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In the Cards



   By Ed Rider



   "Whew!" said Forrest.  He could barely speak.  He looked away from the
big flat screen at the others and saw they were equally out of breath.  He
wondered if his face was as red as theirs.

   "I heard it was graphic," said Selena, "but I didn't believe my friend
when she guaranteed it would turn us on."

   "You told me there would be a part where two couples watched each other
having sex at the same time, but I didn't think they wouldn't be in the
same room," said Reba.  "For me, that made it even hotter, when the couples
saw each other without them really being together, and it made their own
sex even sexier."

   "Where did that come from?" said Malcom.

   "Canada, I think," said Selena.

   Forrest got up and turned around and adjusted his pants.

   His wife laughed.  "Are they a little tight, Forrest," Selena said.

   "I think we should be going," he said.

   Yes!  thought Malcolm.  He was hoping Forrest and Selena would leave as
soon as possible.  "This was a great idea, girls," he said.  "The dinner
you cooked was better than a restaurant, and this movie was more exciting
than anything at a theater.  Thank you for a wonderful evening."

   "Not so fast, boys," said Reba.  "The evening isn't over.  We know you
have one thing on your minds right now, and we have the same thing on our
minds.  But we are going to up the ante.  Selena, please push the coffee
table out of the way while I set up the card table.  Boys, would you please
bring in four chairs from the dining room."

   When all four of them were sitting at the table, Selena said, "We're
going to play a simple game of strip poker.  Everyone gets five cards and
can throw in and draw as many as he or she wants to improve the hand.  No
betting.  After we all have our final hands, we lay them down, and the
loser takes off a piece of clothing."

   "And once someone loses all of his or her clothes," said Reba, "if he or
she loses again, it goes to truth or dare.  When we're done, we all go to
bed.  No, not together.  Selena packed up for her and Forrest to spend the
night here.  The guest room next to our master bedroom is all ready.  We're
not going to watch each other, like in the movie, but Selena and I decided
that we're going to leave both doors open, so everybody can hear everybody
else and imagine things that may or may not be happening."

   "Wow!" said Malcolm.  "How did you ever think up something like this,
Reba?  I had no idea your minds could be as dirty as ours."

   "We got to thinking maybe our sex lives needed some spicing up," said
Selena.  "Reba and I have been pretty private about what we do in bed, and
as close as we are, we never talked about it.  But then we decided maybe we
needed to be more open to other things.  We'll tell you how we got the idea
later, but let's get started.

   "Oh, I forgot one thing.  Just so nobody gets all uptight, each time
somebody loses, he or she is going to do a shot before taking off any
clothes.  Bring that little side table and that big bottle of bourbon over
here, please, Forrest.  Look at the label.  I think you and Malcolm both
like it."

   "Yes, we do," he said after picking it up, "but you and Reba don't. 
You're always telling us the flavor is too strong for you."

   "You're right," said Selena, "but we're going to put up with it tonight.
However, because our bodies are smaller, we're only going to do half a shot
while you guys do a whole one.  Any objections?"

   "Not from me," said Forrest.

   "Or me," said Malcolm.

   "Then I think we're ready to begin," said Reba.  "Why don't you shuffle
and cut, Malcolm, and I'll deal."



   As the game progressed, the men began getting high.  They saw their
wives didn't pour themselves even half a glass but just a thimble full when
it was their turn to take off a piece of clothes.  Each time they did it,
Reba and Selena held up the glass and waved it around in the men's faces to
show them what they were drinking.  But the men didn't object to how little
the women were drinking, and after a while, they were so drunk, they had a
hard time putting words together anyway.

   The first one who showed something private was Selena.  She was down to
her bra and panties when she lost, and when she took off her bra, Malcolm
whistled loudly.

   "Shake them," said Reba, and Selena giggled and shook them.  Malcolm's
eyes were bugging out of his head.

   "Put your tongue back in your mouth, Malcolm," said Reba with a laugh,
"and tell me what you think."

   "I think Forrest is crazy," he said.  "He gets to see the most amazing
knockers every night at home, so why should he --"

   "Shut up, Malcolm," said Forrest.  "You know Reba's are even sexier. 
I've seen her at the beach in her bikini, and I have to turn over because I
get a huge hard-on.  You are the luckiest man I know."

   "Thank you, Forrest," said Reba.  "I didn't know you felt that way."

   "Finish what you were saying, Malcolm" said Selena.  "Why should Forrest
what?  And why do you think he's crazy?"

   Malcolm looked at Forrest, who was trying to look nonchalant instead of
angry but not succeeding.  Then he looked at the girls whose eyes were
focused on him like lasers.  He tried to think.

   "I'm sorry," he said slowly, trying to concentrate to pick out the right
words.  His mind was moving slowly, and it was hard.  His voice was
slurred. "I didn't mean crazy.  I meant lucky.  Forrest is lucky because
Selena has such beautiful breasts that there's no reason for him to look at
another woman.  Are you angry I said that, Reba?"

   "Not at all, Malcolm," she said.  "And I hope Selena's not angry about
what Forrest said about me.  I think every man thinks the grass is greener
anywhere but home.  I'm not jealous that you like Selena's breasts more
than mine as long as other men continue to stare at me wherever I go by. 
Besides, even though I'm not turned on by women, I think Selena's are
beautiful, too.  And she's a beautiful person, too."

