It was a dark and stormy night, I’ve always wanted to
write that and finally I truthfully can. I invited a
few guys working in my construction company over to
watch Sunday Night Baseball. We had lots of beer
stockpiled and although it was raining hard, I had the
windows open. I like hot, humid weather and love the
sound of falling rain. I must say I often admire my
wife looks, but when it’s hot outside, she seems to
look better. Just a little wet glimmer on her face.

Sarah, my wife, was keeping everyone well stocked with
beer and snacks. She looked great in her tight cutoffs,
tits bouncing inside her halter-top. She has a trim
little ass, awesome tits, long blond hair and pale blue
eyes. I noticed she was getting a lot of attention as
she moved around the room refreshing beers. She noticed
too, in fact, she took every opportunity to wiggle her
ass around everyone, especially Fred.

When Sarah went to get another round, we heard a loud
crack of thunder, and she muttered, “Oh shit.”

I yelled, “Need any help, what’s the matter?”

Sarah replied, “No, nothings wrong, I just spilled some
beer.”

Well, when she walked back in it was apparent where she
spilled the beer. She looked like a wet T-shirt prize-
winner. Swollen nipples, you could see every line, each
curve of her breast through her thin white halter-top.
Just then on TV, there was a loud crack of the bat and
a home run.

Nobody, and I mean nobody, watched. Turned out to be
the game winner, but all eyes were focused on my wife’s
chest. Mine too really. She gave me a sly wink no one
else saw as it dawned on me her little accident was no
accident at all. She could be a prime cock tease, loved
attention and was getting plenty of looks.

Starting around the room again pouring beers, she took
a long time pausing with Fred. She filled his glass to
the brim with just a touch of overflowing foam. All the
time his gaze was focused on her nipples, which by now
were sticking out big as half dollars. Fred’s was
peeking inside her blouse as her tit brushed his
shoulder. I knew from her wink she wanted to have some
fun, so I excused myself to the bathroom. Really, I
grabbed my cellular and called Sarah.

Sarah answered, yelling from the kitchen, “Work on the
phone, can you pick it up upstairs?”

I came back down declaring, “Gotta go over to a job
site for a couple hours. Bit of theft and the cops want
someone there now.”

Mike, my job foreman, offered to go in my place, or at
least come along for company, but I declined. They all
started readying to leave, but I talked them out of it
using the second game of the double header as a teaser.
I shared, “Hey, there’s still a lot of beer for you
guys to drink up. Besides, Sarah doesn’t like being
alone, especially during thunderstorms.”

Sarah heartily agreed, mentioning, “Yeah and I’ve got a
few treats for you guys in-between innings.”

I had a pretty good idea of the kind of treat she had
in mind for my pals and wondered how she’d pull this
off? I cut through the garage to my pickup. I started
up and roared off only to park a few doors down, around
a corner. Cutting through my neighbors yards, I quietly
snuck back home entering our backdoor. I could hear the
game, the guys, but couldn’t see a thing, so I hoped
Sarah had a good plan.

After I heard her serving another round, she said, “I’m
all sticky, think I’ll go upstairs and shower real
fast. You all know where everything is, so help
yourselves. Fred, would you mind grabbing the towels
out of the dryer and tossing them on the bed upstairs
for me while I wash?”

I entered our master bedroom before she did, sneaking
up the back way. I grabbed her and kissed her hard,
squeezing her fantastic ass and telling her, “You’re
making me hard, and I am so hot right now for your
sweet ass.”

She rubbed my pants and teased, “Hold on lover, I’m
going to screw your buds while you watch, you’ll love
it, you pervert! After they are limp and tired, I’m
going to fuck your brains out.” Pushing me away, she
scolded, “Better hide, I asked Fred to grab towels from
the dryer.”

I barely got behind the Japanese screen at Sarah’s
dressing table, when I heard footsteps approaching.
Sarah heard them too, so she hurriedly started the
shower. Fred entered through the bedroom door, towels
in hand, just as Sarah walked in topless from the
bathroom. She jerked her hands up to cover her breasts.

“What can I do for you honey, did you forget where the
beer was?” she giggled, “Maybe you had thirst for
something or someone else?” She dropped her hands and
let him see her tits for the first time. He started to
comment, but she put a finger to his lips and said, “If
you want to fuck me nod your head, but I don’t want to
hear a word of conversation out of you. If you
understand and want to start with a blow job just
smile.”

Fred’s face lit up like a starving man at a King’s
banquet, shit eating grin from ear to ear, but he did
not utter a word. He tossed the towels onto the bed as
Sarah gently pushed him back into an easy chair,
knowing I would have a good view. Fred’s chance of
seeing me was slight.

She warned, “Don’t forget, not a word, and before the
blow job how about a little more beer, why don’t you
lick it off my tits for me, save me from that shower?”

As any man would with such an inviting task before him
he licked, sucked and pinched her nipples. She was
getting hotter by the minute, till finally she knelt
down in front of him, pulling down his gym shorts and
briefs; allowing his dick to spring out at full
attention. Stroking him with her hand he was about an
inch longer than me, but thinner. She started licking
him like an all day sucker. She gently played with his
balls with her left hand and continued to stroke him
with her right.

After a few minutes she started her deep throat routine
on him. I knew if he was anything like me, in about two
minutes he’d be done. Well, he started pounding into
her mouth with long deep thrusts. As he was about to
cum she pushed a wet finger up his butt. He came in
buckets and she wasn’t wasting a drop, swallowing it
right up as he gave out a loud groan.

