Angel Lost in the Dark Ch. 04

Unfortunately that was not to be the case. After she had cleansed the rest of her face the best she could she turned to our three amigos and said, “Would someone hand me my dress?” It was only then that we realized that both Jerry and Buck had their pants pulled down and were stroking their dicks. Only Joe was still unexposed. He shook his head, as if apologizing for their behavior, and then went to retrieve her dress.

Buck seemed unconcerned with his nakedness and continued stroking. Jerry, on the other hand, looked somewhat embarrassed and he struggled to pull his pants up. “Wait,” Helen said as she looked at both their cocks, “I’ve changed my mind. I’d like to give you all blowjobs after all. I’m ready for more cum.”

She drained her Margarita glass and then gargled before swallowing it. She stood up and I watched Jerry’s eyes as he starred intently at her pussy as she stepped off the table onto the empty chair. “Pull your pants down again,” she commanded and he was only too eager to oblige her. She knelt in front of him and then began playing with his huge erection. “I finally got to see your dick,” she said matter-of-factly, then she lowered her head and started running her tongue over the helmeted tip of his penis.

I couldn’t help but stare. The idea of bringing her to the bar in the first place had been about showing her off a little, but somewhere it had gotten out of control. I had never expected her to get completely naked, nor had I even remotely envisioned that we would actually fuck in front of others. She was my wife, and to now see her on her on her knees sucking a stranger’s cock was more than a little unsettling. Nevertheless it was extremely erotic, so instead of saying anything I simply watched passively.

Soon I saw his body begin to stiffen and I knew he was ready to shoot his sperm. I expected her to notice as well, but she didn’t and I watched in agony as his cum shot into her mouth. Not only did she not pull away as she had with me, she seemed to enjoy it. She continued to suck until he was drained and he had to physically push her head away. She turned to face me and she smiled. She opened her mouth and I could see the white goo that covered her tongue. She was indicating to me, I suppose, that not only was she no longer angry at my insistence that she taste cum, but that she loved it. I was beginning to feel nauseated.

If that little demonstration of her newfound lust for life’s experiences wasn’t enough, she had the temerity to quickly spit it out onto the palm of her hand and then wipe it on her face. She gave me another one of her shit-eating grins and then moved over to Buck, who was still rock hard and pumping away on himself with a total lack of modesty. “Gobble down on this one, bitch,” I heard him say, and I felt sorry for her. She was doing her best, I thought, to give them pleasure and he was treating her like she was a piece of meat, food for his pleasure and nothing more.

“God I love a man that treats me like the whore I really am,” she said.. She made sure that she said it loud enough for me to hear. She wrapped her hand around his short cock and gave it a few swift strokes and then swallowed it all the way up to his balls. Unluckily for him he was quick in climaxing so he missed most of the pleasures of a true blowjob, but to hear the grunting he made you would have thought he had lasted for hours. Like she had done with Jerry she accepted it all willingly into her mouth before spitting it out onto her hand and smearing it on her face and licking her hand clean again.

Joe, who was the only one of the three who was still modestly covered, was next in line. “Pull down your pants so I can suck you too,” Helen said.

“I think I’ll pass,” he told her. “Nothing against you, but I don’t usually go for women.”

“You’re gay?”

He smiled and said, “Yeah. I don’t suppose Tom would care to trade places with you, would he?”

Helen let out a little laugh and said, “You can ask him, but I’ve been married to him for twenty years and believe me when I say that he’s one hundred per cent straight.”

“Oh well,” Joe said, and then he started to laugh, “I guess we can’t win them all, can we?”

It was no wonder that Joe had been so quite during the evening. It made me feel slightly uncomfortable knowing that while Helen had been flaunting her body all evening for their pleasure, he had secretly been desiring ME! I’m no homophobe, but guys like him make my skin crawl. At least he didn’t have the swishy characteristics that so many of his ilk exhibit.

The show was over. Everyone was happy except Joe. Helen had given more than I had ever dreamed possible, yet there was a nagging fear inside me that she had been too eager to please, and too willing to go beyond the scope of my fantasies. It was one thing to do what I had always wanted her to do, but it was quite another to go beyond those limits.

“Are you ready to go?” she asked. “It’s after 1 o’clock and we still have a half hour’s drive in front of us.”

“Is it that late?” I picked up my clothes and started to dress. Helen was sitting on the side of the pool table and talking to the three guys. It didn’t seem like she was in any great hurry to get dressed again

After I had finished dressing I said, “Go wash your face and get dressed. If we’re going to go, let’s go.”

“No,” she said.

“No? Didn’t you just ask if I was ready to go?”

“I’m ready to go, I’m just not ready to wash my face and get dressed. I’m going to ride home naked and I want to see the dried cum on my face in the morning so I’ll remember that this wasn’t just a dream.”

“You can’t be serious. The car is two blocks away. How do you expect to get from here to there?”

“Unless you want to carry me I suppose I’ll have to walk.”

“Are you crazy? I don’t mind you riding home naked, but at least put something on until we get to the car.”

“I guess you’re right,” she sighed.. She put on her shoes and then draped her skirt and blouse over her arm and said, “Ready?”

