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'Stand-In' Wife | richardspam | 20

 

Noticing it was 9:45 already, Amy and I get up and move around the room, towards the door. TJ stops us, and wraps his arm around Amy.

"You put all these girls to shame", as he ran his hand across her rack, "you should dance a little."

"We need to get back to our room. I expect a phone call, and I don't want to miss it. This is a nice party. I am sorry to have to leave before it gets out of control", Amy tells TJ.

"Come back when you can. This party will be going on for awhile", TJ said, somewhat dejectedly.

When we get outside, and walk to our room, I tell Amy, "You lied to him. Your punishment will be a hard fucking, and there may be consequences. Maybe next time, you will think about your actions, girl."

Amy says, "If you think it's right, I will accept the punishment."

We push our way into our room, and I unzip Amy's dress. She steps out of it, leaving her in her skimpy bra and panties. She tells me she has to find the right outfit, and looks through her stuff. She finally finds a dress shirt and slacks.

The phone rings at 10:05, and Amy picks it up. She talks for a couple of minutes, and hangs up.

"He will be up in about 10 minutes. He has to take the back stairs. I guess it would be bad if he got caught banging a guest", she tells me.

I opened the door when I heard the knock. I think Paul was surprised to see me there. He was going to walk away, until I asked if he was looking for Amy. I told him to come on in. He carried his duffle bag in, asking if he could change later, since he was going out later. I think Amy did not explain her plan, as it would take a good part of the night.

Amy walked around the corner, looking good to Paul. Amy asked what was in the bag. Paul said I said he could bring it in. Amy asked again what was in there, and he told her it was just some odd clothes, t-shirts and such.

She opened the bag, and pulled out a faded Rolling Stones t-shirt. Amy asked Paul if she could wear it. He said it wouldn't fit. She asked if he thought she was too fat. He quickly replied that it would not stretch across her chest. She took it, and walked around the corner. We saw her throw the shirt onto the bed, then she walked back, and Paul was right. The shirt was barely staying together. She had also changed into shorts, which showed her ass.

Amy took scissors, and sliced the center of the neck. The rip stopped just short of her bra, showing impressive cleavage. Then she cut the bottom off above her bellybutton. My cock got rock hard immediately.

Amy walked over, and grabbed Paul's bulge. It was obvious he liked what he saw.

Amy told both of us to sit at the table, to see which one of us got her pussy first. I think this was the first time Paul realized what Amy wanted. Amy said we were gonna play a hand or two of cards, then the fun begins.

Paul's phone rang, and he talked for a moment. He stopped, and asked if his friend could stop up to get his keys. They were planning on hitting the club, and he forgot that his friend needed his car keys. We said sure, and he said the room number, and to use the back stairs.

Amy asked Paul if he had ever handled a set of breasts like hers. He said no, but he was looking forward to the experience.

A couple of minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

It was .....

 

Who was there?


          Paul's friend and co-worker, Brad

          Paul's friend, Shelly

 
 
 

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