Double Life ---Part 5
by Headhunter


The three business men clapped and cheered. Jones began giving 
Jennifer instructions on how to move and disply her naked body, like 
he had with the Security Chief. She was ordered to do kneebends, 
fondle her own breasts, spread her now very wet cunt lips with her 
bright red fingernails, bend over with her ass towards the men, pull 
her cheeks apart exposing both her pussy and asshole.

Finally, she was told to lay on her back across the desk and finger 
herself to an orgasm. "Gentlemen," announced Jones, "you see how sexy 
our American sluts are, now you will see how hard they cum, even when 
giving themselves pleasure. This wife is very uninhibited, she likes 
to play with her fucky fucky hole and show everyone how good it 
feels." Jennifer was beside herself with lust, the three sets of eyes 
that devoured every inch of her body now inflamed her rather than 
inhibited her. She spun on the desk to give the men the best view and 
spread her legs as wide as possible. Running her hands down her body, 
she shook her own breasts hard to make them jump, then her fingers 
drove across her stomach to her clit. Strumming the little bud with 
one hand, the fingers of her other hand wormed their way into her now 
dripping love hole.

Soon she was writhing and bucking uncontolably on the desk top. As 
her self administered orgasm hit, her hips jerked up off the desk and 
she humped at the air as if an invisible lover was fucking her. As 
the orgasm subsided the men began to talk quietly. "You have im- 
pressed us with your control of your employees. We are sure that a 
man like you will be good for business, we will sign that contract 
now," stated Mr. Lee. Ready for the deal Jones pulled a contact from 
his pocket. He glanced around the office, Jen was stilled draped over 
his diesk breathing hard and drops of cunt juice were splattered all 
over the desk. Finally, Jones just shrugged his sholders and spread 
the contract out across Jennifer's beautiful naked body. "Stay still, 
Jen, " Jones laughed, "We still have business to conduct using that 
sweet body of yours." The Japanese businessmen stepped forwards and 
began signing the various lines on the contract. Using Jennifer as 
the writing surface. While one would sign the other would fondle the 
parts of Jennifer that became exposed as the paper was moved. Jones 
also signed and fondled. When the contact was complete Jennifer was 
becomming aroused again from all of the attention. Mr. Haki held 
Jones' pen after the last signature. "Your pen?" he asked. "Put it 
into my new desk set", replied Jones, pointing towards Jennifer. Haki 
replaced the cap on the thick executive pen, moved to Jennifers legs 
and easily inserted it into her wet and gaping snatch.

The three men laughed, shook hands and and began to leave the office. 
At the door they turned and looked at the desk, Jennifer was slowly 
stroking the pen in and out of herself, oblivious to anything else. 
Lee said, "Yes! American housewife sluts love sex and love to be 
used." The three men exited the office together leaving Jennifer in 
the middle of yet another orgasm.

The next day Jennifer was told to come to Mr. Jones home later in the 
week, she was also told to buy some clothes like hookers wore and to 
get some cheap jewlery and ear piercings.

At home Jenifer all but ignored her family and at her office she was 
unable to concentrate on getting her regular work done. Her mind was 
becoming obsessed with sex. At night, after her family was asleep, 
she would lock herself in the bathroom, fondle her breasts, finger 
her asshole and masterbate for hours on end. Most of the time her 
solo-sex sessions were done while looking in the mirror to see how 
she must look to others. She realized that she looked damn good and 
that men would like what they saw.

On the day that Jennifer was to go to Mr. Jones house, the Security 
Chief came to her desk. He didn't say a word. Instead he picked up 
the picture of Jen's family from her desk. Looked at it for a minute, 
then removed it from the frame. He put another picture in the frame 
and set it back on her desk. Now staring back at Jennifer was a 3x5 
color picture, obviously taken by Jones. It clearly showed Jennifer 
leaning against a desk, completely naked. It was a close up, so you 
couldn't tell where she was, but you could see her red nipples and 
shaved pussy. "Leave this on your desk for everyone to enjoy, Mrs. 
Frost," said the Chief. "You sure got a nice body, for a mother of 
two." As he walked away he crumpled the family photo in his hand and 
deliberately tossed it into a trash can.

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So here she was, Jennifer thought to herself, in this room full of 
men. There were some familiar faces staring expectantly at her in 
this room. That made it even worse, or maybe it made it better. It 
would all finally be in the open. Actually she would all be in the 
open, she wanted to do it, she wanted to display herself, to do what 
these men wanted. To turn her back on what was good and decent in her 
life, in favor of being debased.

Jen was lead to the center of the room by Jones. "I told Mrs. Frost 
to dress like a cheap whore tonight, don't you guys think she did a 
good job?" Cheers went up from the men at the party. "Most of you 
know Jennifer from work or from the community, and I have promised 
that you won't tell anyone about her show tonight, OK?' Laughter 
erupted from the men. "OK Jen, up on the coffee table her and lets 
get started." Jennifer looked around the room, music started playing 
and men started clapping and cheering. She was the center of 
attention. All of these men were here to see her, to make her do 
things, make her do bad things. A thrill of excitment ran up her 
spine.

