Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep8

"Yes, let's get my sister and get out of here," Tara said. She grabbed my hand, a bit too tightly, and walked me down the hall to the next door. I followed, grateful for her suggestion. It was time to head home. I'd already had my fill of this party, and I could only imagine things getting worse as the night went on.

Tara stopped in front of the next door. After the first two reveals, I couldn't imagine what we'd see next. And yet, I was strangely not worried about Kate. After all, this was my chaste wife. If anything, I thought we'd find her in some bedroom by herself, bingeing Gilmore Girls or something like that.

This time, Tara turned the knob. Once again, I was surprised by what I saw. It was a totally clean, completely empty, white-tiled bathroom.

Well, I did have to pee.

Like everything in this house, the bathroom was well appointed with silver taps and fluffy towels. The room was surprisingly deep with double sinks, a bathtub shower, and a large, almost elegant, toilet against the back wall.

I went straight to the commode and unzipped my pants. I glanced over at Tara, but she didn't look away. She leaned against the door frame and stared off, distant. I think she was still thinking about Jesse, wondering what he was up to, despite herself.

As I started to pee, I heard voices coming through the wall. I couldn't parse most of it, but I did catch the word 'orgasm.' There was a door to my left. When we came in, I'd thought it was a closet, but now I realized it must lead to yet another bedroom.

Tom, opening doors and seeing what was happening behind them. But, I rationalized, I was looking for my wife. That made it OK, right? So, after I finished

looking into another bedroom. It was dim in there, but I could make out a large bed, several huge pieces of hardwood furniture, and four people: two men and two women. They were all facing each other in a circle, intent. It

beautiful blonde caught my eye and held finger to her lips. The rest of the room didn't seem to notice me watching. It might seem silly to think that, if one person noticed me, the others couldn't. But they were all angled in the other direction, facing toward the bed. Further, as I said, the bedroom was dark, and we'd never bothered to turn on the light in the bathroom, either. Finally, a towering mahogany dresser was set up by the door, creating the perfect amount of cover. So, I could see everything without anyone else

redhead scooched in next to me, legs pressed against mine, with her hand on my back. She gave me a glance as

Vanessa said, now clearly speaking to everyone else in the room with her, "But I want to see each of you cum. That way, we can each talk about our own, unique orgasms. It's

the guys asked. My eyes were adjusting, and I saw he was blond, with a shock

fun if we all do it

sounds good to me," the other man said. He had a

know..." the other woman

before. It was Kate. My Kate, in her red

way and sharply shook her head like I was a poorly behaved pet. I glanced back at Tara for reinforcement,

us said a word. Vanessa's warning glare held us in place. Logical choices like closing the

other supplicants, "It's not dirty. Think of it as asocial experiment. We're