by Abby Weeks
The men all made their way to the door of her room and as she walked through them she tried to look as confident and sexy as Midge had. She let her hips sway in the same sexy rhythm Midge had used and when she got to the bed she didn’t look back but threw off her stilettos and climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees and adopted the same alluring position as Midge.
She felt like a cheap whore. Giving each girl separate rooms made the entire thing feel like a whorehouse. That was probably the intention. They were being treated like two animals on display. The men could peek in and choose whichever ass seemed tastier.
There was a door that could be used to connect the two suites and Herb opened it with his keycard so that the men could wander from one room to the other. April was facing the wall and she couldn’t bear to look up so she wasn’t quite sure who was in her room and who was in Midge’s. The men had poured themselves drinks from the minibar and seemed to be sipping them and smoking cigars as they milled between the rooms, admiring their two girls like prize ponies.
She started daydreaming about the guy who had saved her down in the lobby. She imagined what it would feel like if he stormed into the room right now and rescued her from this awful place. He had seemed so strong and sure of himself. He had real courage. He was just a concierge, his job was completely on the line, and yet that hadn’t stopped him from standing up to Walter.
She was brought out of her reverie by the sound of Herb’s voice. He was talking to Edward and they were standing close to her. The rest of the men were in Midge’s room and Herb was taking the opportunity to talk business with Edward.
—I can guarantee you the kind of discretion that no other firm can, Herb was saying.
—I’ve got to say, Herb, I’m impressed. This is a level of intimacy that I haven’t seen before.
—And this isn’t just entertainment, Herb said. This is family, Edward. These women are our wives. This is for real. You do business with us, you’re in our inner circle. We won’t drop your business no matter what. And we won’t balk at anything. Whatever you guys need done, we’re the firm that will do it, no questions asked.
April had never felt so disrespected in her life. They were speaking about sensitive, private matters as if she wasn’t even there. It was as if she was a piece of furniture. The cigar smoke stung her eyes and she was growing tired of maintaining the same position with complete stillness. She was dressed in her stunning satin and lace, pink dress with the white trim but she no longer felt glamorous at all. She felt ignored and disrespected, like she was utterly worthless. And just to highlight how little they thought of her, Edward leaned over and placed his whiskey glass on the small of her back. The ice-cold glass surprised her and it was a minute until she realized what had happened. She was actually being treated like a piece of furniture, literally. Now she had to remain completely still so as not to cause the glass to fall. She realized Edward probably knew this and was purposefully tormenting her. There was certainly a cruel streak in him and he knew how to make people suffer.
She remained perfectly still as the other men came into the room through the connecting door to Midge’s room.
—Check this out, James said when he saw Edward’s glass on her back. I never even thought of doing that.
April remained motionless and utterly humiliated as James came over and placed his glass next to Edward’s on her back. She’d never experienced anything like this in her life. They were using her back as a coffee table. She couldn’t move a muscle. If anyone sat on the side of the bed or bumped into her the glasses would spill. All of the men were in the room now and were quite amused that she was being used as a bar. Pete placed his drink between her shoulder blades and laughed when it almost spilled.
Then Walter came over. April got nervous as soon as she saw him coming. He had a glass of scotch and took a piece of ice from it with his fingers. He went round to the back of her and pulled up the skirt of her dress. It was the first time anyone had touched her since entering the room and she was afraid it would make her spill the drinks that were on her back. Her butt was completely exposed now, her crotchless panties revealed every single bit of her, and Walter took the piece of ice and placed it inside the crack of her bum and rubbed it back and forth, making it melt. The coldness of the ice made her shudder and she almost spilled the drinks. Then, in a gesture of utter contempt and derision, maybe even hatred, he flicked the ash of his cigar onto her back.
She couldn’t believe it. It hadn’t burned her or anything but how could he use her like an ashtray like that? They were married. That was supposed to mean something. She wondered what Walter had grown capable of if he was willing to ash his cigar on her. Then he came around to her face and looked at her. She refused to look back at him, maintaining her stare at the blank wall in front of her. If they wanted to treat her like a piece of furniture then she would act like one.
—Look at me, Walter said.
There was anger in his voice but not enough that the other men in the room would take notice. She refused to look at him.
—Look at me right now, whore.
It was the first time Walter had used language like that in front of any of the other partners. Now all of them, as well as the four potential clients, had been forced to listen to him call her a whore in broad daylight. He was getting out of hand. However else the men treated the women within the arrangement, they were never openly hostile toward them like Walter was being. At least not in front of each other, and definitely not in front of clients.
Walter was getting angrier and angrier. She vowed not to look at him, not even if he hit her. He was looking around the room at the other men. They were all a little uncomfortable. Playing with the women like this, treating them like sex objects to be used for their gratification was one thing, but openly abusing them was quite another. Surely one of them would step in and say something.
She refused to react in any way to Walter. She noticed Herb come over to him and take him by the arm. They went through the door to Midge’s room and April heard Herb rebuke Walter harshly before the door between the two rooms closed. That was a relief. She pitied Midge for being in a room with Walter but at least he was gone for a while.
