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"Find my driver out front and see if the two of you can get my wife into the limo and have him take her home? She's completely wasted."

"See what I can do," I said, and took another drink of my water. I thought about adding that not only was she wasted, she was completely fucked too, but didn't want him to know who did the deed if she started to swell in a few months. I didn't bother to ask him why he couldn't do that himself. The answer would have been pure bullshit anyway. In doing it for him, I might get to cop a feel with even a little luck.

I thought it was surprising that he wasn't, or didn't appear to be, the least bit upset over her being that drunk. I went off to find his driver, James. Everyone knew him as Jim, but not to old Doug. I was almost surprised that he hadn't insisted on calling him Jeeves or some other Hollywood name for a chauffeur. Doug was a piece of work.

I found Jim out in the lobby, apparently hitting on one of the desk clerks: she was rather cute. I explained the problem and he said he would bring the car around to the front door. But, he wasn't going to help carry her out if she couldn't walk.

Yea, I wasn't either. I agreed that if I couldn't get her to walk out, it was going to be Doug's problem. I want back in to see if she was able to walk out of there.

Tracy was pretty trashed alright, but willing to get up and go out to the limo. I was a bit surprised that she didn't offer some resistance to the idea of being sent home. Apparently she had had enough of this party and wanted out of here. Come to think of it, she hadn't wanted to be here in the first place. Maybe that explained her willingness to leave. With very little help, she managed to make it out to the car.

Jim had the car by the curb with the motor running when I got her out of the front door. He opened the back door for her.

She stopped before getting in and asked, "Are you coming too? Say Jim," she said turning to Jim, "how about the three of us have a little party when we get home?"

"Okay with me," he said. Then he looked over at me, "you okay with this?"

"A threesome?" Somehow I just assumed she meant more sex and not just sitting around drinking.

"Sure!" Tracy piped up. "I'd love that!"

"Okay," I said and got in next to Keri.

"You ever done this with her before?" I asked Jim as the car pulled away from the curb.

"Nope, but I have always wanted to!"

"You'll love it," she giggled.

Jim had us to Doug's rather extravagant and pretentious house in perhaps record time. Apparently he was horny and had a thing for getting a little of Tracy too. Hell, half of Doug's employees would probably like to nail Tracy – she was always flirting so much with them or they hated Doug enough to want to fuck his wife for revenge. It looked like someone else was going to have a little of Doug's prize trophy wife tonight besides me.

Arriving at the house, Jim pulled the car around to side and into the garage. The three of us got out and went into the living room of the house.

Once in her house, Tracy hadn't forgotten why we were there. "Upstairs," she said, leading the way. "The party and the bedroom are this way." She was slurring it a bit, but was definitely well aware of what she was doing.

"She do this often?" I whispered to Jim.

"Get smashed; yea. Frequently; I think she's really a drunk. But invite me to her bedroom, let alone with another guy? No. This is a first for me."

Part way to the bedroom, she slipped out of that little black dress, and wearing nothing but her thigh-high stockings and heels, and walked into the bedroom. "So, I'm ready," she said. "How about you two?"

It didn't take us long to doff our clothes. Yup, guys compare, and Jim was about the same size as me. "What did you have in mind?" I asked her as she came over to us and took one cock in each hand and began to stroke us to full hardness – not that we weren't pretty hard already looking at her hot naked little body.

"Ya know, I want a little of that double penetration stuff that's in a lot of Doug's movies."

So, old Doug has a collection of porn movies does he? A little family secret out of the bag. "One in the ass and one in the pussy?" I asked, just to be sure that she didn't mean blowing one guy while getting fuck in the pussy by the other.

"Yea, that's it. Standing up."

Oh good, gymnastic sex. Now that was going to make it a little more interesting. Neither one of us was going to get very far inside her doing it that way, but while I had seen it done in porn movies, I wondered how it worked out in real life. I was about to find out. "Who do you want where?" I asked.

"Let's see; how about you in my asshole, and Jim in my pussy. Yea, that's how I want it. I want to taste these first though," she said dropping to her knees.

First she took Jim in her mouth and started blowing him while she continued to stroke my cock with her soft little hand. She was doing remarkably well for someone as drunk as she was. After a few minutes of partaking of Jim's equipment, she turned her oral attentions to my hard cock. Now she was blowing me and stroking Jim. She didn't give that good a blowjob, truth be known.

I looked up at Jim and he just shook his head. Yup, it hadn't been any better for him either. Some women know what to do, some don't do it very well, and Tracy didn't have a clue. Oh well, from now on if I ever Doug Brad to kiss my dick, he would have already done it by proxy the next time he kissed his wife. There was something to be gained from this mediocre blowjob.

