Julie had turned up the sound to listen to Adrian and Annette. As Adrian came into his own and began to really perform, Julie lay back in the chair smiling, a strange ecstasy creeping over her, pride, a sense of achievement, seeing her pupils succeeding.
“Wow,” she breathed as the pair of them went from one hot moment to the next.
“I am going to love paying Adrian, he’s earned it.”
She flipped the sound over to the other room and watched Mary working on George. To Julie, George was a disappointment, failing to find enough energy to push Mary into a submissive role.
That brought back her doubts, could she really do this? Was it all a crazy idea? Had she been lucky so far? Was that all it was? It got worse from there. She'd neglected Anthony and risked her marriage to help other people, or so she thought. It had worked for Adrian but George was turning out to be a failure.
Remembering Anthony didn't help. Why was he driving when she called — he should have been at home. He couldn't be cheating or he'd have found an excuse to turn down Laura. What would Laura do with him? From there it took only seconds to have doubts about Laura. Did Laura see through her? Had she risked her marriage for some infantile game, driven on by lust, by lack of self control?
She smiled as Mary drew and numbered the rings on George's cock. Good idea, she thought, I should have thought of that. She made a note on her pad, but that didn't help. Which matters most, my business or my marriage? There were no notes about Anthony on the pad, no reminders to be nice to him, no subtle presents, no secret plans to excite him. He ignores me, she thought— but I let him.
She had almost fallen into the depths of self pity when Annette and Adrian came into the room. She saw what Annette saw, was almost out of her chair to come upstairs and intervene when Annette took charge. And then it all went right. Annette did her domme thing and George had to perform. Had to, had no choice in the matter.
Julie was still looking on in amazement when Mary and Annette started yelling compliments and requests at her.
She got up, turned down the sound and set off upstairs.
“I may have given away my husband but at least I’m going to get a good fucking," she muttered to herself as got up to go upstairs. She glanced in the mirror. The corset and stockings still looked good but everyone upstairs was naked. Did she look more erotic dressed or undressed? If she was going to work with both men at once, would the corset get in the way? Maybe.
She undid the four of the fastenings, letting her tits float a little, stripped off the stockings, unclipped the suspenders and swapped her heels for slippers. She messed her hair a little, thought about lipstick and decided against, she looked relaxed, sexy and a little vulnerable, as though she'd been caught unawares. Perfect.
Julie found the four of them in the lounge eating.
"I'm glad you found the food," she said. Mary got up as Julie arrived. "Did you hear Annette and I talking?"
"Mmmm." Julie pulled Mary towards her and gave her a hug as a pretext for being able to whisper in her ear. "Have you told the boys?"
"Not yet."
"Who did the cooking?"
"George and I," said Adrian.
"Any chance you could do me a plate? I haven't eaten yet and this smells too good."
The two men were on their feet immediately and headed for the kitchen. The door stayed open but there was enough privacy for the women to talk.
"This is complicated," said Julie, "from what I heard downstairs you want to get off with each other and watch the boys DP me. It's hard to do both at once."
"Impossible."
"So what is it to be?"
"Me and Annette together was my idea," said Mary but I'd like to make up to Adrian as well. I almost ruined his night."
"He doesn't know that." Julie held a finger to her lips, "so don't tell him. A bit of feeling guilty won't do you any harm. Have you had as much big cock as you want... silly question, have you had enough for now?"
"I wanted to show Annette how I trained myself to take them."
"How long do you need?"
Mary shrugged."All night?"
That brought a giggle from all of them.
"OK, so I'm sleeping with both guys for the night. That would be new for them. I may want to send Adrian back to you and look after George later on, if that's alright with you Annette?"
Annette looked anxious but nodded.
"OK, one more thing, put the TV in your room on Channel 6, that will show you what we are up to in the other room so you can take a break and watch at the right time. Keep the sound low. It's bound to take me a while to get the boys up to speed and I want to eat first."
"That will give George time to recover."
"Adrian's come twice already."
Julie turned to Mary. "Has he ever come three times in one night?"
"No, she said, looking wistfully regretful.
"A challenge then," said Julie, grinning. "I've got all night, don't you two fall asleep if you want to watch."
George appeared with a tray carrying a meal for Julie closely followed by Adrian with drinks. After a polite interval Mary and Annette disappeared each having given their man a sympathetic but stern look to keep them in place.
“How has it been for you so far?” Julie sliced into her pizza, drank a sip of wine and wondered which of them would be the first to respond. She had to work to keep a straight face, glad of the distraction provided by the food as each man was being asked to comment on having sex with the other’s wife.
She knew Adrian better, so when the silence had grown she turned his way, smiling, eyebrows up a tick.
"It was good," he said, glancing nervously at George. "I hope that's what Annette will tell George in the morning. She said it was good."
"Did you come too soon?"
"No," Adrian half suppressed an embarrassed laugh. "No, not this time."
"Is that an in joke?" George looked puzzled.
Julie saw the instant hesitation in Adrian.
"Sort of," she said. "From when Adrian had a session here, like you did. It was his biggest worry, that Annette would be so sexy that he wouldn't be able to contain himself."
She smiled at Adrian. "I watched some of it," she said. "You did well. What about you George? How was it for you. You needn't be embarrassed in front of Adrian, he saw some of it."
"You'd have to ask Mary, I guess."
"But what do you think George?"
"I think Mary enjoyed herself," said Adrian, coming to the rescue.
"Why don't we watch Adrian. I need some time to let dinner settle." She glanced quickly at Adrian, conscious that she was playing the two of them. "It's only fair, you've seen George fucking Mary."
