked up his pace. Sandy broke their kiss with a loud "Oh!" and reached up to hold on tighter with both arms. Sandy panted. Travis grunted as he yanked her toward him and held her tight. Her feminine body looked tiny as his large arms and hands held her against his massive chest. Her body jerked with each thrust of is torso. Larry appeared to be fingering her anus. Sandy groaned louder and squirmed in Travis' arms. Bellowing an "Oh my God. Oh fuck. Fuck me. Fuck me." And Travis did. Travis kept thrusting his cock deep into Sandy while Larry's hand had a similar rhythm between her ass cheeks. The only sound emanating from Sandy was gasps for breath. Travis's body jerked as he exploded in what I presumed was his orgasm. He pumped into Sandy a half dozen more thrusts before going still. Sandy had collapsed in his arms like a rag doll -I think she had come earlier after Larry's fingers penetrated her ass. Travis finally lowered Sandy's naked body to the nearby couch and decoupled. His large, but now limp cock extracted from its hot hole. Travis had a contented grin on his face as he collapsed next to her on the leather couch. Larry returned with fresh drinks and towels from the bathroom. His substantial cock dangling proudly as he joined his two other nude playmates. Let's try out the pool he suggested. "Drink up." He encouraged Sandy, "We're not done yet." He quickly grabbed Sandy's hands and pulled her to her feet. She was tipsy, probably a combination of too much to drink and the exhaustion of being fucked for 40 minutes. The three naked figures moved out of the camera range as they headed for the French doors to the pool. I searched through the camera menu to find any cameras covering the pool. By the time the pool camera was on the screen the three were already in the pool. The motion sensors had turned on flood lights illuminating the pool. Even at 10 in the evening Dallas' hot August nights had about 95 degree air temperatures and 85 degree pool water temperatures. Larry quickly had Sandy positioned against the side of the pool, first kissing her breasts then her face passionately. Sandy responded in what looked like lustful tongue action. As the kiss broke I heard her say, "I think there is a monster loose in the pool." Larry responded, "That monster wants to give you another good ride!" He gently caressed her neck and said, "And it looks like I'm not the only horny one tonight as he nodded toward Travis who was now resting on a floating lounge with his cock looking more like a sail Mast sticking straight up. If Sandy had any reservations or butterflies earlier in the night, they seem to have disappeared. Larry had his hand on her hips and walked beside her toward Travis in the shallow part of the pool. As if choreographed, Travis reached out for Sandy as Larry walked her toward the floating lounge. He took her hand and pulled her close then gently leaned her over and took her head and slowly but firmly moved it to his cock. Sandy was bent over in the thigh deep water as her lips were steered to the hard cock. "Open." Travis commanded as he pushed Sandy's head lower. Meanwhile Larry was taking advantage of Sandy's position, steering his cock toward her pussy. He pushed in for the second time in less than an hour. He reached his long arms around her thighs and had one hand working on her pussy. Sandy's gasp no longer registered surprise, only the acknowledgement that she was being fucked again. Sandy seemed to embrace the task at hand. She was soon sucking and moaning like an experienced slut as one hand grasped Travis package and fondled his balls. She was devouring several inches of Travis's cock! I watched as she tried several times to swallow him to his balls, but she couldn't quite take it all. Larry's cock was being pulled almost all the way back out before slamming it hard in her. I knew that Sandy had to be on sensory overload as Larry's long, hard strokes pummeled her pussy and Travis used one hand to bounce Sandy's head on his cock and the other to fondly her nipples on her dangling tits. It was only a few more minutes and Sandy pulled her month from Travis's cock and arched her back, literally shuddering in orgasm! She gasped for breath for a moment before Travis pulled her back and moved her head back to his pulsing cock. Travis's face grimaced as if in pain and his whole body stiffened as he started groaning in orgasm. Sandy never let up, and took his load of hot cum into her mouth, swallowing and sucking as hard as she could. She seemed to be starved for cum as she pumped his shaft with her fingers while sucking hard on the head. Larry was closely behind, slowing his strokes as he pumped her pussy full. My proper school librarian wife had completely transformed into a sex toy for two retired athletes. I thought they were completely finished. She and Larry rested on the pool steps while Travis recovered on the floating lounge. They rested then splashed around in the water for half an hour and tried out the spa before getting another drink and moving to the lounge chairs around the pool. It was nearly midnight, well beyond the one hour that Sandy had anticipated, but time did not seem to be on her mind. Travis got up from his lounge and moved it tight next to Sandy's lounge repositioned her so he could feast on her breasts. As he aroused her nipples and coaxed moans from her throat Travis's cock returned to full mast. Travis mounted her in the missionary position on her lounge and was quickly pounding her furiously. His cock made loud swishing sounds as he pumped it through the cum that remained inside my wife. Sandy's