"Okay," she said after a few minutes of what was my worst blowjob ever, "Let's get to fucking ne!" She stood up. "Oh, condoms, condoms," she said a little alarmed. "Do you have any?" she asked, turning to me.

"Yea," I said and pulled the remaining five out of my pocket and handed her a plain one with a reservoir end. After all, I didn't want the possibility of any of Jim's cum leaking out and having any of his little swimmers getting to her egg before mine got there. But, by now, they had either gotten enough of a head start, or they were never going to get there anyway. It was well over an hour since I had given her my little donation.

Jim gave me a funny look. "I was hoping to get lucky tonight," I said. Let's face it, most guys don't carry an assortment of condoms around with them, and most chicks are on the Pill.

"Looks like you're about to."

"Jim has to have one," she said taking it and handing it to Jim. "You'll be in my little pooper so you won't have to have one – unless you want one."

Fortunately, she gave no hint of what had transpired earlier. "I'll pass."

Jim took the condom, tore open the package, and rolled it down his hard cock.

"Okay Jimbo," she said putting her arms around his neck, "put your hands on my bottom to hold me up and put that thing in me." She then lifted first one leg and then the other as Jim put his hands on her "bottom," and was able to easily slip at least part of his hard cock into her tight wet pussy.

"Oh yea that's tight," he groaned. She tilted her pelvis toward him, letting really go nice and deep into her. She could do that until I was ready to slip into her rear. From the look on his face, he was surprised to find her that tight.

"Now you," she said turning her head to me, "Oh, yea, you need some lube. Over in the nightstand there's some Astroglide. It's really slick stuff," she mumbled. "You'll need it to fuck me up the ass."

Yup, she was still very trashed. I went over to the nightstand she pointed to and sure enough, in the top drawer, along with two dildos and a vibrator, was a small plastic bottle of Astroglide; more family secrets out of the bag.

I put a few drops of the Astroglide on my hard cock as I returned to the two of them, now going at it, and smeared it all over my cockhead. Taking cock in hand, I moved in behind her. They stopped and she straightened up some while I probed her tight little asshole and slowly shoved the head of my cock into her. The movies make this look a lot easier than it actually is. I let it sit there for a few seconds while she got used to it being there and then slid as much as I could into her, which was probably less that half of what I could have given her in almost any other position.

Jim started slowly moving in and out of her tight little pussy again as I shoved into her and pulled out until just the head was being held by her tight little sphincter. Yea, I always knew she was a tight ass. After a few strokes, I shoved it into her as far as I could and held still. It was amazing; I could feel Jim's hard cock going in and out of her through the thin membranes that separated our cocks. After a few seconds of that new and exciting feeling, I began moving in and out of her tight little asshole again.

She began moaning and groaning. She was thoroughly enjoying this: being held up in the air and sandwiched between two guys. I had to wonder if she did this often. I was sure it wasn't her first time. Tracy tried to make it sound like it was her first time earlier, but I had my doubts. Her moaning and groaning was slowly getting louder and it seemed that her first orgasm with two guys in her bottom was rapidly approaching.

I wasn't ready yet, and as far as I could tell, Jim wasn't quite there either. We just kept pumping away at her, enjoying the sight, feeling, and sound of it all. This was pretty hot.

In no time, she started to cum. "OH...YEA!!" she moaned. "YES! YES!" and there followed something of a shriek as she climaxed on the two stiff cocks inside her. She bucked and thrashed, paying little attention to the two guys trying desperately to keep their cock buried inside her climaxing body.

From the sound and feeling, she really got off! It lasted quite a while. When it was over, she didn't stop us. To the contrary, she kept bouncing up and down, quickly building to another one. This chick really liked sex! When God said He had made the world in six days and rested on the seventh and looked back and called everything 'good', he wasn't kidding with this broad!

By now I was getting ready to cum. It wasn't going to be long before I shot my load of cum into her tight little asshole. I had my hands on her tiny waist and was going as deep into her body as this awkward position would allow.

Tracy quickly built to another climax. And, just as her shrieking built to a crescendo as her climax started for the second time, Jim groaned loudly and started cumming inside the rubber he was wearing in her tight little pussy.

I was amazed. Yes, I could actually feel Jim's cock throbbing inside Tracy as he shot load after load of his hot sperm into the rubber in her! That was it; I unloaded a huge spurt of cum straight up Keri's ass. This was a fabulous cum, one that lasted and lasted, and felt like I was squirting a massive amount of my thick hot sperm up her ass – her tight prissy little ass. I just wished I could get my spurting cock deeper inside her ass. My knees felt weak and my legs were shaking it was so intense.

