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                        LUCK BE A LADY TONIGHT
                         as told to Dr. T. Tomij     
                         by his patient, Jack


                               CHAPTER 1

                           DELICIOUS GAMBLING


My Carol is the type of woman that most men only get to dream about,
especially if they want to have a wet dream. Imagine a very sexy
lady with long red hair, dove-like white smooth skin,  wide green
eyes, a very slender waist that accentuates her large melon like
rosy breasts, beautifully tapered slender legs that go up to meet a
fully rounded ass. If you can imagine all those lovely things then
you're starting to come close to the picture of my wife. I would like
to have shown a picture to you at this point but I really don't
think I could because she really wouldn't like it and I'd be up shit
creek. But, I don't want to get ahead of my story.

Although almost all of what I have to say takes place in a very
short period of time, I ought to start this back when Carol and I
first met. This should give you some understanding into my story so
that you can realize what happened is so incredible in light of the
background that Carol and I had.  Why she fell in love with me I
really don't know to this day. We both grew up in the same small
town together but I came from the wrong side of the tracks while her
family had that smell of "old money" about them. Even though we
lived in the same town together, we never met until high school.
After all like I said we really didn't travel in the same social
circles. We took a chemistry class together and from the first time
we met in that class we had a special chemistry for one another.
She was the sweetest and most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I
could tell that she was high class just from the way she carried
herself and the clothes she wore that were always the latest and most
fashionable of any that were worn in our school. She was so
different from the bimbos that I had been dating it was easy for
anyone to understand why I fell for her right away.

On the other hand it was tough for folks to figure out why Carol was
so obviously attracted to me. Although I was a rugged and, at least
then, a pretty good-looking guy, there were other guys that were
smoother than I was. Part of her attraction to me, I'm sure, was
that I was kind of rough and tumble. Boy, her folks didn't dig me I
can tell you that! Maybe that was part of it, Carol always appeared
to like the risk that came with being with me even though her
parents objected. She would sneak over to my place to see me every
chance she could. We had some really hot times in my folks house
cause they both worked until late. That gave Carol and me plenty of
time to do what I liked best -- FUCK. Boy, was she innocent back
then. It was obvious to me that she hadn't really made it with any
guys at all until I got into her hot little pants. And believe me,
she was HOT! I had to teach her how to fondle my balls and suck my
cock while I eat out her joy juices. She was a natural at it and she
LOVED it.

Of course I turned out not to be so sophisticated because Carol got
pregnant. That was in a time when abortions weren't something that
was done, especially not by Catholics which is what Carol's folks
were. I can't really complain about her folks though. They finally
relented when Carol told them we had to get married. We got married
in our senior year by her third month. Unfortunately, she miscarried
and is now unable to have any children. I think that not being able
to have any kids was more upsetting to Carol's parents then it was
to her or me. After all we were really into one another at the time
and as I look back on it now it really would have crammed our life
style then. It would be even more impossible now, but again I don't
want to get ahead of myself. 

In any event her folks not only blessed our marriage but were very
generous to us. Even though her folks were disappointed that they
never had any grandchildren they continued to be very generous with
Carol and at least tolerant of me. It was a tragic shock to Carol
when they died in an auto accident five years after our marriage.
They left everything they had to Carol and it was more than you can
imagine. Even Carol had no idea that her father had been so
successful in investing their family wealth in stocks and bonds. It
seemed that he had the Midas touch all right.

The money left us rich beyond my dreams and careful money management
on my part would have meant that we could have lived off the
interest of her inheritance for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately
I got bored and took up the bad habit of gambling. Gambling gave me
a thrill that is hard to describe; almost like having a good fuck
with my sexy wife. While I won some nights there were a lot of
nights that I lost big sums of money. It started to occur to me that
I had to have some way of gambling without losing our inheritance.
That's why, I suppose, I left myself open to what happened `that
night'. 