eyes were glazed as if she was on some kind of drug, but it was just primal heat that drove her now. Larry moved to the other side of the lounge chair and fed Sandy his cock. Her cheeks went hollow as he fucked her mouth while her body was being rocked by Travis's thrusts. Larry was enjoying Sandy's mouth for the first time. I guess it was too much for him because he appeared ready to erupt. He quickly pulled out and blasted streams of hot cum on Sandy's face and breasts. Travis pulled out too and I thought he was going to blast her body as well but he instead flipped Sandy over on her knees to enter her from behind. What happened next just took me by total surprise - if that was possible any longer. Sandy reached between her legs, grabbing Travis's cock, they seemed to be manipulating it somehow that I could not see, but in just a few minutes, it was obvious that they had moved it to her ass. Sandy and I had had anal a few times, and I had only managed to penetrate her partially before the discomfort was too much for her. Yet she was guiding Travis's cock slowly into her ass. Her face, glistening with signs of Travis's cum, strained as she worked to take him in. She must have been numb with booze and lust as she pushed back against Travis's cock. God I wished I could see it, but her ass was turned away from me. I could tell however that Travis was already well planted as he slowly pushed it deeper inside her. Sandy adjusted her legs further apart and pushed her hips higher into the air. With one final grunt, Sandy pushed backwards against him and took it all! She looked back toward Travis, and simply said "slow - please- fuck my ass slow. Travis went to work on her ass. First with slow short thrusts, then longer ones, then he picked up his pace to a full-fledged ass reaming. Sandy's face just fell to the lounge chair as she moaned and gasped for air. Softly between gasps she was whimpering "My ass. My ass." Travis was pumping my wife's ass even faster now. Sandy's face contorted in crazed submission while Larry sipped his drink and stared in amazement at the sight I couldn't see. Suddenly Travis said "Oh God baby...I gotta...in or out?...I gotta cum!" "In me! Fill me" cried Sandy. Travis stiffened again and started shooting his load into her bowels. Sandy pushed herself up and groaned and yelled as she was pumped with what remaining cum Travis had to offer They all seemed to collapse after this, Travis's spent cock covered with cum as he pulled out of her tight hole. They all just laid on lounges for a several few minutes, breathing heavily and I thought for a minute that they would all fall asleep right there. But after they recovered a bit, Larry was the first to get up and walk to the pool to rinse. Travis followed and Sandy struggled to walk to the pool and rinse. After a few minutes in the pool that all climbed out, the two men escorting a completely spent Sandy back to the house. Back in the great room they helped her dress - minus her lingerie and stockings. The one remaining blouse button that survived Sandy's undressing left her breasts partially exposed - but she was oblivious. Travis reached in his pants pocket and retrieved a second gift box. He opened it and took a second gold chain. Sandy looked at him quizzically. Travis didn't respond but knelt and placed a second charm bracelet around her ankle. The Hot Wife charm dangled elegantly from the chain. "You are a hot wife now." he said as he gently patted her leg. Sandy blushed as she reflected on what the ankle bracelet meant. As Travis and Larry were about to leave, she assured them she had a ride and followed them to the door and kissed each one. Larry smiled and said "In Texas buyers have three days to change their mind on real estate deals - this was fantastic, so maybe we should get together again in three days to be sure the contract goes through?" Sandy smiled back and said "All the terms of the agreement have been met and then some. See that air conditioning grill?" she asked while pointing at the ceiling. "My husband is at the control center taping all the camera feeds hid in the air vents and he will hold those tapes for at least three days to make sure the sales go through." Travis chuckled, "You're serious aren't you? You are some woman. Don't worry we are very happy brokers. You have a very lucky husband." Sandy kissed them each again and closed the door. I met Sandy a few minutes later. She looked at me anxiously and stuttered, "I had no idea... I didn't know there would be two. I drank too much. I can't believe what happened. I'm sorry." I took her face in my hands gently and kissed her then said, "You are an amazingly hot, well-fucked, drunk wife, I love you." I escorted her to the car then returned and picked up Sandy's lingerie, empty booze bottles, and some towels and remnants of the party that had taken place so that the next day's home shoppers would not be aware of the orgy. Sandy was asleep when I returned to the car minutes later. Sandy took the rest of the week off and packed for our return to Cincinnati and her job as a school librarian. The following week she heard tales of the stunned look on Tina's face when she heard that Sandy had the summer's top sales count. Larry had contacted her about possible additional sales and she refused, referred him to Tina noting, "We watched her in action by camera, you will enjoy her." Sandy's Hot Wife ankle bracelet and charm hangs in her jewelry box for now. I have been enjoying her ass on a regular schedule, often after watching the video of Sandy's biggest cum-mission on our new big screen TV.