When we were all finally done, she lowered her legs, causing both of the cocks to slip out of her. "That was great," she groaned.

I looked over at Jim's cock. He had shot a rather respectable amount of cum into that condom. Seeing that, I wondered again if any of the cum I shot into that slit rubber in her hot little pussy earlier had manage to get beyond her cervix and off to where it could really have some fun.

"Well boys, it's been fun, but I gotta get to bed," she said rather dismissively. She went over to her dresser, got out a nightgown, and slipped it on. Then she just ambled, or rather staggered, over to the bed.

Jim and I cleaned ourselves up a little with a couple of tissues then slipped our clothes back on as she got into bed and turned out the light. I guess she was done for us. The hired help had just been dismissed.

We deposited his used condom and the tissues I had used to clean myself up with in the toilet on the way out. One quick flush and the evidence was gone. We didn't want to leave anything Doug would find. "Does she ever remember what she did when she gets that drunk?" I asked him as we walked through the house to the garage and the car.

"Sometimes. And, then there are times when I think she really doesn't remember shit the next day; most of the time she just can't remember who did what, which is probably going to be the case tomorrow. She will remember she got laid, but she won't know who she was with doing it. I get most of this from Martha."

"Who's Martha?"

"She's their maid. Tracy tells Martha everything. Martha is like Tracy's confessor or something; except Martha tells me a lot of it as she can't believe Tracy does some of the thing she does."

"Like what?"

We arrived at the limo and got in.

"Like tonight! Other than letting me fuck her, which she would never stoop to before, there was nothing new about tonight." He started the car and backed out of the garage.

"You mean she fucks around on Doug?"

"Oh, big time! Mostly she gets off on fucking the bigmoney men in town. As Martha tells it, if you have money, you can get in her pants. And, the weird part is that they don't give her a dime or spend hardly anything on her, and that's okay with her."

"Doesn't she ever worry about one of them fucking and telling?"

"Not really; they are all married! If they tell they get a messy divorce and no more Tracy on the side. She can't tell because then Doug would dump her little ass. Even with a good divorce settlement, which she would probably get, she wouldn't have the money she has access to now. Not to leave out that she might get shunned by her rich dicks and, most importantly, her perceived society position she loves so much would vaporize."

"That means that she kinda fucked up by screwing us tonight then doesn't it?"

"Now that you mention it. Tracy hasn't been known to fuck the hired help; she musta really been pissed at old Doug about something. But, I need the job, so I'm not telling, not that I would anyway."

Well, I sure as hell wasn't going to tell. Jim obviously knew that I had fucked her in the ass tonight – that wouldn't get her pregnant. He didn't know about the earlier fucking – that one would. That one I wanted kept secret, just in case the nefarious little event did what it was supposed to do – advertising wouldn't be a good idea. When we finally got back to the hotel and parked the car, Jim finally said, "God that was great. You don't know how badly I have wanted to fuck that little bitch fuck Doug's little piece of ass – fuck his stuck UP little piece of ass!"

I had to admit, I was pretty pleased with my accomplishments this night too.

Epilogue:

I did manage to connect with one of the two women I mentioned earlier. We went out to an early breakfast and I did get her in the sack. She wasn't as small or as tight as Tracy, but she was a whole lot more fun!

I saw Keri about six months later and she was looking like she had swallowed a blown up blimp. Two or 3 of her eggs must have found my fishies. Maybe I had donated too much material that night with her not taking care of it until it was too late. Yes, she was till married to Doug. I heard a rumor later that he wasn't banging another chick; he was into guys a little, and that he had always had a low sperm count and knew it but none of his friends knew it.

When Tracy came up preggie he knew better than to divorce her as it would not "look good" to his buddies that his wifey had gotten pregnant by another stud. That same rumor said that she had straightened up her act when she found she was pregnant, and now she was looking for the daddy of her baby. Since Tracy was still married to him and he wasn't broke, maybe she was okay with that; different strokes for different folks.

She saw me, and she came running to me. She threw her arms around me, kissing me wildly. When we disengaged, she advised that she remembered that we had fucked and my rubber was the only one that she could not remember throwing away afterwards. She then accused me of deliberately fucking her and causing that rubber to break and throwing it away before she could see it. She knew alright... and went on to say that she wanted to have more babies by me and that Doug the asshole could support them even though they'd be mine.

Life is good!