Whenever Carol and I refer to it, we always just call it `that
night'. It was an evening when I had a few of my friends over from
the old neighborhood for some poker. One of the guys brought someone
I didn't know, Pete. He seemed to be a likeable guy and fit right in
with my rowdy friends. Certainly Carol liked what she saw, an older
but rugged good-looking stud. When I saw how Pete looked at Carol I
almost wished that I hadn't encouraged Carol to wear her sexy red
short dress with the low scope neckline. Our plan was to distract
the other poker players from their game. It really did cause the
boys to lose their concentration when Carol bent over to serve them
some food. From the back her dress came up far enough to reveal her
sexy see through black panties and in the front her breasts were
exposed down to the top of her nipples. Our strategy worked well,
except for Pete who seemed to work harder at the game the more my
wife showed him. She even started brushing against him in spite of
my jealous glimpses at her. My other friends got wiped out early in
the game from too much booze and lusting for Carol rather than
paying attention to their cards.
              
When they left I had some of their money but Pete had most of it. We
played a couple of more hands that Pete won. It occurred to me that
I might lose not only my winnings but a lot more if my luck didn't
change soon. The one thing I knew was that I couldn't lose any more
of our inheritance. Pete must have read my mind somehow, and Carol's
exhibitionist efforts must have been getting to Pete a lot more than
I thought. Pete suggested that Carol join us in the game or at least
participate in some way. When Carol asked him what he meant he
turned to me and said that he'd be willing to put up $500 against
Carol's red dress provided of course that she took it off in front
of him. The look in Carol's eyes told me that I didn't need to ask
her permission. She had been sipping wine all evening and was
feeling adventuresome, especially as it related to this rugged
good-looking stranger. Somehow the thought of Carol getting down to
her black see-through panties, black push up bra that exposed her
nipples, red garter belt, black nylons and red high heel shoes and
strutting herself to Pete was almost as exciting to me as the
possibility of winning an easy $500. Carol giggled that $500 was a
pretty expensive modeling fee and she was certainly willing if I
were. Naturally I said yes and the game was on!

My attempt to draw to an inside straight went down in flames and the
next thing I knew Carol was slowly unbuttoning the side of her red
dress. My mind was racing so fast that everything she did seemed to
be in super slow motion. One button at a time starting at the top of
her dress; after the third button was undone Carol's large white
breasts flowed out of her dress supported by her half cup push up
black bra. I looked over at Pete and by the gleam in his eye and the
smirk on his face he was obviously enjoying the show. Then Carol
very slowly stepped out of the bottom of her dress willingly
exposing her see-through panties and nylon encircled creamy thighs
to Pete's intense stare. "Do you want me to turn around?"  Carol
asked.

Pete replied, "Of course, but very slowly so I can take in all of
your charms." 

I tried to suppress it but my prick was getting hard from the sight
of Carol and knowing someone else was getting to get a look at some
parts of her normally reserved for me. Before I got rock hard
fortunately, or so I thought at the time, Pete suggested we continue
the game. This time for a $1000 if I won and Pete having the right
to fondle my wife's breasts and ass if I lost. Now it was getting
serious. It was one thing to have my wife displayed to another man,
and quite another to have her goodies fondled.  

Again I looked at Carol. Her expression told me instantly that she
was ready for more adventure, win or lose. For lack of anything else
to say, I asked how long of a fondling. Pete replied that ten
minutes would be long enough. Carol looked almost disappointed when
I negotiated Pete down to five minutes. But it really didn't matter
because I knew my luck was about to change anyway. The draw of the
cards told me that I was right! Three kings and two chances to
discard for another. My draw didn't bring me an other king but I did
get two tens back to back. When Carol looked in my hand, she
whispered in my ear to increase the bet. I knew she was right and I
was almost sure she had a chance to see Pete's hand when she served
him a beer. It didn't even bother me that Carol had let Pete feel
her ass cheeks through her panties when she reached down to give it
to him. I was so excited about my good luck that I was getting a
hard-on of my own. As Carol suggested, I increased the stakes. The
bidding reached $10,000 if I won and Pete spending a couple of
hours of sex with Carol if I lost. When Pete turned over four lucky
ladies, I was devastated. Obviously Carol had not got a chance to
look into his hand. Or maybe she had  . . .  I guess I really didn't
want to know.