Frank came over to her and wiped the ash from her back. Then he replaced the skirt of the dress back over her bottom, took the three glasses that had been resting on her back, and left the room. He didn’t go through the side door connecting the suite with Midge’s. He used the main door. April wondered if he was leaving for good. She couldn’t look around and see what was going on but it was clear Walter’s behavior had soured the mood somewhat. Apart from the four Andersen Strathern men, the only partner left in the room was Pete.
To make matters worse, she could hear Jonathan and George whispering to each other as if they were concerned about the situation. These men had respectable positions to take account of and they couldn’t be associated with something that might get ugly. James and Edward were close to them and it seemed they might all leave. The evening had been spoiled by Walter’s rude behavior. She wondered what it would mean for her and Walter if the Andersen Strathern deal fell through. It was ironic that Walter had been so eager for her to impress these clients and now it was he who had ruined their chances of making the deal because of his own foolish jealousy.
One thing was certain. She never wanted to be alone with Walter again. While being inside the arrangement was strange and trying, it had one huge benefit that she couldn’t bear to lose. That was the fact that there was safety in numbers. She felt that as long as she had Midge and Frank and Herb around, Walter couldn’t really hurt her. She was afraid of Walter now, terrified, and she couldn’t bear the thought of him losing his position as partner and the two of them being set off alone again the face the world together. She cursed Walter’s stupidity as she thought of what she would have to do.
She knew Edward was the man she had to impress. He owned Andersen Strathern. If she could give him a night to remember then maybe al
l would not be lost. Regardless of the fact that she could hardly stand Edward, she decided that it was better to be with him for this one night than to try and figure things out with Walter if the deal fell through.
—Edward, she said quietly.
She hadn’t spoken loudly at all but the room fell silent instantly. It seemed no one had expected her to say anything. George and Jonathan stopped their whispering to look at her and she turned around and faced the room.
She leaned back against the head of the bead and spread her legs wide open, showing the five men in the room her perfect little pussy. She knew she could still rescue this situation, and if she was lucky maybe even show the partners that it was her and not Walter that they should be valuing.
—Come on, Edward, she said in the sultriest, most alluring voice she had. You’re not going to make me beg, are you?
All eyes in the room were on her. Now that she had everyone’s attention she wasn’t quite sure what to do with it. All she knew was that she had to save this deal.
She put her finger in her mouth and sucked it, then took it out wet and touched her pussy with it. She slipped the wet finger inside her pussy and locked eyes with Edward. Every man in the room was captivated. It was as if they’d never seen a women act this way before. She looked at Pete and he looked relieved. He could see that everything was not lost yet. He would definitely be telling Herb that it was her who saved the deal, if in fact she did manage to save it.
—Come and fuck me, Edward, she said. Come and give me that massive cock.
Edward looked around the room. He didn’t seem so arrogant and egotistical now. He was just a boy. He was rooted to the spot and April could see that if she was going to get things started she would have to be the one to make it happen. She got up off the bed and walked slowly and sexily over to Edward and then got down on her knees and opened his pants. He just stood there like a boy, as if this was the very first time a woman had come on to him.
April brought the pants down to his ankles and then took the erect penis out of his shorts. Despite being so childish and immature, his dick was every bit as big as it had been earlier. It was a truly magnificent cock, long and thick and as hard as the handle of a baseball bat. She licked it teasingly and then looked up at Edward and smiled.
—You too, James, she said, eyeing the lawyer. You’re not going to let your friend here have all the fun, are you?
Immediately James began stripping out of his suit. She looked over at George and Jonathan who were watching everything like two kids at a candy store.
—Am I going to have to strip you two myself? she said.
The look of relief on Pete’s face was noticeable. She was saving everything. All four of the Andersen Strathern men were getting naked in front of him and the deal wasn’t lost just yet. She gave Edward’s huge cock one last delicious lick and then got up and approached Pete.
—Tell Herb to take it easy on Walter will you? she said. We might still save this.
Pete looked around the room at the four naked businessmen and then made his way to the door that led to Midge’s room. It pained her that she had saved Walter from a well deserved telling off from Herb but it was really herself that she was saving. She had to keep telling herself that.
She got up on her bed and sat on her knees facing the four clients. All she had to do now was figure out how to be a complete slut and keep all four of them interested.
—Line up, boys, she said. I want a taste of each of you.
Of course Edward was first, he always had to be first even if he’d already had his cock teased by her succulent mouth just minutes before. She licked his tip gently and was once again amazed at the length and girth of him. He was literally hung like a horse. She opened her mouth and put it over the big bulb that was the head of his cock and let it slide to the back of her throat. She had to admit, she was getting better at all of this. Walter was partially right, she was becoming a bit of a slut and she was getting a little bit too much enjoyment out of all the sex. But what choice did she have? She hadn’t asked to be here, she was here by force and she was simply making the best of it.
She took Edward out of her mouth and gave his cock a little slap.
—Go on, she said. Next.
