Adultery A Swinging Odyssey by Pimanko-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Where are we?" she asked.

"Don't ask," he replied sternly. "And from now don't speak unless you are spoken to."

The walk was not long. Aiko heard Gerald knock on the door. It opened.

She heard Gerald say, "Well, we're here."

"Come in," said a voice she didn't recognize.

"Do you want something to drink?" the voice asked Aiko.

"Just some water, please," she answered.

"Go get a bottle of water, please, while I take our guests to the rec room," the voice said

Aiko heard someone walk away. Apparently, Gerald had taken her to a house of people she didn't know.

Gerald, holding Aiko's hand, followed the voice to the rec room.

"Let her sit here for a minute," the voice told Gerald.

Gerald guided Aiko to her seat. "Don't remove your blindfold," he reminded his wife

'What the hell is going on?' she wondered.

She heard the footsteps return. A bottle of water was put in her hand. She drank from it. Then she heard more footsteps.

Gerald brought her out of her reverie. "Some gentlemen here are going to strip you," he announced. He used a commanding tone in his voice.

She hesitated. 'What the hell!' she thought.

"Today is the day I'm turning you into a sex slave!" he proclaimed.

And then it dawned on her. Gerald was granting her wish. She felt her body react with excitement.

"Remove your footwear," Gerald told her.

She did. She was in bare feet. Her legs were bare; she rarely wore nylons.

Then Gerald spoke again. "Number 1, you may remove her blouse. Hand it to me."

"With pleasure," he said. It was the voice that had greeted them at the door.

Aiko felt the tug of Number 1's fingers as he undid the blouse. He walked around her. From behind, he helped her pull her arms out of from the sleeves. He stood very close to her; she heard his breathing. Wet lips planted themselves on the nape of her neck. A tongue darted out as if to taste her. They worked their way toward her ear. His nose brushed her ear. He took in her scent. Then he nibbled just underneath the lower lobe of her ear.

Aiko shivered.

"Mmm," Number 1 said, "you smell and taste good Aiko. "You've never met me" he said, "but you'll get to know me very well, very soon."

Number 1 stopped for a moment only to plant his lips just below her chin. He nibbled there as well. His lips explored every part of her neck. Sometimes his hand stroked her upper chest but avoided her bra-covered breasts.

Aiko wondered if she would end up with a rash of hickeys.

"That's enough for now Number 1," Gerald said after a few minutes. "Aiko," he said turning to his wife, "you'll service Number 1 first. But not yet."

Her own husband was ordering to submit to a stranger. She wondered what he would do with her, how he would use her to satisfy his lusts. 'If there is a Number one,' she surmised, 'there must also be a Number 2. Would there be more?' she asked herself.

Aiko suddenly had a bad case of the butterflies in her stomach.

"It's your turn Number 2," Gerald announced. "You may remove her skirt."

Number 2 undid her skirt, letting it fall to the floor.

"Step out of skirt, Aiko," Gerald ordered.

She did. Gerald picked up her dress.

"You may play with her thighs," Gerald said.

Number 2 said nothing but his hands caress her thighs firmly but sensually. Sometimes both hands flowed up and down one thigh and then up and down the other. Sometimes, there was one hand on each thigh, caressing both thighs at the same time. Every so often she felt lips kiss her thigh. Each kiss seemed to bring the man's lips ever closer to her pussy. Then he kissed her thigh along the panty line. She felt the pressure of his nose against her vulva. She heard his nose breathe in her aroma. More kisses on her thighs followed.