   "Now you're making me cry," said Selena as she leaned over and hugged
Reba.  "You're the best friend anyone could have.  You're worth a dozen of
anyone else in the world." Both women were now hugging and crying.

   "What's going on," said Malcolm, frowning.  "I thought this was supposed
to be sexy.  That's not sexy at all."

   The women got up and went to the kitchen.  The men heard them crying a
little, then talking softly.  In a minute they were back and drying their
eyes with tissues.

   "Sorry, guys," said Reba.  "Maybe it's the booze that got us all
emotional.  But we promise that won't happen again.  Whose turn is it to
shuffle?"

   When Forrest lost his boxers, the girls told him he had to stand up and
turn around slowly so they could see everything, and when Selena lost her
panties she had to do the same.  She and the two men were naked now, but
Reba still had her bra and panties on when Forrest lost again.  When Selena
saw this, she smiled broadly and looked at Reba, who was looking at Malcolm
with a serious expression.

   "You're the loser, Forrest," Selena said, turning to him.  "So it's time
for truth or dare.  I think it will be more fun if the women choose the
dares for the men and the men choose the dares for the women, so think
about that before you decide.  What embarrassing thing could Reba or I make
you do?  Or would you rather choose truth?"

   "Truth," said Forrest.

   "Are you sure," she said.

   "Yes," he said.

   "Final decision?" she said.

   "Final decision," he said.

   Selena took a deep breath.  "OK, Forrest, tell me the truth.  What have
you been doing with the cash bonuses you've been getting since January?"

   The smile quickly went off of Forrest's face, and his head turned to
look at Malcolm, whose head turned just as quickly to look away from
Forrest.

   There was silence in the room for a minute.

   "Are you going to tell me the truth, Forrest?" Selena said after a
while. Her voice was soft but icy.  She turned to Reba and nodded a couple
of times, before she turned back to Forrest.  He was frozen, and there was
fear in his eyes.  Malcolm was looking down at the table and wouldn't lift
his head.

   "Thanks, Reba," said Selena as Reba handed her a glass.  "Reba's fixed
you up a stronger drink," said Selena, "in case you need it to hear what
I'm going to say now.  Do you want it?"

   Forrest almost grabbed it from her hand and began swallowing the
whiskey.

   "Slow down, Forrest," said Selena.  "You probably wish there was enough
in there to pass out, but there's not.

   "You broke the rules of the game, Forrest.  You chose truth, but you
won't tell the truth.  So the game is going to change now.  No more truth
or dare.  From now on, there is no choice.  It's all forfeits -- for
everybody.  When a man loses, one of us will decide.  And to make it fair,
one of you will pick a forfeit for us when we lose -- even though we are
prepared to tell the truth.  Do you have any objections, Malcolm?  This
isn't fair to you, because you haven't had a chance to tell the truth yet.
Are you ready to tell the truth?  We'll make it easy for you.  Even though
it's supposed to be a surprise, Reba will tell you what she's going to ask
you the next time you lose."

   "Lift your head up and look at me, Malcolm," said Reba.  "Here's a
stronger drink for you, too, if you want it.  I see you do.  My question
for you will be exactly the same one that Selena asked Forrest.  But you
knew that already, didn't you, Malcolm?  I don't want the answer now,
because you haven't lost yet.  So you have the final say on whether we
switch from truth or dare to forfeits.

   "If you're prepared to tell the truth, we'll continue this game and only
Forrest will have to do forfeits.  But if you're going to do the same thing
as Forrest, I'm warning you, that I'll make your forfeit harder, because we
gave you this chance to play by the rules."

   Malcolm took another swallow from his drink and spoke.  His voice was
raspy.  "Forfeits," he said.

   "Thanks for saving us some time," said Reba.

   "What is this all about?" said Forrest in a frightened voice.

   "That's a truth question, and we're no longer playing that game," said
Selena, "but I'll answer it anyway.  This is all about Cancun.  Yes, don't
look so confused.  It's about Cancun.

   "When we each celebrated our fourth anniversary, you told me and Malcolm
told Reba that we were all going together on a luxury vacation to Cancun to
celebrate our fifth anniversaries since they are just a month apart.  Reba
and I started planning last December, and we were putting together an
amazing trip for the four of us, and then both of you told us in May that
there wasn't enough money, and that since January your salaries had been
cut and the commission rate was frozen.

   "You told us that when you promised the trip, you didn't know about the
cuts and you hoped things would change during the year, but the economy was
still slow and there wasn't going to be enough money, so instead we were
going on a cheap cruise to Mexico.  You have no idea how upset we were, but
we didn't let on, because after all, it wasn't your fault, and we didn't
want to act like spoiled bitches.

   "I guess my sister noticed how low I was, because she kept asking if
everything was all right, and finally I broke down and told her how
disappointed we were.  She had a funny reaction.  She said that even though
she got Forrest the interview for the job, she didn't know how the sales
department operated, but she couldn't believe that they would pull
something like that on their two top salesmen.

   "She told me everyone in the company knew that you and Malcolm had
become friends because one of you usually finished first or second in each
sales competition, and she said that the company would be stupid to
de-motivate you that way and risk your leaving for a competitor.  She said
she'd check into it.

   "The next day, she called and said that it was all true, the lower base
salary and the frozen commissions, and she was sorry."

