Headhunter: Making Amends 2
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think his stories have ever appeared in a.s.s. I think he’s an excellent
writer and he has given me permission to repost his stories. I’ll put them up
over the next few weeks. I hope you enjoy them. :
Making Amends-- Part II
by Headhunter
Jim was almost ready to reach out and touch Sally when she danced away and
repeated her performance on the other three men. After each man had gotten an
eyeful of the naked wife, Sally stopped and took another glass of wine.
"Is this just the way it was for my Bill?" Sally asked. The wine, jealously
and feeling of betrayal still working on Sally's usual shy demeanor.
Jim responded, "well not exactly, Sally...."
Sally cut him off, "I told you guys I wanted to know exactly or I would tell
your wives. How was it exactly?" Sally stared hard at the four men then drank
some more wine.
In the bedroom Jim was finally resigned to the game his boss and his wife
were playing. He was mad, but now he really understood the hurt that Sally
had felt. Being with his co-workers when that hired strippers and got blow
jobs wasn't something that a happily married man would do. It was something
he would never do again. His wife was the most beautiful woman he knew. He
swore to himself never even to look at another woman. He was sure that the
game was almost over and in a few moments Sally would be here to let him go.
She had gone a little too far with the men, but no real harm was done. Then
Bill heard Jim's next comments to Sally.
"Well Sally, you have got your part right, but us guys and Bill weren't
exactly like this."
"What do you mean, Jim. I told you I wanted it just like that night," demanded
Sally.
Jim winked at the other three men. "Well Sally, you tell me, what is the first
thing Bill does when he get home after work?"
"Well, Um..." Sally looked confused, then her face brightened, "he gets
comfortable and has a drink to unwind from the day."
"That's right Sally, and Bill is the one who at the convention had us have a
drink and get comfortable in the suite we were in. You're so smart, I'll bet
you want us to get comfortable just like Bill had us do on that night," pushed
Jim.
"I guess," said Sally, "I want to know exactly what it was like when Bill did
that terrible thing."
"OK boys, lets get another drink and get comfortable, like that night, then
Sally can see how that stripper gave Bill a lap dance."
The other three men followed Jim's lead. They freshened their drinks then
watched has Jim began to take off his shirt.
"Bill told us he likes to sit around in his underwear and have a drink after
work, so that's what we did," said Jim smugly.
The four men quickly removed all of their clothes except their undershorts
and sat back down sipping their drinks and drinking in the sight of the naked
wife. They were more comfortable as each sported a huge bulge in the front of
their shorts. "Ok Sally now the stripper was dancing. Bill wanted a lab dance
let me tell you how that is done."
"OK, I guess, show me what the stripper did with my husband," Sally sipped
more wine and stepped over to Jim.
"First she sat in his lap, threw her arms around Bill's neck and gave him a
big hug." Sally did it and Jim was rewarded with Sally's soft breasts being
pushed against his bare chest. He could feel her hard,hot nipples boring into
him as she squeezed him tight. Her sweet smelling hair covered his face and
he could feel his erect but still confined cock pushing into her soft
buttocks.
"Now do the same for the other guys, that what the stripper did."
Sally bounced from lap to lap giving each man a hug and the pleasure of
having her naked body pressed against them. Jim admired her body as she
bounced around the room, all modesty gone, putting on a great display.
"Ok Sally that good. Next the stripper sat against Bill like a spoon and took
his hands and rubbed them up and down her body. Come her let me show you."
Sally sat back on Jim's lap. He grasped her hips and spun her so she was
facing away from him. Her legs straddling Jim's lap. Then he pulled her back
against her, placed his hands inside of hers and began running his hands up
and down the naked wife.
By now Bill was sobbing outloud as he watched his boss's hands run from his
wife's thighs up across her soft rounded belly onto her tits. His hands
lingered their for a few seconds caressing and stroking the round globes of
flesh, before running back down her sweet soft body and beginning the process
again.
"God damn, look at that," whispered Frank, as on one trip up Sally's body
Jim's fingers ran through Sally's pubic hair.
After a few minutes Jim pushed Sally up and said, "Jim wanted her to give all
the guys lap dances."
The process was repeated with each of the men. Sally was aroused now. Jim
could see spots of fluid that dripped from Sally onto each man's shorts.
While Sally was busy "lap dancing" with the others Jim stood and removed his
underpants.