Julie stood up, taking her wine with her and set off towards the bedroom. The two men followed and by the time Julia had settled herself on the bed the screen had come to life.
"This is a tricky game," Julie said, "we don't want to watch the whole thing, but if I skip too fast it look silly. Luckily I've done this before so the tape has markers we can jump to every quarter of an hour."
First they watched some of Annette sucking Adrian. Julie wrapped an arm around George, pulling him into a hug, feeling the tension in him.
"See how he's getting bigger."
"But not too big," he said. Adrian, at first hardly daring to look, began to relax. Julie jumped the tape forward and they watched as Annette responded to Adrian's tongue.
"He's doing a good job isn't he," Julie whispered in George's ear as Annette had her first orgasm.
"Mmmm,"
"Tell him."
There was a pause but George couldn't take his eyes off Annette.
"Thanks, mate," he said.
"Only fair," said Adrian. "She deserves a treat."
Julie clicked the tape forward looking for the point where Adrian actually fucked Annette.
"Hold onto your hats boys," she said, "this is where it gets good."
They watched as Adrian screwed Annette and Julie stopped the tape before their recovery talk.
“No, don’t stop it, I want to hear,” said George.
“Sure, but Adrian’s heard it all. Adrian, would you get us some more wine, take your time, let George hear this, okay?”
Adrian headed back to the kitchen hoping George wouldn’t be upset. Julie let the tape run.
"Some of this may be uncomfortable George."
"Have you seen it already."
"Mmmm, some I watched with the sound down. I was watching both rooms at once." She paused the tape. "From memory this next bit you need to listen carefully and not get mad. It's a chance to learn something."
She reached out and held his hand as the tape began to play. Adrian's voice was clear but hesitant.
"Was it, um, I don't know how to put it. Was it good?"
"Yes, it was good?"
"On a scale of..."
"I'm not much of a judge. George frightens me, if I didn't love him so much I'd have run a mile already."
Julie stopped the tape and squeezed George's hand. "Did you know that?"
"Sort of," he said with a heavy sigh.
"I'm not trying to take you away from George." Adrian's, voice was barely above a whisper and since they started talking he hadn't dared look at Annette.
She put an arm around his shoulders. "If I didn't love George I'd be tempted to steal you. I can't imagine why Mary wants anything else."
Adrian relaxed, dropped into an armchair and almost passed out.
"Seriously Adrian, that was great, George doesn't do that. I've made him timid."
"Oh Christ,"
"George it's not a time for being upset. This is for learning. You've just heard something that Annette would hate to tell you because she loves you."
On the tape Adrian opened his eyes. "Do think he'll be like that with Mary?"
"What are you hoping for?"
"I want her to have a good time."
"Should we look?"
"Or listen? Would you like that?" Adrian as polite as ever.
"Have you ever watched Mary with someone else?"
"No, We talked about it. Mary was anxious that it wouldn't be good for me, I mean you read these stories where bullish types like to humiliate the husband. I could have coped... Well I think I could have but Mary didn't want to risk it."
"Have you ever seen a video, did she film for you? I read that some people do that."
"I never asked for pictures. She wasn't doing it for me, It was a treat for her."
"Poor guy," said George.
"Why so?"
"Mary's out fucking other guys and he's sitting at home hoping she comes back and he's never even seen what she does."
"Well he has now thanks to your wife dragging him into the other room."
"Yeah, but that was me, I mean he's never seen the real studs that's Mary's fucked."
"So you don't rate yourself?"
George pulled away and buried his face in both hands.
"You saw," he muttered, "I'm not even as good as Adrian."
"I doubt if Mary thinks that."
"Only because Annette beat me. On my own I'd never have done for her what Adrian did for Annette."
"So you should be grateful to Adrian." She watched his face, "but you're struggling with that? Yes?"
"He did kind of show me up."
"But he's not going to steal her."
"No, no, he's too decent a guy but I need to be better don't I, I mean now she knows...She won't forget will she"
"So we'd better keep working at it. It's me you should be mad at, I got you into this."
"How do you mean?"
"I want you and Adrian to work together, I want both of you at once."
"Making us compete?" said Adrian from the doorway.
"Compete or co-operate, up to you, but I want a double penetration."
"You mean like Mary?"
"No, the other two holes, both at once."
"Who goes where?"
"I want her arse," said George, suddenly sounding decisive.
Julie looked quickly from one to the other and read something in George's face.
"Good idea," she said.
"But he's bigger."
Julie pulled Adrian towards her and whispered in his ear. "Best if he doesn't see my face."
For a second Adrian was puzzled and almost said something.
"In case I look hurt," she breathed in his ear. Before Adrian had a chance to react she had wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, knowing that he would be horrified, giving him time to get over it.
"On the bed Adrian," she said, "I need to get you hard. George will have to get hard from watching us."
"It'll be my third time tonight."
"Fun isn't it," she said, pushing him onto the bed.
"What about the drinks?"
"They're for after," she said as her mouth enveloped him. George, standing behind them watched as Julie slid up the bed, worked herself up into a cowgirl position while still working on Adrian's cock before she slid it into herself and started the squirm and rotate, lifting a little and working back down. George could see the delight on Adrian's face as he felt himself growing inside her.
Julie looked back over her shoulder.
"Lube," she said, "lots of it and get that thing hard."
George grabbed the tube and squirted some of the liquid on his cock, masturbating in rhythm with Julie's movements, his cock growing in his hand.
Julie slowly sank face down onto Adrian and then in a sudden acrobatic move she let her whole weight rest on Adrian, spread her lags and pulled her arse cheeks apart. Fortunately George didn't need a hint and squirted more lube where he knew he was going next.