A Condo with Two Views (16 page)

They reached for a tube of lubrication,
but Chloe shook her head no. She must have been soaking wet. My
wife needed no artificial lubricant. She took one of the twin’s
hands and placed his finger toward her hole. Then the other twin
had his turn. Chloe arched her back, thrusting her tits toward them
as they spread some of her juice on her pinched and aching nipples.
I watched as two men simultaneously fingered my wife.

I lost count of
the number of dildos I saw, as they took them out
one by one and used them on my wife’s pussy. Over and over again,
every time they would use one, she would tell them something about
it. They brought out a big white wand, and as one guy pressed it on
her pussy and clit the other twin pulled on her nipple clamps. She
shuddered with pleasure, but managed to deny herself an
orgasm.

I wanted to leave the den right there and
then to go fuck my wife.
Damn!
I
needed to take my cock out as it was uncomfortable held captive in
my jeans. I unzipped, and then removed them along with my Calvin
Klein underwear.

I looked up and the twins were feeding on
my wife’s tits. Sucking away while they fingered her, they were
certainly enjoying themselves. Gentlemen, please get on with it, I
needed relief too. Chloe looked up at me through the two-way mirror
and smiled gently. She was loving this.

The twins sat up and took something out of
the case, it looked like a butt plug, but I wasn’t entirely sure.
Then I saw her turn around slowly and bend over, offering her
puckered hole as she spread her legs wide. Oh yeah. It was a butt
plug alright. They put some lube on her butt hole and easily pushed
it up inside her. She squirmed, and when she turned around again,
she lowered herself down onto her knees.

I looked for Kleenex for my load which I knew
I would be spewing very soon. Walking over to the desk I spied a
roll of paper towels. My wife thinks of everything.

The guys stood up, and within seconds,
their own clothes were flying off. Seeing their super fit bodies
made me realize I might have been ignoring the gym myself lately. I
always made sure to maintain a toned physique, but these guys took
it to another level. They had the bodies of Olympic
swimmers.

Chloe’s mouth wrapped around one of the
cocks before her. The other brother stood a foot away. Then she
switched. She’d suck one cock for several minutes, and would then
go back to the other. Back and forth. One of the brothers shifted
position at one point, blocking my view. Without making it obvious,
Chloe nudged him back to where he was, and then she sneaked a quick
glance in my direction.

From there, they shifted positions and she
went from kneeling upright to getting down on all fours. One of the
guys positioned himself behind her, and slid his thick hard
saliva-wet cock into Chloe’s dripping wet pussy. He began to thrust
into her with steady, even strokes. His twin lowered himself onto
his knees, and Chloe resumed sucking his cock.

I realized it was the first time I’d ever
seen Chloe with all three of her holes filled. One cock was fucking
her from behind, with another in her mouth, while the butt plug
stayed embedded in her ass.

All the while, my own cock was in my hand,
as stiff as anything.

I was pacing my strokes, so that my orgasm
would hit when Chloe’s did. Come on baby, do it for me. Take that
cock, suck and fuck it. Less than five minutes into the fucking, I
heard her begin to groan and I saw her tremble, and I knew it was
time. I clasped the end of my cock and squeezed it as I rapidly
moved my foreskin up and down. Within a minute, I could feel the
pre-cum moisture on the end of my dick. Up and down my hand moved
in rapid motion. My chest tightened as my whole body was ready to
explode as I watched just on the other side of this glass mirror as
my wife sucked a big dick while being fucked too.

All four of us climaxed at the same time.
It was a surreal moment.

There was a short rest period, and then it
was time for round number two. The brother who orgasmed in Chloe’s
mouth now wanted to sample her sweet pussy. She cleverly directed
him to sit on the couch. His cock sticking straight up. However,
rather than straddle him, she turned her back to him and then
lowered herself onto his dick in a reverse cowgirl position. She
was facing me, looking directly into the mirror, with a cock
spearing into her. He clasped his big hands on my wife’s tits and
squeezed them hard while he thrust into her. It was a brilliant
move on her part. I could watch her face as she got fucked from
behind, another vision I will never forget. For forty-five minutes
the two cocks on the other side of the glass fucked my darling in
an endless variety of positions until all four of us climaxed
again.

