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John and Cindi 1
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JOHN and CINDI
John and Cindi Dorne had been married almost 20 years.
Ten years ago, in a bold and daring
move, they abandoned reasonably successful
9-5 jobs and started a business from their home,
supplying precision metal parts to industry.
From those initial hard working days, the
business grew and became lucrative beyond their
wildest dreams. Even with the new expensive
home, the summer house, the country club
membership, they wanted more. When a chance
to substitute the metal parts from a foreign and
considerably less expensive source arose, they
took it, reasoning that their customers would
never know. They were wrong.
Parts sent to a factory, owned by one Edward
Hudson, caused extensive damage to machinery,
loss of huge revenues, and the injury to two of
his workers.
Hudson traced the problem and demanded
restitution from the Dorne's, and threatened
both civil suit and criminal prosecution.
The Dorne's, now faced with the prospect of
losing everything, agreed to meet with Edward
Hudson at his estate. Hudson, knocking on the
door of the billionaires club, could easily afford
the losses at one of his many businesses. The
Dorne's agreed all too readily that THEY would
be the 'entertainment' at a party Hudson, and
his wife Alicia, would be hosting that evening.
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Alicia Hudson contained her enthusiasm as
she opened the large oak doors of the Hudson
mansion. She just stared for a few moments
at the obviously nervous John and Cindi Dorne.
Alicia guessed John to be about 42. He was
about 6 feet tall, and a tad overweight. The
wife, Cindi, about the same age, shorter by
six inches, 36" bust line, tapering to
proportionate waist and hips. Both dressed well,
he in his gray suit, she in a flowing black
cocktail dress.
"Do come in and meet our guests," Alicia
spoke softly and politely. The Dorne's nodded
and followed the tall blonde woman into the
Great Room. There were four couples seated
in large couches and comfortable chairs. At
at the center of the conversation pit was a
large heavy wooden table. Edward Hudson stood
at the fireplace mantle.
Alicia pulled Cindi from John's comforting arm.
"Cindi, do be a dear, and raise your dress. Our
guests would like to see your panties." Alicia
spoke ever so nicely.
John closed his eyes. He could do nothing.
Cindi's eyes swelled with tears, knowing she
would have to obey. She glanced at John and
then at the faces of the smiling guests. Cindi
lifted the hem of her dress high, bunching it
around her waist.
"Walk around the table, dear,"Alicia directed,
"let them all get a good look."
Each guest made her stop, turn, bend over, all
while she held her dress up. She was mortified
when an elegantly dressed woman felt the
soft flesh of her belly over the panties. Cindi
had never even entertained the thought of
bi-sexuality, and shook with humiliation as
the woman's fingers squeezed and felt her
crotch.
Alicia, standing behind John, reached around,
gripped his lapels, and removed his jacket,
leaving him standing in his shirt, tie, and slacks.
"Take your pants off," she whispered to him,
while teasing at the hair on the back of his neck
with her long painted nails. John loosened
his belt, all the while watching his embarrassed
wife, holding her dress up and being fondled.
Alicia tucked up his shirt past his belly. He
felt foolish standing in his briefs, shirt with tie,
and shoes and socks.
Even in his embarrassment, he tried to suck
in the paunch of his stomach. Alicia chuckled
at this and reached around and felt the front
of John's briefs. John closed his eyes as her
fingers traced the length of his penis over the
briefs.
"Cindi, come here, girl," Alicia ordered.
When Cindi stood before her, Alicia told her
to remove her dress. She could hear the guests
chuckling as she stood in her underwear.
"Take off John's briefs," Alicia ordered Cindi.
Cindi, breathing heavy slid her fingers into
the waistband of the briefs, squatted, and
pulled off her husbands under garment.
The guests applauded. "I would like to see
his anus," a gray haired gentleman on the couch
spoke up.
"Go ahead, John," Alicia prodded John, "go
over to the couch and show Mr. Pierce your
anus.
"Yeah, I want to see Cindi's also," Mrs. Pierce
chuckled.
Alicia smiled and as Cindi shook with humiliation,
Alicia removed Cindi's bra and
panties. She was stark naked in a room full
of clothed people. Alicia led the blushing
woman to where Mrs. Pierce was sitting.
The older couple had John and Cindi get up
on the table, kneel down with their heads and
shoulders resting on the table and looking at
each other. Then to their horror, the couple
was ordered to reach back and pull open
the cheeks of their asses! John shook with
shame as he felt a MAN'S hands fingering his
ass pucker and fondling his hanging balls!
Cindi fared no better, as Mrs. Pierce scratched
at her anus and at the same time pinched and
felt her soft vaginal folds.
The other guests joined in, fingering and playing
with John and Cindi's exposed private parts.
John felt a slender female hand grab the softness
of his penis. The man's large hand still teased
his balls, bouncing them, and rolling the plums
with the scrotal sack.
John felt his penis swell and tried to will away
the arousal as the woman expertly, her teeth
fixed in leering grin, stroked and fondeld his
organ.
Cindi had been rolled over on her back, her
legs spread and pulled back to her chest.
Busy fingers tweaked and pulled her nipples
to erection, while others teased at her slit, clit,
and her spread open anus.
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