   "But the day afterward, she called, and she was very excited.  She told
me, she had mentioned to the executive she reports to that she heard about
the sales department policies and thought they might drive some of the top
performers out of the company.  That's when she learned about the bonuses.

   "When the cuts were made, she told me, the top producers each week
started getting large bonuses.  The idea was that the best salesmen would
win often enough that their income wouldn't be affected and might even
increase.  Only the weak salesmen would be affected by the cuts, and if
they left, that was all right.  She said she couldn't understand why you
and Malcolm hadn't won your share of the weekly competitions, but she would
do some more checking.

   "The day after that, her voice sounded strange when she called.  She
said that either Malcolm or you had won the competitions two out of every
three weeks since January.  When she asked why the money hadn't shown up on
their paychecks, she was told that was because both of you had requested
the bonuses in cash.

   "At first, Reba and I were relieved.  Since we pay all the bills and
keep track of the budgets, we figured you guys were planning a surprise. 
But one night when we went to the theater together, Reba mentioned that
Malcolm had to work late that night, and I said that by coincidence you
were working late, too.  That led to wondering if the late appointments
were helping you win the contests, because they seemed to happen three or
four times a month now for each of you.

   "When we talked about how often you had worked late, something was
funny. The first two nights we could think of, both of you had worked late.
When we got home, we looked at our calendars and then spoke on the phone.
We found out that every night you had worked late, Malcolm had also worked
late.  We decided that was an awfully big coincidence.

   "So the next time you called me to tell me you'd be late, I called Reba
and found out Malcolm was going to be late, too.  She stayed home, but I
went to your office, and then saw you both drive out of the building.  I
followed Malcolm to the Mares and Stallions club and saw you enter after he
did, and then I went home and called Reba.

   "The next time you both worked late, Reba and I were ready.  We had
talked to the gay couple who lives next door to Reba.  She and they had
become close friends, and they were glad to help us.  The men were our
dates, and we arrived at the Mares and Stallions early while you were still
at the office.  We found a dark corner with a good view of the entrance.  I
guess you go to the same club each time.  I understand the women there are
the most beautiful in the city and the club is the most expensive.

   "We saw you watching some of the pole dancing as women kept approaching
you, and then you each picked one and went upstairs.  We hired a couple of
the others to take us upstairs and give our dates lap dances while we
watched.  It turned out that wasn't an unusual request.  We paid them to
show us the dirtiest things they were allowed to do, and we were shocked.
It wasn't intercourse, but it was almost everything else.  We both realized
you were in nearby booths getting the same treatment.

   "So that's what this is all about, Forrest.  We can't have Cancun, but
we can have revenge.  This game was set up to humiliate and hurt you and
Malcolm at least as much as you've done to us.  Now it's time for your
first forfeit.  Malcolm is going to sit on the couch and be the customer,
and you're going to do a really sexy lap dance for him.  I paid one of the
girls at Mares and Stallions to show me all the different moves and tell me
what the men call each one, and I filmed her.  I've been watching the video
a lot to learn everything.  As I watched her, I was thinking each of you
might have been one of her customers.  So I will be instructing you on how
to move your body and what to do with your hands and mouth, Forrest.  We
even have some music cued up for you to dance to.  The only thing we have
to do first is put some makeup on you."

   "I'm not doing this," said Forrest.  He had finished his large drink and
was barely intelligible, but his words were emphatic.

   "Oh yes you are," said Selena.  "Those are the rules of the game, and
you are in no shape to violate them.  You need to sit there and don't move
while I apply the makeup.  I think I can make your face really look like a
woman, or at least a drag queen.  No don't try to get up."

   He tried anyway, and Selena slapped him hard across his face and easily
pushed him back down.  "I'm warning you," she said, starting to cry. 
"Slapping is only the beginning.  I'm prepared to spank you, too.  Yes, you
can see we have some bright lights turned on now and Reba is filming
everything.  I don't want to hurt you, just humiliate you, but if I have
to, I'll even twist your balls.  In the shape you're in, you can't stop me.
So sit still."

   After she did his makeup, she brought him to the couch and turned on the
music.  Then she began telling him what to do like an aerobics instructor,
except what he had to do was pleasure Malcolm.  Whenever he didn't follow
her instructions, she would smack him hard on the buttocks, and soon they
were bright red.  She didn't stop until he began making the moves she told
him to make.  Even then, it was difficult, because he was staggering and
falling, sometimes on Malcolm who shrank back from Forrest every time he
got near.

   After a while, Forrest stopped resisting and just followed instructions.
Despite both men being horrified, the rubbing and stroking by Forrest
seemed to give them huge erections.  "Look, Reba, they really like each
other," shouted Selena above the music.  Following Selena's instructions,
Forrest gradually excited Malcolm so much that it looked like he was about
to explode.  Selena turned off the music and led Forrest back to the table
while Reba led Malcolm back.

   "You really turned each other on," said Selena and the girls both
laughed.  "We have to be honest.  We put a lot of Viagra into each of those
large drinks.  Your whiskey is so strong you couldn't taste it.  You're
going to be aroused for a few hours.  The videos will be much more exciting
with your big things sticking out like that.  It should be really
humiliating."