Pete suggested that we go one quick draw for double or nothing. If I
won, Pete would leave if I lose he would spend the entire night
with my wife enjoying all of her lovely sexual charms and I would
have to watch. By now I was slightly insane! Carol's rather meek
response that it was up to me didn't help me make up my mind. The
fact that she was practically rubbing up against Pete, allowing him
to feel her at will already told me that in a sense I had already
lost. I realized that I only had one chance of getting Carol away
from Pete and that was to take Pete up on his betting challenge.
After accepting, Pete suggested we drink to it from some of his
`special stock' he had brought with him. I thought it was strange at
the time but my hands were sweating, my hart was racing and I could
only accept his offer. I didn't find out till later what was really
in each of our drinks. All I remember was being vaguely pleased that
this time I drew one of the lucky ladies until Pete drew an ACE. 

I knew that I should have felt outrage as Pete drew Carol close for
a long slow tongue kissing. However even when Carol returned Pete's
kiss with as much fervor as she had ever given me, I didn't seem to
mind. As a matter of fact my big hard on was telling me that I was
beginning to enjoy it. Pete asked me to take my cock out and since
it was `his show' I did as told. Pete told me that I was to play
with myself as I watched him and Carol. Carol was still moaning and
groaning from Pete's tongue kissing when Pete began to show Carol
what else he could do to her with his tongue. First all over her big
tits, then up and down her silky legs. I loved it, God help me how
much I was enjoying this. But of course Carol was enjoying it even
more! By the intensity of her groans it was obvious that she got off
a small climax before his tongue even got to her soaking wet pussy
lips.

"Ohh yesss... lick it, pleeease."

Pete did what Carol was begging for only a short time and then he
stepped out of his pants and removed his shirt. Even I had to admit
the size of Pete's cock was special. He kept feeling up Carol's huge
tits while undressing and then he told her to take his cock in her
hand.  

"With pleasure" was her immediate response.

Carol took it in both hands and stroked it slowly and lovingly. Pete
told me to lick Carol's asshole while she stroked him. I was only
too happy to oblige at that point. 

"Oh yes, put your tongue up further Jack, that's it. . . While I
play with Pete's cock. It's so big and beautiful. I just love it."  

Her last remark didn't even sink in fully. All I knew was that I had
to obey Pete and that whatever he wanted of Carol was OK by me.
After Pete tired of being stroked and watching me lick Carol's ass
he told us to go to the bedroom. Carol still had on her high heels,
nylons and garter belt which Pete made her keep on the entire night.
I got out of my clothes and we all got on our extra large king size
bed. Pete licked Carol till she was cooing again while I watched and
played with myself. Carol repeated several times, "Ohh Pete,
pleeease fuuuck me! Fuck me like never before."

"Am I the best, Carol?" 

"Ohhhh yesss, yesss."

It was driving me crazy! Here was my wife fucking another man and I
wasn't even angry. Although, I was jealous in a small way because
Carol was obviously enjoying it so much, still I wasn't outraged or
really even terribly upset. I just wanted to do what Pete wanted me
to do and my cock had a perpetual hard-on! It was beginning to hit
me that it had something to do with the drink that I had from Pete's
special brew, but at the time I was too far gone to really care.
"Get on the sofa, watch us and play with yourself," was Pete's
command that I was all too willing to obey.

His next request was directed to Carol, "Come on top of me baby and
sit on this hard dick of mine." 

"Ohh with great pleasure!", was my wife's quick reply.

Carol mounted Pete slowly at first because of Pete's large cock, but
she was soon rocking up and down his shaft with reckless abandon and
of course with great pleasure. 

 "Ohhh Pete, Ohhh fuck me. Your the best!!"

"Better than your husband?"

"No contest, just keep fuuucking meee. Your driving me crazzzy."  

"Oh, baby I can tell how much you love it! Your making me cum!"  

Pete had his first explosion of three for the night, and so did I at
about the same time. The rest of the night was pretty much of a
blur. I do remember, through a haze, Carol sucking on Pete's large
member while I jerked off again before falling asleep at the foot of
the bed.