The voice on the other end of the phone was a man that Wendy assumed was Mr. W, he told her to go to the Alexander motel, and meet two men there in room 204 when he gave her the number, he said, " you have one hour to get there, and do whatever they tell you do without question. "
Wendy had two Bourbons while she was dressing, and as she was hurrying out she remembered what Betty had said and grabbed another change of clothes. She drove downtown to the motel, and parked car in a garage next to the rundown motel. She looked at her watch it was one hour and five minutes exactly when she knocked on the door of the room.
The door was opened by a man in his mid 40's his brown hair was turning gray at the edges, he was about 6 ft. 2 in. about 240 lbs., and reminded her of football player. He said, " hey Joe our entertainment is here. "
With the door open wide she was able to see the other man sitting at the table across the room, he was overweight, and about the same age. Both men were wearing dress slacks, and in their T-shirts. The fat man Joe said, " come on in cunt, you can't take care of us from out there. "
Wendy was not used to the crude language of the fat man, and quickly stepped in to the motel room past the other man. She put her bag with the clothes in it, and purse on the dresser, then turned to face the men.
The one at the door slammed the door shut behind her, " OK sweet cakes get the clothes off and let's get to having some fun. "
Wendy began taking her top off, but evidently she wasn't fast enough because the big man grabbed a hold of her top and ripped it off her shoulders. Wendy hurried and dropped her skirt to the floor; her panties and then her bra followed it. She was glad that she at brought extra clothes with her, because it was embarrassing to have to dress in the outer offices in front of the people there. It would have been much worse to have to go home without a top; she made a note to thank Betty for her advice. Wendy did not have to stand there very long in the nude.
The fat man said, " come on over here cunt, I want my cock sucked now. "
Wendy walked over to him, but before she could make a move he grabbed her hair, and forced her to bend over to where her face was in his lap. He unzipped his pants pulling his cock out; his cock was not as big as her husband's cock. The cock that was soft but soon began to harden in her mouth becoming about 6-in. long and average thickness. She was not used to the vulgar language, and the abuse they were giving her, mainly the fat man. Wendy had forgot about the other man until she felt his hands on her hips, and he forced her feet apart making her spread her legs. Wendy felt the head of his cock as he tried to force it into her dry cunt, the pain was almost unbearable, and Wendy swore that he would get the son of a bitch who had put her here. Finally at last her juices began the ease the passage, and the man was able to begin an even stroke. Even her body began to betray Wendy as she started to meet his strokes coming back, as he was going in, and grinding her pussy against him.