“Cut the act,” I said angrily. “You know damn good and well that you wouldn’t make it more than a few feet before you changed your mind.”

“Want to bet?”

“Jesus, Tom,” Jerry piped in, “any time you want to switch wives with me just let me know. I’ve been looking for someone like her all my life. I can’t get my wife to walk around the house naked much less on a city street.”

“Fuck you, Jerry,” I said pointedly. I was almost sober by now and was starting to feel the same paranoia I had experienced earlier in the evening. Things were definitely not going my way.

“Let her at least try,” Buck said. “This time of night it’s like a ghost town out there. Everyone’s asleep by now. She shouldn’t have any trouble making it.”

I knew Helen well enough to know that there was no way that she could walk two whole blocks in the nude. It wasn’t like her. The minute she saw any signs of life she would scamper like a frightened deer for the nearest hiding place. It’s one thing to flash your breasts at an oncoming car when you’re drunk and having fun, but walking bare ass naked for two blocks down a fairly well traveled major thoroughfare, regardless of the lateness of the hour, was something else entirely. Somewhat hesitantly I decided to call her bluff.

“OK, if you want to do this then let’s go, and don’t say I didn’t warn you. If anyone sees you and stops, even if it’s the police, I’ll deny knowing you. I’ll just pretend that you’re a complete stranger and let them do whatever they want.” I was lying, of course, but I was hoping she’d believe it.

Carefully so as to not disturb the precious cum that was still on her face, she gave them all quick kisses and she thanked them for being such gentlemen. I almost burst out laughing, but I didn’t. I followed her to the front door and watched as she opened it and walked outside without even checking to see if anyone was around.

As we walked down the street I kept listening for cars and my eyes were darting back and forth making sure there was no one watching. I saw no one and as the walk continued I began to realize that perhaps Buck was right. It was late and the street seemed completely devoid of life. After the first block I began to relax a little and actually began to enjoy the thrill of watching her as she walked naked beside me. I even put my arm around her and felt the warmth of her hip and butt as we walked. I certainly didn’t want anyone to catch us like this, but the sheer daring of it was beginning to excite me and I could feel my cock getting harder again. Sex is as much psychological as physical, and the danger of being caught was as erotic to me to me as the sight of her naked body.

When we reached the second intersection I saw our car. It was still in the parking lot of the bar where we had left it. I knew at that point that we had made it and that I could relax again. As we crossed the street I reached in my pocket and got the keys. After unlocking the door I heard Helen say, “Want to fuck one last time?”

“Oh God, yes,” I said as I opened the car door. I had expected her to get in, but instead she closed the door and said, “Not in the car. Let’s do it here in the parking lot.”

I was too excited at this point to say no, but I looked at the cold cement and tried to imagine how we would accomplish it without pain and suffering. As if reading my mind she laid her dress on the ground and then put her knees on them and bent over. “Do me doggy style,” she said.

There was a light shining down on us, presumably installed by the bar to discourage vandals in the evening hours. We were as immersed in light as if it had been daytime. Had anyone been there to see, it would have been impossible for them not to know what we were doing. I quickly looked over my shoulder at the deserted streets and when I saw nothing I unbuckled my pants and let them drop to the ground. Careful to keep my knees covered by my pants I knelt behind her and guided my cock into the warmth of her open slit.

“Oh shit, that feels so fantastic,” I moaned as I began moving it slowly in and out of her. My hands were on her hips and I was pulling her back toward me with every thrust I made forward. I was so hard that I felt myself reaching the end of her tunnel and touching the wall, that membrane or bone or cartilage that prevents further access into her body.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a door open and as I hurriedly looked to my left I saw a girl standing in front of the bar and locking up. She hadn’t seen us yet, but I knew that it was only a matter of seconds until she did. We were fucking no more than ten feet from her and the lighting that bathed us made us impossible to miss.

“Oh shit,” I whispered to Helen, “there’s someone coming out of the bar.”

“Who cares?” Helen grunted, “Just fuck me.”

“Oh my God!” I heard a female voice say, but there was nothing I could do. Suddenly the fear and the thrill of being seen by someone sent me over the top. As I felt the seed shoot from my cock into Helen’s body I looked up again and saw the girl standing there with a shocked look on her face, staring at the two mating bodies in front of her.

My eyes were still on her as I erupted time after time into Helen. I had no idea whether she was exited or disgusted by the raw and raunchy display she was witnessing, but my imagination convinced me that she was excited. I imagined her masturbating in her car on her long, lonely drive home, hurrying to let her husband or her boyfriend or her vibrator do to her what I was doing to Helen.

As the last weak squirt of semen dribbled into Helen’s cunt I withdrew and stood up. With her legs still obscenely spread apart, I could see the warm cum begin to ooze out of her and run down her legs. I stood and faced the girl, letting her get a good long look at my dick as it slowly began to wilt. For good measure I put my hand around it and squeezed the last few precious drops out for what I hoped was the girl’s pleasure. I smiled obscenely at her and then followed Helen as she opened the car door and got in.

As we drove away I looked back one last time at the girl. She was still standing in the same position as she had stood before.