Seeing their boss the other men followed Jim's lead.
"Sally now we are really comfortable, just like Bill was," snickered Jim.
Sally looked at the four hard cocks. She had never seen any penises except her
husbands and her little boys. She was surprised at the assortment of sizes and
shapes the she saw.
Jim reminded Sally, who was by now drunk, that more had gone on at the
convention between the stripper and her husband.
"Whatchch are you talkin' about Jim?" Sally slurred as she looked at the four
naked men who stood around her. As she spun around to look at the men her tits
swung and bounced enticingly.
"You know Sally! Didn't Bill tell you about the sex," pushed Jim.
"Oh yeah," the bleary eyed Sally said, "he said she gave him oral sex."
"That's right Sally it was Bill who wanted a blow-job from the stripper, he
said you don't do it very often and you never let him cum in your mouth. It
was all his idea. Do you want us to show you how he had it done to him?" Jim
lied.
"UH, what, Uh Bill... wanted.. he betrayed me...." stuttered Sally.
Bill was beside himself, he began screaming and cursing. The stripper, like
pros usually do, had made the five men put condoms on before she sucked on
their dicks. His shouts fell on deaf ears, his wife and the men had become
used to his screams, he was ignored.
"Sally, the stripper knelt in the middle of the room," Jim pushed the
beautiful housewife gently to her knees. "That's right just like that. Then
we all lined up in front of her like this." The men stood in line facing the
kneeling Sally. "Sally did you know that Bill demanded to be the first one in
line." "Next she opened her mouth wide,.... that's it.. open up...and we will
show just how Bill cheated on you."
Jim stepped forward and placed his erect cock on Sally's tongue. In her
married life Sally would occasionally take her husband in her mouth but she
had never really sucked him off and he had certainly never cum in her mouth.
In a reflex action Sally closed her lips around the cock of her husband's
boss. Jim, not wanting to miss this opportunity grabbed the back of Sally's
head and jabbed his cock deep into her mouth. The red lipstick Sally had so
carefully applied, streaked down Jim's hard stalk. Jim rapidly fucked Sally's
face. The surprised housewife didn't even react and within a few strokes the
excited and teased Jim blasted his white stringy jizm into the virgin mouth
of the kneeling naked woman.
The Video picture that Bill was watching didn't have enough clarity to make
out his wife's lips wrapped around his bosses stiff organ, but from the
thrusting of Jim's hips then the tensing of his body, Bill knew that his wife
was tasting sperm for the first time. He roared in agony and cried in shame.
Jim grabbed the bottle of wine from the table and thrust the neck into
Sally's mouth. "Here swallow some wine to freshen your mouth," he commanded.
The wine spilled from Sally's lips and she gulped hard to keep from choking.
As she coughed Frank stepped forward and popped his hard cock into Sally's
mouth.
"Now Sally, Bill gave instructions to the stripper on how to give him a blow-
job. Let me tell you what she did for him." Jim began giving instructions to
the housewife on the finer points of sucking cock. The dazed, drunk and
revenge seeking wife mumbled around the cylinder of flesh in her mouth but
did what she was told her husband had done to him.
"Cup his balls in one hand... run you other hand over his ass...... lick the
tip like a lollipop.... "
The excited Frank didn't last much longer than Jim. Soon Sally's tongue was
taking another cum bath. The bottle neck was once again thrust into her sweet
mouth like a glass cock and her mouth was cleaned for the third man in line.
Because of Jim's continued cock sucking pointers Sally began getting into the
oral sex. "No wonder my husband likes this," Sally though in an alcohol haze.
After another swig of wine, Sally went to work on the fourth cock that was
presented to her. This time she even leaned forward to grab the spongy cock
helmet with her lips.
"Man look at her go," the men exclaimed.
Soon a fourth load of warm cum was running down Sally's throat. She sat back
on her heels and looked at the spent men sprawled in her living room.
"I didn't... I just wanted ....," Sally cried.
"That's OK," soothed Jim, "Bill was the one who started this, its going to be
OK." He continued to reassure her and make it seem OK. In her drunken state
Sally still didn't fully realize that she was the one who had truly been
unfaithful not her husband. Sally was still fixated on her husband who she
wanted to teach a lesson to, who needed to make amends. The husband who had
just seen her act like a real slut and suck off four of his co-workers and
drink their cum.