   "We don't want to take advantage of you while you're both so drunk, so
from now on, we're not going to play poker hands.  You might make mistakes
playing your hands and think we're cheating.  So the game is going to be
even simpler.  Malcolm will shuffle, and Forrest will pick four cards and
give one to each of us face down.  We'll turn them over and the low card
loses.  If there's a tie, it will go by the suits, from spades to hearts to
diamonds to clubs."

   The next two hands were lost by Reba, and now she was as naked as the
others.  Then Selena lost.

   "Go ahead, Forrest, get your revenge," she said.  "What do I have to
do?"

   Malcolm was sitting next to Forrest staring at the women.  Forrest
didn't seem to know what to say.  Malcom leaned over and whispered into his
ear.  "No," said Forrest.  "Really?  Oh, I get it.  OK."

   He looked at the women for a second and then a strange grin came across
his face.  "OK, Selena," he said, talking slowly and laboriously, "your
forfeit is that you and Reba have to 69.  And you can't just do a couple of
licks.  You each have to make the other one come."

   Both women screamed, and Selena's hand shot out and slapped Forrest
across the face again.  But she didn't wipe his smile off.

   "You can't do that," she said.  "I could have made you dance until
Malcolm came all over you, but I stopped the music before that happened.  I
was expecting something pretty bad from you, like making me give him a lap
dance and letting him come on my face.  That would be totally degrading,
but I'd force myself to do it.  In fact, I'll do anything else you tell me
to do, but you can't make me have sex with Reba.  That's not in the rules."

   "There's nothing in the rules that says I can't ask for that," he said.
"But wait, did you just tell me you'd be willing to do anything else?"

   "Don't answer that, Selena" Reba screamed.  "I need to talk to you in
the kitchen right now."

   "Wait!" said Forrest.  "You don't have to do what I just said.  You
already humiliated Malcolm and me.  If you want to end the game right now,
we are fine with that, right Malcolm?"

   "Right," he said.  "You wouldn't need to do your forfeit, Selena."

   "We're going in the kitchen right now, Selena," yelled Reba as she got
up quickly and almost dragged her friend away.  The men heard the sounds of
arguing through the closed door, and then things got quiet.  When the women
came back, their faces were hard with anger.

   "I'm sorry for slapping you just now, Forrest," said Selena through
gritted teeth.  "I apologize and hope you'll forgive me.  It seems you and
Malcolm came up with that forfeit because you want to end the game.  Well,
Reba and I talked it over, and we don't think we've paid you back enough
yet for screwing up Cancun.  So we want to keep playing.

   "Since you are involving both of us in this forfeit, you've changed the
game.  Now it's teams.  Reba and I are going to do what you guys want, and
you are going to do what we want the next time we win.

   "We are going through four more hands after Reba and I finish doing our
forfeit.  At the end of the fourth hand and the fourth forfeit, one of
three things will happen.  If you guys want to stop, you will have a
different kind of forfeit.  Your forfeit will be that you will both have to
work extra hard the rest of the year, because you are taking us to Cancun.

   "If we want to stop, then we'll go on the cheap Mexican cruise with you
and never bring up the lap dances again -- that is, unless we find out that
you ever go back to Mares and Stallions or any other club like that.  That
will show us that you really don't respect our marriages and we might as
well see a lawyer.

   "If both sides are willing to go on after four more forfeits, then we'll
continue playing until one side gives up.  Any questions?"

   "Forget it, Selena," said Forrest.  "Let's just stop while you're ahead.
This is stupid."

   "Don't talk to me about stupid, Forrest," she said.  "Reba, let's do
this on the big couch here.  I'm going to get a sheet to put over it.  Do
you prefer the top or the bottom?  Don't be afraid.  We're going to laugh
about this in Cancun.  OK, you want the bottom.  Don't cry or you're going
to make me cry, too.

   "No, don't look at them.  Yes, the pigs are filming us.  I can imagine
their eyes are bugging out of their heads.  OK, I'll start.  I'm sorry I
made you jump like that when I licked you.  Just relax and let's get this
over with.  Tell me when you're ready for me to lower my vagina. 
Meanwhile, I'll just pleasure you like this.  OK, sure you're ready?  Now I
feel your mouth pushed against my vagina.  It's closed, but that's fine. 
Maybe you can just rub your closed mouth on me and make me come.  Whatever
you want to do is OK.  I know you're a lot more scared than I am.

   "You're opening up to me, Reba.  You know, you're beautiful down there,
too.  You really are.  I don't mind doing this as much as I thought I
would. I thought it would be disgusting, but even though it's still
humiliating having the men watch us, I feel kind of excited.  Oooooh.  That
was your tongue, wasn't it?  Oh my god!  That feels so good, Reba.  I
wasn't sure you could make me come, but now I know you will.  What are you
doing in there with your beautiful tongue?  It's not fair.  I'm getting all
the pleasure.  OK, I'm going to shut up now and try to do what you're
doing. Omigod what did you do there?  What's happening to me?"

   It took less than 10 minutes for both women to begin moving wildly and
uncontrollably.  When they stopped, Selena got off of Reba and leaned over
her and kissed her hard, sticking her tongue down Reba's throat as far as
she could.  When she broke the kiss, she said, "Please, don't say
anything."

   The women returned to the table.  Their faces were red, and so were the
men's.  Selena inspected the men thoroughly.  "Good," she said, "you didn't
come.  Time to play."