They left a bunch of toys for my wife. Any
good salesman would have done the same. Chloe put on her robe and
saw her guests to the door. After they left, I offered to treat her
to a nice hot bath so we could talk about our shared experience.
Then my wife giggled.

“Hey, they forgot something,” Chloe said.

“What was that?” I asked, as I swept her into
my arms to carry her toward the bathtub.

“
There’s still a plug in my ass.” The glass
butt plug inserted earlier was still soundly in place.

After a long bath, Chloe fell asleep while
I lay beside her. I watched her
quietly, thinking, occasionally planting a very soft kiss
on her shoulder, ensuring not to awaken her.
Love you my angel.

Chloe’s View:

Opening my
eyes, I was all alone. No cuddle-time this morning. I knew it was
time to get up. Where was my lovely husband? And what the hell was
that awful ruckus that I was hearing?

At least there
was the smell of coffee. I washed my face and strolled into the
kitchen wearing loose pyjamas. Thankfully, there was only one final
unit to be finished on our floor, and then all the construction
would be over. No more dust in the hallways.

I love waking
up to a bunch of emails, and yet I hate waking up to a bunch of
emails. There was an email from Holly. It was another in a long
series from her. She apologized yet again for stealing Jack’s
watches and was happy to tell me she’s trying to retrieve it. She
had pawned them off, but now secured a bit of cash and was trying
to locate the buyer. Very soon she’d return it she promised. I
wrote back asking her to please keep up the effort, and that I was
grateful for her good intentions. I was still pissed, but my hope
was getting his chain back, especially since it had been given to
him by his grandmother. The watches could be replaced, but not the
necklace.

I didn’t share
the update with Jack because, until I had it in my hand, I couldn’t
entirely trust her. What if she needed another fix again? Fingers
crossed she’d stay true to her words. She was apparently staying in
some scum’s apartment who was being evicted, of course. There were
nights I swore she slept on the streets.

I sipped on my
coffee and opened my next email. It was from an old college friend
with whom I had taken philosophy and a pre-law class. She was
inviting me to sex-toy party, which I politely declined.
Yeah,
no thanks!
While Jack and I are crazy and kinky, we don’t mix
that world with our close friends.

Just for a
laugh, I showed Jack the link. This business was run by twin
brothers who were as good looking as a Bradley Cooper. These guys
were definitely model material. I’m sure that was part of the
appeal. I bet the chicks went nuts with these two working the room.
In the video, they displayed all the latest wands, vibes, and
clit-ticklers. A typical evening would consist of a one-hour
presentation, followed by Q&A, and then they’d set up in a
bedroom so each woman could make her purchases in private. You had
to admire their entrepreneurial spirit!

To my dismay,
the promotional video we watched inspired an idea in Jack.
Uh
oh.
Why is it that with dismay always arrives that persistent
tingle in my pussy?
I’m such a slut!

I nearly jumped
for joy, both of us simultaneously referencing something we’d
talked about before which was putting an interior window between
the living room and the den. I had it in my head that the den would
make a perfect baby’s room, when and if, we had our first child
here. I was sure we wouldn’t live in this condo forever, but we’d
be here for at least the next ten years, and who knows, by then we
might well have started our family. A window between the two rooms
would make it super easy to peek in to the baby’s room.

Only Jack and I
would be quirky enough to dream up such a scheme.

Serendipitously, a loud banging radiated from the condo next door.
It was fate, literally knocking on our door. The workers were right
there, and before my coffee could get cold, Jack was over there
negotiating. Luckily, I had thought about the size and location of
the portal in advance. I quickly covered the furniture and Korhani
area rug with spare bed sheets while the men cut through the
drywall. Presto. They’d be back later in the week, after we
purchased the glass, and the job would be done.