I honked the horn and waved at her as we hurriedly made our getaway.

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True to her word, Helen drove all the way home naked. Never once did she try to cover herself or act in the least embarrassed.. The streets were almost completely deserted, but there were a few cars that we passed or who passed us, and although I never saw any acknowledgement on anyone’s face, it was more than possible that they would have gotten an eyeful had they only turned their head at the right time. Once we turned on to the Freeway Helen closed her eyes and slept until my braking at the exit ramp woke her up. She was fully awake by the time we reached home.

As we drove into the driveway I shut off the motor and handed Helen her skirt and blouse. She simply draped them over her arm and got out of the car. It was almost three in the morning and it was doubtful if any of our neighbors were awake, but when the motion detector turned on the light above the door she could be easily seen by anyone who just happened to be looking out a window at the time. It didn’t seem as if it fazed Helen at all and she just stood there quietly as I fumbled with the keys and finally got the door open.

Without a single word Helen walked up the stairs to our bedroom and she was fast asleep again by the time I had finished in the bathroom and joined her. Before turning off the bedroom light I saw the dried cum that was still on her face. That image, as well as others kept me awake until after the sun came up..

It was after one in the afternoon when I finally woke up. I had a slight hangover and immediately went in to the bathroom to shower, shampoo, shave, shit, and shovel in a mouthful of aspirins, but not necessarily in that order. Helen was still asleep and I was obviously curious as to what shape she was in. She rarely drank like I did, yet she had consumed more than me. I quietly dressed and snuck out of the bedroom without waking her.

I was watching one of the “talk” programs that proliferate during midday on both the networks and the independent stations. The topic was “How to keep your daughter from being a teenage tease” A young girl of about fifteen was cursing her mother (the actual profanities were bleeped out, of course) and the mother was near tears.

“Educational programming?” I heard Helen saying as she entered the room.

“The typical garbage,” I answered as I pushed the button on the remote and the TV went blank. “Do you feel as bad as you look?”

“I don’t know. I was afraid to look in the mirror. I’ve got awful headache and my stomach’s queasy. I think I’m going back to bed in a few minutes. The only reason I got up was because I had to throw up.”

“You certainly had a lot to drink last night. You’ll feel better later.”

She didn’t answer. She just turned around and went back up the stairs. I turned on the TV again. It was a new girl cussing out a new mother so I sat back in my chair and watched.

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It was after seven o’clock in the evening when she re-emerged from the bedroom. She looked a lot better. She had obviously taken a shower as her hair was wet and the dried cum on her face had been removed.

“I see you washed away all the evidence,” I said to her. She cast a dirty look in my direction and said, “Don’t remind me. It’s not something I’m proud of.”

“You certainly seemed proud of it last night. You were in rare form.”

“So rare that you’re never going to see me like that again.”

“See what I told you? If we had left when I suggested it that wouldn’t have happened.”

“When did you suggest that we leave?”

“Right after you made that ridiculous bet.”

“It was too late by then. By then I wanted to stay. If you had left when I suggested it that bet would never have happened.”

“And just when did you tell me that YOU wanted to leave?”

“I wanted to leave before we even went to that last bar. Once we got there and I did that dance for you – and for everybody else – I made up my mind that I was going to stay. By that time it was too late to change the inevitable. I was already lost.”

I wanted to tell her that going to the last bar was the whole idea behind the evening, but I knew that telling her that would reveal too much of my motives. It would be best if I kept that a secret and let her think that it was HER idea to be so public with her body.

“What do you mean inevitable? Nothing is ever written in stone.”

“That all depends on whose doing the writing. Inevitability is just a fancy name for resolve.”

The conversation was getting deep and I was beginning to lose track of what it all meant. “I still don’t understand. You’re blaming me for not leaving when you wanted to leave, and you didn’t leave when I wanted to leave. Why didn’t you want to leave then?

“Because by then I was having fun. I had already lost my way, so to speak.”

“So what’s wrong with having fun?”

“Nothing. Unless you enjoy the fun too much.”

“Huh? What does that mean? How can you enjoy things too much?”

“If you don’t understand, then there’s no way I can explain it.”

“That’s bullshit. How can it be wrong? We enjoyed it, they enjoyed it, and no one made any moral judgments about anything.

“I did.”

“Then why did you make that ridiculous bet?” I was beginning to realize that somewhere along the line I must have missed something. She wasn’t making a whole lot of sense to me.

“For a lot of reasons. In the first place I was drunk and beyond caring one way or the other as what happened. Secondly I was daring myself to see how far I would go and how far you were willing to let me go. And finally I wanted you to remember that at least for once in your life you had the upper hand and had me the way that you wanted me.”

“That’s not the way I wanted you to be.”

“Oh, it wasn’t? Then why do you look at those magazines? The girls in those magazines are nothing more than whores. If you look at them it’s because you imagine yourself with them. So I decided to be a whore for the evening to show you what it would be like. Didn’t you enjoy my slutty behavior?”

“No, not really.”

“No? Thank you, now I’m off the hook. Now I don’t feel so guilty in gelling you that I’ll never be that way again, so remember it well.”

She turned and walked out of the room.

TO BE CONTINUED