   Two cards were turned over, and the men lost.  "We already decided on
your forfeits," said Reba.  "This one is to have Malcolm give Forrest a
blow job and swallow his come."

   The men didn't act surprised.  "We talked it over while you were doing
each other on the couch," said Forrest in a voice that sounded meek.  "We
give up.  We'll do whatever it takes so we can all go to Cancun.  So the
game is over."

   "You weren't listening, Forrest," said Selena.  "You can agree to that
after the next three forfeits, whether you win them or we do.  But we need
to watch you two do this, and then we have three more chances to humiliate
you after that."

   "Well, we're not going to do it, and you can't make us," said Malcolm.

   "That's what you think," said Reba.  "You may not cooperate, but all the
booze and Viagra you swallowed are going to help us.  Give me a hand with
Malcolm, Selena.  I have an idea.  Let's get him stretched out on the
floor. If he doesn't lie still, I'll bounce on his stomach a few times
until he's quiet."

   After much struggling, they had Malcolm lying on his back on the floor.
Forrest watched them from the couch, swaying drunkenly from side to side.
When they came for him, he went limp, and they had a hard time getting him
into position.  They were breathing hard by the time they moved him on top
of Malcolm so the two men were facing and then dragged him up Malcolm's
body until Forrest's hard penis was by Malcolm's mouth.

   They put some pillows under Malcolm's head to lift it up, and now the
hard penis was pushing against his lips.  They pinched Malcolm's nostrils
shut until he had to open his mouth, and Forrest's penis jumped into it. 
Malcolm's frightened eyes were darting in all directions.

   "OK, what now?" said Selena.  "We have them in position, but how are we
going to make Malcolm suck and Forrest push in and out to get this
happening?"

   "I don't know" said Reba.  "We could squeeze their balls or start
slapping and spanking them, but I don't want to hurt them or give them an
opening to hurt us.  Let me think about this."

   "What's that?" said Selena, and both the women turned around and looked
at the men.  They saw that Malcolm was screaming but the sound was muffled.
While they had looked away to discuss strategy, Forrest had managed to get
his penis out of Malcolm's mouth, but the effort exhausted him, and as he
was trying to get up, he slid down onto Malcolm's face.

   "No you don't," said Reba, and Selena put Forrest back in position. 
This time Malcolm opened his mouth without being forced.

   "What do you think Malcolm was screaming about?" said Reba.

   "I think it was because when Forrest slid on top of him, Forrest's ass
was on top of his mouth," said Selena.  "That would make me scream, too."

   "I have an idea," said Reba.  "Follow me to the bathroom."

   The women left.  When they came back, the men hadn't moved.

   "OK, guys," said Reba.  "We talked this over.  Depending on what Malcolm
chooses, we can end this right now.  We told you what the forfeit was, but
both of you are not playing by the rules, and we're finding it difficult to
make the forfeit happen.

   "So if Malcolm won't agree to give Forrest a blowjob, we've got another
forfeit that we know will work.  See these boxes.  A couple of years ago, I
had a scare, and I had to have a doctor do an exam that required me to have
an enema before I went in.  When I went to the drugstore, I saw the enema
kits were on sale for half-price, so I bought a half-dozen.  I don't know
why, because I've never used one again.  So here they are.

   "How this will work is we're going to use this syringe type thing to
squeeze all of the prep solution from one of the kits into Forrest, and
then we're going to move him over to where he was just a minute ago, with
his anus right on top of your mouth, Malcolm.  Then we're going to put the
nose clip I use when I go swimming on your nose, so you won't be able to
breathe through it.  I'll hold Forrest to make sure he doesn't move, and
Selena will be filming.

   "You'll keep your mouth shut as long as possible, but because of the
nose clip, you'll eventually have to open it and try to breathe around
Forrest's anus.  Meanwhile, Forrest will try to hold back, but eventually
the chemical will make his anus start spasming and releasing everything
inside him into your mouth.  You'll have to swallow fast to keep from
drowning in the filthy stuff.  I'll take off your nose clip then, and the
stuff will probably go up your nose, too.  The smell and taste will be
horrible.  We can't think of anything more degrading for Malcolm than
watching Forrest do this to him and being unable to stop him.  And Forrest
will be almost as humiliated because he won't be able to control himself as
he does this to his friend.

   "We agree that this is pretty extreme, so the game will be over, and we
will clean both of you up, and Forrest and Selena will go home.  We know
you guys will have a hard time ever looking at each other after this, and
the four of us may never get together again, and we know you will hate us
for what we did, but we hope that maybe some marriage counseling will help
us get past this.  We'll forget about the trip to Cancun and the cheap
cruise, too.

   "So it's your call, Malcolm.  Tell us if you agree to cooperate, or
you'd rather have Forrest's ass spewing into your mouth."

   The room was so still you could have heard a pin drop.  Both men and
women seemed to be holding their breath.  Reba broke the silence.  "OK,
Selena, I guess Malcolm prefers it this way.  I see Forrest is trying to
move.  Hold him as still as you can while I inject the enema solution."

   "No!" screamed Malcolm.

   Reba paused.  "That's not good enough, Malcolm," she said.  "You have to
tell us what your decision is."

   "I'll do it," he said, and he broke down crying.