Thursday came
in a flash. I just had no idea Jack was going to tell me to make
the call,
that night!
I was caught off guard, but was also
nervous about the whole thing. In a way, I was glad to dive right
in and see if I could pull it off. I rehearsed in my head and
anticipated questions or obstacles. Perhaps they were booked for
months in advance? If so, what would I say? The biggest
complication of course, was that I wasn’t
booking
an actual
party. Instead, I simply wanted them to make a sales call.

I dialed the
number while Jack listened in.

No luck. I
spoke to Jimmy and try as I might, he would not agree to come to
meet me. He pointed me to their website to watch the video instead,
then offered to email me a list of the inventory. I knew that it
was pointless to argue or get pushy. I had no leverage. That’s the
moment I realized that I actually did have
leverage
, and I
just wasn’t using it properly. I made an excuse and hung up,
promising to call right back.

I flew into our
bedroom and put on the sexiest, sluttiest thing I could find. I
layered on the make-up and debated between pink lipstick and red,
opting for bright red. I pulled and twisted my own nipples, urging
them to wake up and stand up. Looking down, I could see they
cooperated, practically poking through the negligee I had
selected.

For my second
call, I used FaceTime. My nipples were so pointy; I could have
practically pressed the numbers with them. Jimmy answered again, to
my relief. It wasn’t in my nature to be so flirty, but a girl has
to do what a girl has to do. I held the phone far in front of me to
ensure he could see as much of my upper body as possible. I acted
somewhat bimbo-like, knowing it would make me seem like an easy
conquest. My ploy worked, and soon, I gave them our coordinates.
The boys were coming over!

It was unusual
for me to interfere with a scene. Not that I didn’t have that
option, I didn’t want it. I loved relinquishing all control. I
loved leaving Jack 100% in charge. It made it more exciting for me,
not to have any say in how it all goes down. Yet, this one time, I
had a request. I wanted Jack to cum at the same moment that I did.
I wanted to know when I was at the height of ecstasy, so was
he.

Shortly
thereafter, Jimmy and Timmy were sitting in our Ethan Allen sofa
having a cold Miller. They seemed slightly tense, but that was
probably disbelief more than nerves. I couldn’t help but think
about Jack in our den, secretly watching us, and I almost giggled
out loud. I wanted to make him proud. More so, I wanted to turn him
on.
Time to get this party started.

“
As mentioned on the
phone
, I really love
nipple clamps. Why don’t we start there?”
I
suggested.

Jimmy pulled out a few samples, and almost
started in on his sales spiel before he realized it was not
necessary. He had selected a new form of adjustable clamp, where
the tension could be modified, but which were not as heavy and
clunky as the older style with big screws.

“Um...do you think, er...you might want to
try these new ones on?” he asked clumsily.

I
put
my
hands on
my
hips, even while
sitting
beside him, and arched
my
back,
pushing my
breasts toward him, “Go ahead and put them on me.
Someone usually does it for me,”
I
instructed.

Through the fabric he applied one, and
then the second of the t
wo clamps. I exaggerated a moan as
he tried a few different clamps. We noticed they were slipping on
the material. I decided it was now or never. I pulled the negligee
down and sat the fabric under my tits. Then I spread my legs and
they tried all kinds of vibes on me. I wanted to cum, but didn’t.
Not yet.

While kneeling
upright, the two men stood in front of me. Two cocks to suck. I’d
suck one deep into my mouth, while stroking the other with my hand.
Then I’d go from one to the other. I had to suppress laughter. Even
their cocks were identical, about eight inches long, straight with
big thick bulbous heads. They even smelled the same.

We went from
sucking to sucking-and-fucking. They pounded into me, from both
ends. One was in my mouth while the other thrust its way into my
welcoming cunt. I came hard, thinking about Jack the entire time,
knowing he’d keep his word and orgasm in synch with mine. We came
together. Separate, but together.