Jennifer stepped up onto the table, men started chanting, "Take it 
off! Take it off!" Jennifer had never done a strip-tease before and 
didn't know what to do. She tried to sway to the music, but the men 
became more insistent in their calls for "skin, skin, skin." 
Impatient with Jennifer's uncertain dancing, the Security Chief 
stepped forward, grabbed the pinned hem of Jen's short skirt, and 
ripped the material away from her body. The dress tore and Jen was 
pulled off balance. As she tumbled, a multiture of male hands and 
arms grabbed her. She was lifted high above the converging, lust 
crazed crowd. She found herself body- surfing like kids do at rock 
concerts. She also felt hands grabbing her everywhere. She was 
helpless, and the unruly mob of men began ripping all of the clothes 
from her body. Jenninfer was helpless and at their mercy. In moments 
jennifer was completely nude. She had a fleting concern about her 
clothes, they were destryed. How could she go home when t his "party" 
was over? How could she explian it to her family? But the dozens of 
hands soon made her forget. She was flipped over face down and held 
near the ceiling by the mob. Hands grasped her tits and stretched 
them towards the floor. Her legs were forced apart and fingers probed 
the juncture between her legs. She lost all thoughts except the 
feeling of the grabbing, pinching, groping hands.

"God Damn it," a male voice called out from below. "Her cunt is 
juicing so much that its dripping on me." Jones said, "Put her back 
on the table and lets she what she can do with some dildos." Jennifer 
felt herself being lowered. Hands lingered on her tits and ass, as 
she found her balance on the coffee table. The men backed away and 
Jones stepped forward holding a number of flesh colored plastic 
penises.

Jones handed her a six inch plastic phallus and said, "lay back and 
fuck yourself with this Jennfer." She looked at the tight circle of 
male faces that surrounded her, took the fake cock and began rubbing 
it up and down her wet slit. In moments it half of it disappeared 
into her. it was like it had a will of its own. Jennifer was so wet 
that it actually slid all the way into her, and she lost her grip. 
"Damn, did you see that! What a hot box! The thing disappeared inside 
her man!" was the chourus of exclamation from the audience. "Well 
Jennifer, it looks like you need something bigger," siad Jones with a 
note of triumph in his voice. "Stick this up that bald pussy of 
yours!" He handed her a 10 inch flexible dildo with rubber balls 
attached to the base. Jennifer dug the normal sized fake cock out of 
her pussy and replaced it with the larger model. holding the balls 
she layed back and began to stroke the fuck tube in and out of 
herself with a steady rythum. "Look at that. She sure can take a 
cock. I wish that was me in there!" was the new chorus.

Some of the men behind Jennifer couldn't see the cock disappearing 
and re-appearing. They couldn't see how Jennifer's now red and 
engourged pussy lips stretched to acommadate the wide girth. They 
couldn't see how the plastic tube glistened with wetness. Jones siad, 
"Jennifer some of your fans can't see your slut act very well. Take 
that out and stand up a minute. Jennifer complied but immediatly 
missed the fullness in her belly. Jones took the last dildo a 13 inch 
monster, thick as a drink can, with a suction cup base, and attached 
the suction cup to the table top. He said, "squat down on this, then 
everybody will be able to see what a horny, cock hungry housewife you 
really are."

Jennifer looked down and her eyes widened. But she gamely squatted 
and began to rub the life-like cock head between her labia. The head 
slipped into her very easily. "Do you think she can take it all? Man, 
her cunt will be the size of Grand Canyon when she is done with that 
thing! Shit, look at it going into her!" were the exclamations. 
Jennifer lowered hersef further. She could feel herslef stretching 
and there was some discomfort. She paused. "You got two babies out of 
that hole, take it all Jen", yelled Jones over the cheers of the men. 
Jen began lowering her self again. Half-way, three quarters of the 
way, finally her buttocks came in contact with the table top, it was 
all the inside of her. The men fell silent in disbelief. Then Jen 
slowly began to lift and lower herself. The room erupted in male 
cheers. "Go, Go Go, Jen, Jen Jen, Go Jen, Go Jen, Go Jen GO!" After a 
minute Jennifer had loosened up enough that she was able to move very 
quickly up and down. "Hold me I'm cumming," she screamed. Arms 
reached forward and supported her. The suction cup came loose and 
jennifer flopped onto the table. Dildo burried deep. Her body began 
thrashing about uncontrollably. After she recovered, Jones said, "hey 
Mrs. Frost since you like to fuck furniture, why don't you go for 
something bigger, like the dining room table? He snatched the dildo 
from her pussy. It make a loud sucking sound as it popped loose. 
Jones led the men, once again carrying and groping Jennifer to the 
dining room. He stuck the dildo onto the center of the table. The men 
dropped her on the table next to it. Jennifer eagerly began to fuck 
the dining room table. Flashbulbs began going off and the sound of a 
video camera could be heard. After a few minutes someone yelled, "How 
about the refigerator?" Jennifer was carried to the kitchen, and the 
dildo was stuck on the door . This time Jennifer bent over and backed 
herself onto the huge sextoy. Laughter erupted when as she began to 
thrust, the refigerator door opened and closed. One man laughed, 
"I'll help this Frostfree GE, get some pussy." He held the door shut 
so Jennifer could get a stroking rythum going. "How about the TV?"

She was carried back to the living room. The dildo attached to the 
screen at the right height. This time as she backed towards the 
plastic member, the Security Chief slipped between her and the TV 
knocked the dildo away and with out Jennifer realizing it dropped his 
pants. As Jennifer backed up the Chief smiled as her stretched pussy 
engulfed his rigid cock. As impressive as the Chief's member was, 
Jennifer knew something was different. But it was too late. The Chief 
grabbed her hips. As she tried to pull away he danced across the room 
holding her tight. He was so aroused that this simple movement led to 
him dumping a huge load of cum into Mrs. Jennifer Frost.

Jennifer realized what had happened. Up until now she had at least 
been able to rationalize her behavior by the fact that she hadn't 
really been unfaithful to her husband. She hadn't actually fucked 
anyone else. Now she really was an unfaithful slut. Once the men at 
the party saw the Chief screw Jennifer, they weren't to be denied 
their opportunity. The Gang-bang had started.