   "Thank God!" said Reba.  "You have to believe me, Malcolm.  I really
didn't want to do this.  I'm so thankful you agreed."

   "So am I," said Selena.  "Now let's get this finished.  Help me get
Forrest off of Malcolm and sitting on the couch, Reba."

   Forrest had trouble sitting straight because he was so far gone.  Reba
sat down next to him and tried to steady him.

   "OK, Malcolm, I've moved this thick throw rug over by the couch.  I want
you to kneel on it between Forrest's legs." Malcolm followed her
instructions.  He also had trouble moving, but finally he was in position.
His eyes were wide and he was trembling with fear.

   "To make this easier, Macolm, all you have to do is just take it in your
mouth as far as you can and begin sucking.  Keep your hands on the floor
and just use your head.  We want to see a lot of Forrest's thing inside
you, but you don't have to deep throat.  And you don't have to move your
head.  We'll take care of that.  All you have to do is suck as hard as you
can.  Got it?

   "There, that's it.  You've got plenty of it in your mouth and the Viagra
is helping you because it got hard right away.  Now start sucking.  Don't
be afraid.  We've done this for you guys many times.  It's not fun, but it
isn't the end of the world.  OK, lift your head up and let the penis come
out until you've finished gagging.  That's it.  Calm down.  OK, now take it
in your mouth again.  Fine.  Now start sucking.

   "We're waiting, Malcolm, If you've decided to stop cooperating, we're
going back to the other plan, and this time, we'll finish it.  That's good.
Suck harder.  I want to see those cheeks caving in.  Good.  Now just keep
sucking.  You know what to do now, Reba."

   Reba leaned over and took one of Forrest's hands in each of hers and
placed them around Malcolm's head.  Then with her hands over Forrest's she
forced him to hold Malcolm's head and began moving it up and down on
Forrest's swollen penis.  Malcolm began making gagging sounds again, but
after a while, he stopped.

   "That looks great," said Selena.  "Just hold his head loosely and move
it slowly, Forrest.  Don't speed up.  We want to see you enjoy Malcolm's
mouth sucking you and moving up and down on you.  Reba will guide your
hands into the rhythm and then once the movement is smooth, she'll take her
hands away.  But you just keep holding Malcolm's head gently and guide it
up and down on you like you're doing now.  There, now Reba is going to move
away so she can watch her husband blowing you.

   "Now tousle Malcolm's hair a little, Forrest.  Come on.  You need to
cooperate, or you know what we'll do.  Just run your fingers through his
hair affectionately as you are guiding him.  That's the way.  This is going
to look so good on the video, the way you two are doing this together so
affectionately, like you've been lovers for years.

   "Oh, I see you're starting to get a little overstimulated, Forrest. 
Don't lose control.  Just keep Malcolm's head moving slowly on you as he
sucks.  OK, if you want, you can increase the pace just a little.

   "I think you're starting to get out of control, Forrest.  It looks like
you've tightened your grip and are moving Malcolm's head much faster.  I
think Malcolm realizes you are about to come because he's trying to get
free of your hands, but now you've got a strong hold on his head and you
won't let him go.

   "Wow!  You are really moving his head fast now.  I don't think it will
be long.  There, that sound from Malcolm said it all.  You're filling his
mouth, and we can see some if it leaking out the side.  And it looks like
some of it went up his nose, too, because it's coming out his nostrils. 
You really had a big load, didn't you?  And you're still going and haven't
let Malcolm's head stop moving.  I see he's stopped sucking, but that's OK,
because he's got to concentrate on swallowing your stuff to keep from
drowning in it.

   "OK, you're starting to breathe normally again, Forrest.  You can let
Malcolm's head go, and hand it to Reba, who's kneeling next to him now. 
See how she's grasping it firmly and looking into Malcolm's eyes as she
quickly pulls his head back and down into her lap.  Because his chin is
high in the air, he has to swallow everything left in his mouth.  We hear
the gulps in between his sobs.  He's really crying hard now.  There, I
think he got everything's down.  We're finished.

   "Let's all rest up now before we turn the next cards over."

   When the two cards were turned over, the women had won again.  "This
time, the two of you are going all the way." said Reba, "and since Malcolm
was on the receiving end last time, he will be the one putting his thing
into Forrest this time.

   "Forrest, you're trying to get away, but don't bother.  You can barely
move, so I'm having no trouble pulling you down onto the rug.  You're on
your back, so I'll bounce on your stomach a few times like this until
you've got no wind and are helpless.  There, I think that should do it. 
Now help me roll Forrest over, Reba.

   "Good.  He's on his stomach.  This will be a lot easier than last time.
OK, help me push these pillows under his stomach.  One more.  There.  He
looks great with his butt high in the air like that.  Now, I'm going to
push this thick lube into him with a couple of fingers.  I'm pushing a lot
in there, Forrest, because we don't want you to be hurt.  You're really
squirming, Forrest, and I'm only using two fingers.  Malcolm is much bigger
than my skinny fingers.

   "There, that should be plenty of lube.  Now let's get Malcolm over here.
Help me drape him over Forrest.  That's it.  OK, let's step back and take a
look.  It's looking good so far.

   "OK, Reba, reach down and start stroking your husband.  There, it didn't
take long for that big thing to get hard as a rock.  Now let's lift Malcolm
and move him until we've got it pushing up against Forrest's anus.  Forrest
can't move because of the pillows and Malcolm's weight on top of him, so it
shouldn't be hard.

