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for. She saw a woman being fucked by two men, one in her mouth, the other
entering her from behind.
    “Can you really do that?” Melissa pointed to a woman
who had a man thrusting into her pussy and another into her ass.
    Bruce watched from behind her, holding her close to
his body, rubbing his erection against her ass. He whispered, “Anything's
possible if you want it enough. It makes everything more intense. Imagine every
part of your body being touched at the same time.” He cupped her breasts.
“Imagine while I stroke your tits another could be licking that sweet delightful
pussy.” He moved one hand down her body to cup her mound through her mini skirt
and she moaned, leaning into his touch.
    “You like that, sweetheart?”
    She nodded.
    They watched for a few more minutes until Bruce led
her to another show.
    “Your fantasy awaits .” Bruce
opened the door, leading her through and shutting it quickly behind her.  
      “Fuck me,
harder...ohhhh...yeah like that.” Screams and cries of a woman interrupted her
thoughts. She searched quickly for where the sound was coming from and got an
even bigger shock when she discovered it.
    A man and woman were having sex in the middle of the
room but the shock was that she knew the man, her husband’s best friend, Chris.
The blush spread from her cheeks toall over her
body. He looked so magnificent and powerful, unlike anything she’d ever seen
before. She was shocked. He looked so strong and confident on stage. Melissa recalled the times he'd teased her, making her blush. For the first time ever,
she craved a man who wasn’t her husband. She thought about Bruce as he was
stood right behind her, his hard cock pressing against her ass cheeks, his
raspy breath against her ear, his presence so much part of her arousal. But
Chris was fucking another woman right in front of her. She couldn’t take her eyes
away, but she forced her gaze away, needing to know what else was
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    going on in the room, trying desperately to distance
herself from the man she now wanted. She had to   get her composure back. Her body
flushed, hot and so damned aroused the simple stroking of her legs together had
her creaming.
    Everything in the house was fantasy. She didn’t know
anyone else, so there would be no consequences once they left. But she knew
Chris. He worked with Bruce. They were best friends. Chris was a reality.
    She took in all the rooms where some couples were just
sitting watching and others were stroking each other while others were doing
exactly what Chris and the mystery woman were doing.
    “Do you like what you see?” Bruce’s voice was deep and
smoky, penetrating her mind the way she wanted him to penetrate her body.   She loved the sound of his voice, full of
promises. “Don’t be afraid, babe. I love you no matter what happens.”
    Fuelled on arousal, it was hard to understand what
Bruce was saying. She looked up into his face. His features were so open and
trusting. No matter her decision, he wouldn’t be unhappy with her. The freedom
she’d experienced earlier in his office, the acceptance of her, was back,
fighting down her barriers. Every step they took was a step closer to her.
    “I think it’s amazing. I want to stay, Bruce.”
     
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    Melissa’s words eased Bruce as joy and happiness consumed
him. Even though he could now feel complete, having her here, he still would've
loved her with all of his being even if she’d said no and asked to leave. She
might have tried and not liked it--he knew that was a risk, but from the look
on her face and the message of her body, she wanted more.
    “Do you like it because it’s Chris?” he asked, his arm
circling her body.
    “We’re not supposed to know who he is.”
    Her smile coy and deeply sexy, she turned, giving him
her full attention. Her eyes held his, not wavering, just looking at him as she
undid her corset and let it fall to the floor at her feet. The mini-skirt was
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