Just then Mike called up from the bottom of the stairs,
“Fred you up there? You’re missing the game.”

Sarah whispered to Fred, “Call him up here, when he
gets here you explain the deal. Then no more talking
from either of you if you want any more. Understand?”

Fred nodded, then hollered, “Mike, come up here for a
minute.”

When Mike arrived I could see the surprise on his face.
Fred quickly explained the deal, but Mike acted
reluctant. I know it wasn’t Sarah, she was sexy as
could be. I could see Mike’s hard-on through his pants
from across the room, but Mike had more to lose being
my foreman for eleven years. If he pissed me off, he
wouldn’t easily get another position making the same
amount of money. Sarah saw his resistance, but having
planned to nail them all, she wouldn’t be denied and
went into action.

She said, “There’s no way Bill will find out about
this, unless I tell him, which of course I won’t, as
long as you are a ready and willing participant. If you
don’t play and let me suck your dick, which shouldn’t
be all that bad, while Fred fucks me, then I’ll say you
came up here and grabbed me. Now drop your pants and
prepare to get a royal sucking, or start walking to the
unemployment office.”

Mike has a lot of pride, and for a second, I wasn’t
sure he would agree. A man’s dick will make him swallow
his pride more then once in his lifetime and Mike
swallowed his. Not because of the threat, but the
promise of watching this fine young piece of ass engulf
him. He dropped his drawers and out popped a huge nine
inch dick.

In spite of her rules, he told her, “Suck on this.”

And she did. But first she wiggled out of her cutoffs.
Then with Mike laying back on the bed, one leg off the
bed and her ass high in the air, she began to stroke
his huge cock.

Giving Fred one final instruction she told him, “Lick
my pussy, till you’re hard again then fuck me like a
dog.”

Sarah slurped Mike’s dick into her mouth and started
sucking as Fred got down behind her and began licking.
He was determined to do as good for her, as she was for
him. First he licked her clit; then he fingered her
pussy gently twirling his index finger inside her.
Licking his way to her asshole, he mouthed her. Sarah
was getting wild. Although she started with a slow even
stroke on Mike, as she heated up so did her pace. Sarah
gobbled him tip to root taking a face fuck like I’d
never seen.

Fred started to harden again as if from the dead,
growing larger as he tongue screwed her tight ass.
Plunging two fingers into my wife’s slick pussy, she
moaned, “Fuck me, fuck me now,” over and over.

Standing behind her aside the bed, with one massive
shove, he was in her as deep as he could go. That fast
plunge helped her cum right away. I could see the
convulsive spasms of her orgasm from across the room
and knew that was just the start for her. While her
pussy was grasping his dick tightly, her juices made
him wet and fiery hot. He started banging with a
vengeance, matching the rhythm Mike was giving her
mouth.

Mike lasted longer then anyone I’ve ever seen receiving
head from Sarah, but he couldn’t keep it up much
longer, so before he gave her his load, he quickly
removed himself from her mouth. She was surprised by
his sudden withdrawal, but even more so when he grabbed
Fred and yanked him out of her.

Still not speaking, he buried his cock deep into her
pussy. If Sarah had thought he was fucking her face
hard, she realized he had restrained. He buried his
prick into her with such a frenzy of deep thrusts I
feared he would split her.

Fred again presented his now stiff cock to my wife’s
waiting mouth and was close to blowing his load from
the licking he’d shared with her. A couple Sarah’s deep
swallows and he was spurting into her warm mouth. Noise
had drawn Bob and Sam into the bedroom doorway, both of
them eagerly watching. Pulling his penis out, Mike
flipped her onto her back so he could look at her face
and tits. Pushing his dick back in, they started
fucking like crazy. Bob and Sam started peeling their
clothes off.

Fred was in sperm recovery, so Sarah, between thrusts
asked, “Fred, would you instruct the new boys about the
rules?”

Both readily agreed as Bob quickly filled my wife’s
mouth with his swelling cock. Sam started licking and
pinching her large, erect nipples. Meanwhile, the
strain of the pounding he was giving Sarah began to
show in Mike’s face. Suddenly his dick exploded and he
proceeded to fill her pussy with jets of hot spurting
cum. Once the fiery liquid entered her snatch she began
to cum again, as if to squirt out the fire with her own
passion.

The moment Mike pulled out, Sam moved between her
spread legs and her slippery passage took his smaller
cock right up to his balls. Sam started slowly, but
only for a minute, the heat of her pussy plus what he’d
been watching had him at fever pitch in minutes.

Watching Bob get the best blow job of his life only
added to his excitement. Bob’s face betrayed he was
ready to cum. As Sam started shooting in my wife’s
pussy, Sarah took Bob’s cock out of her mouth giving
him a fast frigging that caused him to unload right on
her face. He shot load after load hitting her directly.
Sarah loved it, ate it up, and the fact that she had
such power over men drove her wild. The fact I was
hiding five feet away, undetected, only added to her
abandon. She was still horny but the boys seemed a
little too worn out for her.

She instructed, “You better clean up and get ready to
go. Bill might be home from the job site any minute.”

The guys quickly departed except for Mike, who I
thought was lingering for more. As the others got out
of earshot, he started leaving the bedroom.

Turning in the doorway, Mike said, “Sarah, you’re the
best piece of ass I’ve ever had, and thanks Bill, see
yah Monday. No Christmas bonus necessary this year!
Your wife is the best, I only wish my wife was half as
good, then we could watch the game at my house.”