   "That's it.  We've got it right at the bullseye.  It's pushing hard, but
Forrest has tightened his anal muscles and won't welcome it.  We need
Malcolm to make a big push to get in.  That's the way, Reba.  Push his
buttocks.  That's increasing the pressure, but it's still not enough.  What
are you saying?  Did you say, 'Watch!" OK, I'll watch.

   "Whoa.  What was that?  What a scream out of Forrest!  Malcolm really
slammed into him, and he couldn't stop that huge penis from bursting
through.  What did you do?  Oh, you just stuck a finger up Malcolm's ass,
and he went crazy.  You have to tell me about that later.  I wonder if
Forrest would respond the same way.  That was wild.

   "OK, now that Malcolm is in, just keep pushing his butt.  He's gliding
into Forrest on all the lube.  Push until he's all the way to his balls. 
Yes, do it slowly, like that, while I film Forrest's facial expressions. 
Do you hear his screaming?  Wait until you see what he looks like on the
video.

   "Now that he's all the way in, grab Malcolm's waist and pull him back a
little, yes, like that.  Now push in again.  Good.  Now pull back a little
further.  Now push all the way in again.  Keep going like that, and let's
see what happens."

   After about five minutes of Reba's pushing and pulling, she said, "He's
starting to move with me.  I don't have to work so hard anymore.  That's
it, Malcolm.  The Viagra is telling your body you need to do this.  You
haven't had a release yet, and you really need one.  That's it, keep on
working with me like that.  OK, I'm letting go of you now.  Let's see if
you can do it by yourself.  Yes, you can.  That's the way.  Grab Forrest by
the hips and go to town.  He's really feeling it now.  He's puffing and
groaning, and now I see what you were talking about, Selena.  He's making
amazing facial expressions.  His face is twisted, and his screams are like
he's in some horror movie.  I guess he really is because he's the star of
this video."

   "Oh no!  You came too fast, Malcolm.  We wanted to see more.  But I
guess you were just too stimulated.  Yes, that's OK.  Fall over on top of
him and rest.  We're filming your penis getting soft and coming out of
Forrest's anus, along with a lot of your come.  Your forfeit is finished,
and you've done a great job.  We'll rest a few minutes.  Only two forfeits
to go."

   When it came time to turn over the cards, the men wouldn't turn theirs
over.  They pleaded with their wives to end the game, but the women said
they wouldn't agree until two more forfeits were done.  Finally, the women
turned over the men's card as the men yelled "No!" and then the women
laughed.

   "You guys won," said Selena.  "What disgusting thing are you going to
make us do now?"

   "Don't say anything," yelled Malcolm to Forrest.  "We want to stop right
now and give them Cancun."

   "That's not going to happen," said Reba.  "We still get one more chance
after this, no matter what you decide to do."

   Forrest's face was dark.  "You have no idea how my ass hurts, Malcolm.
And inside, I feel like you tore up my guts.  What about making them fist
each other?  That should give them some idea of what it feels like."

   "No, shut up, Forrest," said Malcolm.  "Let's give them something easy
and get this over with."

   "Just a minute," said Selena.  "I think Forrest just asked for a
forfeit, and we have the right to accept it.  But I don't understand what
he's talking about."

   "He said 'fisting each other,'" said Reba.  "What does that mean?"

   The men were silent.

   "Stay here, and I'll look it up," said Reba.  It was 10 minutes before
she returned, and her face was white.  "Let's go into the kitchen, Selena,"
she said.

   Their discussion was hushed and didn't last long before they returned.
"I think you guys just made a big mistake," said Selena.  "We had no idea
women put their hands inside other women's vaginas.  But when Reba saw some
of the videos, she also saw there were videos of women putting their hands
inside of men's anuses, and she said there were even some videos with women
putting both hands in and others where the women got their arms in up to
their shoulders, and one where the woman managed to get both arms in that
far.

   "We're going to do this painful and disgusting forfeit that you asked
for, but you've given us a lot more things to think about if we win the
last forfeit.  So while you're enjoying our agony and mortification now, I
hope you'll also be thinking about what we might be able to do to you."

   "What did I tell you," said Malcolm to Forrest.  "Please take it back."

   "Too late," said Reba.  "I guess we'll do this on the rug, Selena. 
Let's use lots of lube and be as careful as we can.  Let me know whenever
you want me to stop."

   It took the women 20 minutes of hysterical screaming and sobbing to each
get one hand all the way into the other's vagina, and although they tried
to be slow and careful, pulling the hands out hurt even more.  They lay on
the carpet exhausted and crying for a few minutes.  Then they embraced and
kissed and dried their tears with some tissues.

   "OK, this is the last hand," said Selena.  "I'm calling it that even
though we're just turning cards over, because I'm sure that whoever loses
is going to be doing something that involves hands, and I'm also sure that
those hands are going to be involved with anuses.  Isn't that right,
Forrest and Malcolm?"

   The two men had been talking quietly while they were watching the women
torture each other, and now both of them began speaking loud and fast. 
They were pleading and begging and asking for forgiveness.  Their eyes were
wild, and their voices were desperate.  The women let them talk until they
heard them say that if their wives really loved them, they would stop the
game now.