James was next and for the second time that night, she took the length and breath of his also massive cock all the way to the back of her throat. She bobbed back and forth on it a little but not too much, she was still just getting warmed up and was really just buying time, trying to think of what she could do with these men to impress them into doing business with the firm.
When James was good and hard she took him out of her mouth and looked at Jonathan who was next. He had a more average sized cock and wasn’t in as good a physical condition as the partners in the firm. She liked him though. He’d been friendly when they met downstairs and he reminded her of an old high school teacher she had always liked.
He was grinning broadly. He didn’t seem to be as much of a player as James and Edward and she doubted he got to have sexual favors very often. The poor man probably had a loyal wife waiting for him at home and he was likely loyal to her in return most of the time. She smiled up at him and then turned around so that she could lie on her back with her head under his cock. She looked up and smiled at him. The bed was fairly high and from where she was lying she was able to take his scrotum into her mouth and suck it while he could feast his eyes on her perfect body.
Very gently she sucked his scrotum and was able to see his cock grow as it stretched out above her like a plant stretching toward light. She took his scrotum out of her mouth and leaned her head back over the side of the bed. She was looking upside down through the space between his legs now. He was fairly hairy, a little saggy, he certainly didn’t have the body of a Calvin Klein underwear model, but she wasn’t in a position to be picky.
—Go ahead, Jonathan, she said. Fuck me.
She opened her mouth wide and waited. He slid his throbbing cock into her mouth and began gently thrusting forward and back as if her mouth was a vagina. She was in the most vulnerable position imaginable and she figured that probably made her all the more desirable. Jonathan, the gentle, fatherly figure who had reminded her of her english high school teacher began thrusting harder and faster into her mouth. There was life in him after all. She could feel that he was fully extended now and it wouldn’t take long for his cock to start throbbing with the pre-orgasmic quivers that would lead him to climax. She leaned back as far as she could to give his cock as long and straight a passage into her throat as possible and then he did a surprising thing.
He leaned forward onto the bed, holding his weight off her with his arms, and began licking her vagina as he continued thrusting into her throat. It felt surprisingly good. His tongue dexterously flicked in and out of the flaps of soft flesh that surrounded her pussy. She almost could have come herself but he stopped licking as his throbbing cock poured ounce after ounce of thick, gooey semen into her mouth. He screamed out as he came and she was surprised at how much semen came out of his old loins. Some spilled out of her mouth and onto her cheek and she swallowed fully the mouthful of come he had given her. He rolled off her and she looked up to see that Walter and Herb and Pete were back in the room. Frank still hadn’t returned. She thought that maybe he cared too much about her to watch this happen, and she wished Walter felt like that.
Walter was in complete control of his emotions at this point. He’d been harshly reprimanded by Herb and was scared of getting into any more trouble. Still, April knew he was struggling with his jealousy and she couldn’t help rub it in.
With Jonathan’s semen still on her cheek she said, —Aren’t you going to give your wife a kiss, Walter?
It was a deliberately provocative thing to say and Walter’s neck bulged as he contained his anger. He said nothing and went over to a small table at the side of the room and sat down.
—Come on, George, she said. I’ll show you something that would shock the socks off
of your Republican voters.
She knew that she was playing with fire. She shouldn’t be deliberately enraging Walter like this, but really, she knew there was no choice. Even if she didn’t want to hurt him, he would be mad at her one way or the other. If they lost the Andersen Strathern deal he wouldn’t exactly be thanking her for being modest. She had to show these clients a good time and it was his fault she had to do it. The fact that it was paining him to watch it was just unavoidable. Still, there was a devilish streak within her and it was almost as if Walter’s pain at watching all of this was more of a turn on than all the cocks in the room.
She turned around and crawled to the side of the bed that George was on. He was the oldest of the Andersen Strathern men and definitely the least attractive. He wasn’t wicked in the way that Edward and James were but his looks left a lot to be desired. He was your typical, mature conservative, a high-ranking member of the Republican party and an utter bore. He had gray hair, was a little overweight around his midsection and his chest was covered in wiry, gray hairs. He reminded her of a grandfather but she was going to do what she had to do and get it over with.
She cooed over his small, wrinkly cock like it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen and before putting it in her mouth she turned back to James and Edward who were watching everything.
—Don’t be shy, boys, she said and wriggled her bare bum and pussy in their direction.
Instantly they came at her. She remained in front of George’s old dick but she let Edward get underneath her so that he could fuck her in the pussy. She had never been fucked by a cock that large in her life and she wondered what it would feel like. Then James got up on the bed behind her and started licking her asshole to make it wet and slippery. She might have gotten herself into more trouble than she could handle, she thought, as she imagined James’s massive cock forcing its way into her tight, puckered little anus. She almost dreaded the thought of being double-penetrated by those two massive cocks but there was a part of her that was excited at the thought too. The fact that Walter was sitting over there by the wall, watching the whole thing gave her an immense sense of satisfaction. This was what happened when you whored out your wife, she wanted to say to Walter.