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After Party by Zenobia RenquistAfter Party
by Zenobia Renquist

Razor’s Edge Press

eBook BIN: 05997-01924

Tawnie’s ready for a good night’s sleep, but Hudson is ready for sex.

The game is over, everyone has left and the house is clean. Tawnie is ready for a good night’s sleep, but Hudson is ready for sex. There’s no reason they can’t both get what they want.

Note: This title has no chapter breaks. Please enjoy the first scene.

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Scene One

A soft knock at the door sent Hudson scrambling to pause the video he was watching and bring up the minimized screen of his email before he called, “What?”
“I’ve got a headache so I’m going to bed early,” Tawnie said through the door. “I cleaned up the kitchen and everything. Don’t mess it back up. I don’t want to wake up to dirty dishes.”
“Whatever, woman.”
“Night.”
He grunted loudly and listened for the sound of Tawnie walking away. When he heard the bedroom door close, he returned to his video.
“Don’t mess up the kitchen,” he grumbled. “It’s my damn kitchen. I pay the bills around here. I can mess up whatever I damn well please.” He hadn’t planned to visit the kitchen. After all the snacks Tawnie made for the poker game that night, Hudson was stuffed. But just her saying that made him want to go get something.
He pressed play on the video he had been watching instead. What he wanted wasn’t in the kitchen. Loud moans of pleasure from his sweet little wife exited his speakers. He watched Tawnie toying her pussy for the wanking enjoyment of his poker buddies. Ten men with dicks in hands watched his wife.
The video had been recorded earlier that night, before the poker game. This was Tawnie’s routine. She thought Hudson didn’t know about it. He knew. He let her do it because it got her off, and that translated into getting him off. The only one in the dark was Tawnie because she didn’t know her little sessions were being recorded and delivered to Hudson.
Ben, the man who owned the bed Tawnie was drenching with her pussy juices, hosted the little pre-poker get-togethers. Every Friday Hudson made up some excuse to get home late so Tawnie could have her fun. All his poker buddies, except Ben, thought they were getting over on Hudson. If they only knew…
Hudson grinned at the way the men almost drooled at his hot little wife. And she was hot. Tawnie was in rare form with her knees pulled to her chest and her ass bouncing against the bed as she stuffed a dildo as deep as it would go. But then she always upped the ante when she got a new patron. This week it had been Keith. He was the newest addition to the poker games — a buddy from Hudson’s job — and had been coming for the last month. That was long enough for Ben to feel Keith out and see if the man would want in on a little something-something before the games.
Ben ran the show. He was the doorman, the cameraman and the cashier. Each guy forked over fifty bucks to watch Tawnie. And watching was all they did. The man who touched Tawnie would lose that hand to Hudson’s sledgehammer. Hudson didn’t mind them getting off while they watched. He didn’t mind Doug’s little ritual kiss on the inside of Tawnie’s upper thigh so long as that kiss didn’t get any closer to her pussy than it already was. One more inch and Doug would be sipping his food through a straw for the rest of his life.
Let them watch and see everything they couldn’t have. And Hudson knew the men wanted her. He’d known it long before these little get-togethers had started. Every poker game Hudson had cleaned up because the guys couldn’t keep their eyes off his wife.
It wasn’t like Tawnie flirted or strutted around in skimpy outfits. She usually wore sweatpants and loose cotton shirts when the guys were over and only spoke to them long enough to find out if they wanted more food or another beer. But each man had acted like she was walking around naked and inviting him to the bedroom.
When the get-togethers started, Hudson’s winning streak took a hit. The guys could concentrate after getting an eyeful of every inch of Tawnie’s body. And being watched turned Tawnie on more than anything else. She would never admit it to Hudson, but he benefited from her new recreation. Tawnie liked her toys but she preferred a hot, hard dick stuffing her hole.

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