   When they stopped for a moment to catch their breaths, Selena said, "OK,
stop.  Reba and I are going into the kitchen now to talk this over."

   This conference lasted nearly 10 minutes.  When they came back, both
women were smiling.  "You convinced us you were sincere," said Selena, "but
we know you are good at lying, too.  So we are going to stop the game now
--"

   Both men gave out a big yell.  "Thank you," said Forrest.  "We really
mean what we said."

   "Not so fast," said Selena.  "I didn't finish.  I said we are going to
stop the game now, but there are conditions.  We're not going to ask for
everything you offered, but we do have some demands.  Maybe after you hear
them, you'll change your mind and we'll turn over the last card.

   "First of all, on Monday, you'll tell HR to begin adding any bonuses you
get onto your paychecks, so we will see them.  Reba and I will pool the
money for the trip.

   "Secondly, when Reba and I are booking the reservations for Cancun,
we're going to upgrade everything, including making the flights first
class. It's going to take a lot more money, but we talked to your boss
already, and he said that if you booked more evening and weekend
appointments, you would not only get more commissions, but one of you would
probably win the bonus every week.  That extra money should cover
everything.  Your boss said he had no problem with you working seven days a
week and as many evenings as you wanted to.  For our part, we promise to
show you our appreciation for working so hard when you come to bed."

   "A lot of good that will do us," said Malcolm with bitterness in his
voice.  "We'll be so exhausted that we won't have the energy to do
anything."

   "You're probably right," said Selena.  "And when you come home late,
we'll probably be asleep, and since we also go to work in the morning, you
aren't going to wake us."

   "While you are working late, we're going to be busy, too.  We're going
to edit all the videos from tonight and give you a copy of the final
production.  You probably won't want to watch the parts that involve the
two of you, but we noticed that the things you made us do really got you
aroused.  So when you come home exhausted and horny, you can put the disk
in your computers and whack yourselves off while you watch Reba and me. 
That may be the only sex you get until Cancun.

   "Reba, don't say anything now.  I didn't talk to her about about this
next part, but I'm not ashamed to say it in front of everyone.  Because of
what happened between Reba and me earlier, my mind has opened up to some
things I would have never imagined before tonight.  Like, the idea of her
and me making more videos for our husbands to watch while they whack off
excites me enormously.  Not the ugly painful stuff we did just now, but
earlier -- well, you know.  Right now, Reba, I just want you to think about
it.  If my idea is disgusting to you, forget it.  But if you decide to give
it a try, we'll take our time and do it right.

   "As for tonight, we aren't done.  Each couple will go to a bedroom and
leave the door open like we talked about before.  The Viagra will keep you
aroused for at least three more hours, and we intend to make use of the
time.  First, we're going to have sex.  Since you are both not able to move
much, we're going to ride you and see how many times we can all come until
everyone is sore.

   "But when we've had enough and get off of you, you'll still be hard, and
you're not going to get any rest.  We're going to use our hands and lube to
keep you going until the Viagra wears off.  By that time, your penises are
going to be red and raw and maybe even bleeding a little, but you'll still
be coming.  We want you to remember tonight.

   "There's one more thing.  At one point, Reba and I will switch bedrooms,
and each of us will fist the other's husband.  The reason we're switching
is we might hesitate on our own husband, but I'm not going to worry about
how angry Malcolm gets, and Reba won't worry about Forrest.

   "Wait," said Malcolm.  "You promised us the game was over."

   "Yes," said Selena, "it is over.  We are giving up a chance to win the
final forfeit.  If you'd rather, we can still turn over the cards.  You
might win.  But if we win, each of you will be fisting the other.  We'll
find a way to force you.  You've got much larger hands than we do, and you
are drunk.  If you make a mistake, you could tear something, and then we'd
have to take you to the emergency room for stitches.  That could hurt for a
long time.

   "Our hands are much smaller than yours -- even both of them together are
smaller than one of yours.  And because you gave up, we'll only push one of
our hands in up to our wrist, and we won't go in and out like we saw in the
videos.  We aren't drunk, so we will be especially careful to avoid any
tearing.  Think it over.  Which do you prefer?

   "Reba and I are both sorry it's come to this.  When we planned this
evening, we were thinking about much different kinds of embarrassment, like
the makeup and the lap dance or shaving all the hair off your bodies or
making each of you put on women's lingerie and then beating off in front of
the camera until you came.  After your humiliation, we were going to go to
bed and make it up to you.  We were confident you would find a way to make
Cancun happen without our mentioning it again.

   "We never intended for the men to do anything together after the lap
dance.  Once you guys began escalating things, this got out of hand and
went to some disturbing places.  If we had it to do over again, we would
have found a different way to work out our anger over Cancun.  I guess we
were so upset that we couldn't think straight.  But it's too late for
regrets now.  Things have changed for all of us tonight.

   "We know you'll be exhausted from all the extra work by the time we
leave for vacation, but we'll be in Cancun almost two weeks, so we'll plan
spa stuff, facials, manicures and pedicures the first couple of days while
you guys catch up on your rest.  After that, we promise to give you all the
things we can't while you are working so hard.  And each couple will be on
its own.  Our rooms are even going to be on different floors.  By the time
we leave Cancun, we want you both to be exhausted again, but this time with
smiles on your faces."
   

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