Jim looked at the clock. It was still early and he didn't want the games to
end yet. He poured sally another glass of wine and she drank it sitting cross
legged in the middle of her living room floor. Not even aware that her
private parts were opened like a flower to the eyes of the four naked men.
"You know guys there is still something wrong here, its still not quite the
same way it was at the convention."
"What elssseh is wrong,' slurred Sally.
"What is it men? Ah... Oh! I remember now you still don't look like the
stripper did," exclaimed Jim playing the part to the hilt.
"I don't understand, I don't have any more clothes to take off," a confused
Sally answered.
"No Sally you don't understand, strippers wear real small panties called g-
strings, because of that they shave themselves."
Sally looked puzzled, "I took a shower and shaved my legs before you guys came
over."
"No, let me explain, the g-string's are so small that real strippers shave
almost all their pubic hair. You want to be like the stripper who Bill was
with don't you. I know he likes that."
"I guess so," said Sally and she fell back onto the carpet. The room was
spinning and she was having difficulty remembering what was going on.
Jim laughed, "Come on Frank lets find a razor and give good old Bill's wife a
new look."
The two naked men walked down the hall looking for a bathroom. Jim pushed open
the master bedroom door and was shocked at the sight of his employee fastened
securely to the bed. The room was dark but light from the TV showed a
struggling Bill. "Look what we have here Frank, Sally wasn't kidding when she
said she had you locked up," said Jim.
"God damn you Jim, let me up, I'm gonna kill you guys."
"Now, Now Billy Boy, Sally invited us over, and we haven't forced her to do
anything." Jim looked at the TV and realized that it showed the living room.
The two remaining men were tickling Sally, making her squirm on the carpet
and watching her fleshy tits roll around. "Hey Bill, have you been watching?
Sorry old buddy, I didn't know you could see your wife acting like a little
whore. Man look at your arms, you have cut them up pretty good. Take it easy
I promise we won't hurt Sally. Excuse us we are going into the bathroom for a
minute."
Bill heard someone urinate in the toilet then the two men returned. "Hey
Bill," exclaimed Jim, standing next to the bed. "I was taking a leak and look
what I found....your wife's lipstick running up and down the length of my
dong, take a look!"
Bill cursed and struggled to no avail. Jim looked at the TV. "Bill, enjoy the
show, lets go Frank." The two naked men walked out of his bedroom, moments
later to appear in the living room on TV.
Frank carried a razor towel and some baby oil the men had found in Bill's
bathroom.
"OK Sally lets show you just how Bill likes his strippers," exclaimed Jim,
kneeling by the legs of the prostrate wife and mother.
Frank laid the towel on the floor and Jim rolled Sally onto it. Each of the
two men grabbed one of Sally's ankles and spread her legs. Jim scooted
forward and asked Frank to hand him the baby oil.
"OK Sally, I'm going to put some oil on you so you won't get razor burn."
Sally could only manage a giggle and a slurred "OK!"
Jim squirted a large amount of oil onto Sally's pubic hair then squirted more
into his and and began to massage the oil onto her prominent mound.
"Hell guys," Jim whispered, "lets shave it all off, she's got such a nice
cunt I want to see it all." Frank handed Jim the razor and he began to
delicately remove the oily brown hair from Sally's groin. It didn't take long
and Sally actually giggled from the tickling razor. Jim couldn't help himself
and slipped one of his oily fingers into Sally's pink slit. Her clit winked
at him from behind its' fleshy hood. He strummed it once or twice causing
Sally to jump and moan.
"Hey guys lets stand her up and see her dance now" offered Frank.
The men pulled Sally to her feet and with a little help she was able to stand.
Frank squirted the oil up and down her body. "Sally, strippers oil themselves
up so they look good on stage."
Without waiting for a response the four men began rubbing the oil all over
the staggering wife's body. Hands wandered over her tits and ass. The inside
of her thighs were rubbed and of course more than one finger snaked its way
into her honey pit.
All four men's cocks had returned to full mast. "Jim I just have to fuck
Bill's wife," said one of the men as he rolled a nipple between his oil
soaked fingers.
Frank chimed in, "Yeah, lets fuck her, but not here. I couldn't do it knowing
Bill, her husband was watching me."
Jim responded for them all, "Sally, did Bill tell you how he fucked the
stripper?"
"What ah.. what.. no he jussst got a blow.... "mumbled Sally.
