Jenny shivered as Peter tied her wrists and bound them together. She loved being tied up and giving total control over to Peter. She knew that by the time he finished with her she'd be completely "overcum" as he liked to put it, exhausted and totally satiated. He secured her to the top of the bed frame, then tied her ankles at each corner.
"Comfy sweetheart?" he asked as he gave her upturned bottom a playful but stinging smack.
"Ow!" she replied. "I was."
Peter smacked the other side. "There now, feel better? You're even, both sides are a little pink.
"Remember I told you I had a little surprise for you?" Peter asked his wife.
"Yes, I can't wait. I love your surprises." she answered enthusiastically.
"Well you get part of it now, and part of it later," he teased.
"That's mysterious," she smiled. "What is it?"
"I'm going out." He told her with a grin.
"You're what!" She exclaimed, disbelieving. "But... you just... you can't be serious!"
"Don't worry," he said as he put on his shoes. "I'll be back soon. At least I hope it'll be soon."
"What are you going to do?" Jenny asked suspiciously.
"I'm going to bring someone home with me." He stated, enjoying the astonished look that came over his wife's face.
"What? Who? What do you mean, "bring someone home"?" she asked nervously. She didn't see the usual twinkle in his eyes that meant he was teasing her. He looked like he meant what he said.
"I'm going to bring home someone else to help me have some fun with you, Jenny. I'm going to bring them in to see you tied like this, your pussy all wet with wondering what's going to happen and so turned on by the very wickedness of it that you wish you could get a hand free not to loose yourself but to rub it over your clit and make yourself cum."
Jenny blushed, a dark flush rising to her face and spreading downward. "Oh!" she gasped that he'd said it. They'd talked about adding someone else to their play, but though Jenny had been aroused by the fantasy talks they'd had, she never really thought it would happen.
"Are you talking about another woman?" she asked him quietly.
"Maybe..." He trailed off for effect. "Man or woman," he told her as he bent to kiss her good-bye, "it really doesn't matter, does it? You're not exactly in a position to do anything about it."
"Wait!" she called out as he walked out the door, but the door closed behind him and she was left alone.
"He'll be right back. He's just messing with me," Jenny thought at first. She turned her head so she could see the bedside clock. Five minutes passed and Peter didn't come back. Ten minutes later she started to wonder if maybe he really did mean it. After twenty minutes she knew he was going to do it.
Jenny's thoughts went wild. "What was he planning?" she thought nervously. "Was he really thinking of bringing another man home with him?" The thought of some strange man touching her, maybe even fucking her made her shiver. She didn't like the thought at all. Or did she?
She could feel the warm flush of arousal between her legs. Was it the thought of another man, someone she didn't even know? Or was it the possibility that Peter might bring home another woman, someone shaved and kinky and wanting to be with both of them? He knew she had those desires. He knew she had a hunger for the taste and feel of a woman, even though she'd never sought out another relationship.
She imagined what Peter would tell her. "I've brought someone home with me, Jenny. She wants you to lick her pussy." Jenny blushed just thinking about it, and squirmed against her bonds as she thought of his hands twisted in her hair, gently pushing her face between the other woman's legs, her tongue making contact with that soft, pink flesh...
Other thoughts intruded. "I've brought somebody else home with me to fuck you, Jenny. He likes the look of your naked ass and says he can't wait to fill it with his cock.
"I couldn't decide, Jenny, so I brought a couple home with me. She really wants you to lick her pussy and make her cum and I've told him you're a very good cock sucker, so he can't wait to shove his cock down your throat and give you a nice big load.
"I thought maybe one wouldn't be enough, Jenny, so I brought two more men home with me. That way we can fill all your holes at once. You like that idea, Jenny? Three cocks fucking you until you can't take any more?"
Jenny was squirming, trying to get enough slack in the ropes that held her ankles so she could put her legs together. She fidgeted and wiggled her hands until she realized there was just no way she was going to get loose. Every time she tried to loosen her bonds they just got tighter.
She looked over at the clock again. Peter had been gone a little over an hour. She wondered how long it would take before he found someone he wanted to bring home with him, or if anyone even would.
Jenny couldn't stop her mind from thinking all the naughty thoughts possible about who Peter might bring home with him. She was wet. She could feel it spreading to her thighs as she continued to think about her face buried between some woman's legs, Peter's cock pounding a steady rhythm in her ass.
She was so lost in her fantasies, or perhaps they purposely were very quiet, but Jenny didn't hear the door open. She had no idea she was no longer alone until she heard a strange voice.
"Damn," the stranger said. Jenny stiffened. Peter had really done it!