"No, Sally!! Jim led us all in fucking the stripper. We need to show you, but
we need a bed to do it right. The stripper fucked your husband on a bed."
"Huh... ah..I don't ... I'm not sssure... Bill didn't tell me .."
"He lied to you Sally. You need to see what Bill did. Come with us to the
guest room. We want to help you, we will show you!"
Sally was directed down the hall, past the master bedroom where Bill cried in
frustration and hurt.
The four men dropped Sally on the bed in the guest room and surrounded the
bed. Frank had thoughtfully remembered to bring the wine bottle.. It was 9:00
PM.
At 11:00 PM Bill heard the shower at the end of the hall start running.
During those two hours Bill hadn't heard much, but what he had heard was like
a shot to the heart. He had heard a few male voices yell "Oh Yeah!, go baby"
Other words he was able to pick up were the usual.... "cunt.... fuck... I'm
cumming." Once two male voices broke into the song, "Ride, Sally, Ride!!" He
heard a loud thump like someone falling on the floor. The worst was one time
when he heard a distinctly female voice scream "Oh.. Oh.. OHHHHHHHH!!"
After a long time the shower stopped, and four naked men appeared at Bill's
door. Bill was exhausted, from crying, struggling and screaming. He could
only lay there as Jim said, "Sorry Bill we used up all your hot water taking
showers. We can't have our wives smelling Sally on us. Listen, she is
sleeping it off in the guest room. She is fine, better than fine. Oh Bill! I
want to thank you for letting me give you the 20 bucks for the hooker at the
convention. I figure Sally's dance, blow jobs and the time we spent with her
in bed would have cost $1,000 from a whore as good looking as Sally. So in
the last month that $20 I gave you had a return of 500%. Way to look out for
your boss Bill."
"I'd let you up but I don't know where Sally put the key, besides I don't
think I could trust you right now. So enjoy the rest of the weekend and I'll
see you at work on Monday."
Bill watched through red eyes as his four co-workers dressed in the living
room. As the door shut behind them, Jim called out, "I'm locking up, Bill."
Sometime during the night Sally staggered into the master bedroom. Her body
still had patches of oil. Bill was able to see crusty patches of cum between
her thighs and on her cheek. The light from the TV reflected off her bald
pussy. Her tits were red from being played with by four sets of hands.
Sally staggered to the bathroom and Bill heard her retching in the toilet.
Finally she emerged from the bath and before falling into bed she unlocked one
of Bill's hands.
He was now able to get loose. He tossed a blanket over his wife. he didn't
want to see her. He couldn't talk to her because she was passed out and
snoring loudly. It was a good thing he might have killed her if she had been
awake.
Bill went into the bathroom to clean the cuts on his wrists. He glanced at the
toilet and noted that Sally had thrown up a lot of wine. He also noticed a lot
of stringy white jizm floating in the bowl. He wondered if it tasted different
going down than coming up.
He wasn't going to sleep with his wife, and the guest room was out of the
question given the images in his head. he couldn't even sleep on the couch in
the living room. The towel with Sally's shorn pubic hair still lay there.
So he spent the night sleeping in his car in the garage.
He let Sally clean up the house the next day. At least she cried as she
vacuumed up her pubic hair from the living room carpet.
---One month later----
Bill and Sally were barely talking. They hadn't had sex. One night Sally tried
dancing and stripping for him, but it didn't help. But Bill did notice that
Sally was keeping her pussy shaved.
They tried to get back to normal, but Bill could not get the images of four
oily cocks sliding in and out of Sally's cunt and mouth out of his mind. He
hoped time would heal the wounds. He told Sally that. She hoped so as well.
She begged for forgiveness,tried to explain how things had gotten out of
hand. Bill simply told her the real details of the night at the convention.
In terms of infidelity and cheating the score card wasn't even close.
Bill changed jobs. He had to travel during the day, but never went to
conventions and was home every night. His son was doing well and Bill spent
most of his time being a great father.
One day arriving in his new office from a late business meeting, Bill's
secretary told him a man had left him an envelope while he was out. She handed
Bill the letter. It was one of Jim's envelopes. Inside was a note written in
Jim's hand and a twenty dollar bill. The note simply said, "$20 is the going
rate."
Bill tore out of the office and drove home at break neck speed. As he
approached his house he saw Jim's car in his driveway. Bill kept driving....
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