Snow Ball
by Lingus

The weather forecast for the Twin Cities sounded pretty ominous.
There was the possibility of up to two feet of snow during the next
twelve hours. The wind was picking up and the temperature had
already dropped twenty degrees in the last three hours. The sky was
gray and foreboding...a sure sign of an early winter storm, most
Minnesotans agreed as they returned from their lunch hour. 

"We are asking all businesses in the area to close early and permit
their employees to go home so that they can beat the storm," radio
and TV announcers chanted almost in unison.

"Boy, this doesn't sound good," Paula Petri said to Donna Johnson,
her colleague in Huber Transport's computer department as they went
back to their desks after lunch. "What do you think they'll do
here?"

"Well, we've only had one really bad storm since I started, but
that time they sent most people home. They put a few of us up at
the Hyatt so that we could get keep the system up on our regular
schedule."

The Hyatt Hotel was less than a block from Huber's office so it was
the logical place to go in such a situation. Keeping the data
flowing was critical to a national trucking company. After all,
only a few of their trucks would be affected by this blizzard in
the Upper Midwest. Most of their business was actually in the
Southeast and along the Atlantic Coast. Those areas wouldn't be
affected by this storm...at least not for a day or two.

Paula went back to work but in the back of her mind she couldn't
stop worrying about what was about to happen outside.

"Paula, could you come in here for a minute?" Steve Raeburn, her
boss, asked over the intercom.

"What's up, Steve?" Paula asked as she entered his office.

"I think we'd better close the office," Steve announced. "We're
already getting reports of very dangerous driving conditions in St.
Cloud, so I think you should tell everyone to get out of here as
fast and safely as they can. Oh, and Paula, a few of us are taking
rooms at the Hyatt so we can stay around and keep Hal running until
six and then be available in the morning to get operational again.
I'd appreciate it if you could join us. We need your experience in
case there's a problem."

"Gee, Steve, I'd like to stay. I'll have to check though to see if
Bob's going to be home to take care of the kids. I'll let you know
in a minute. OK?"

"Fine. Call him and get right back to me. Send everyone else but
Donna home though. She's already said she'd stay."

On her way out of Steve's office, Donna stopped her.

"So Paula, are you going to stay?" she asked. "I sure hope so. I'd
hate to be the only gal again this year. All those men get a little
much after a couple of hours."

"I don't know yet, Donna," Paula answered. "I've got to check on
things at home first. I'll stay if I can."

"Hi honey," Paula said when her husband answered the phone at their
house. "I'm glad that you're there. Are the kids OK? Did everyone
make it home?"

"Yes, sweetheart, they're fine. School let out early, so they were
already at the Kendall's when I got home. But what about you?
Aren't you coming home soon. It sounds like there isn't much time
to spare."

"Well, I wanted to talk to you about that. Steve has asked me to
stay here if I can. The company has taken some rooms at the Hyatt,
so come of us can stay and keep the system up. Would that be
alright with you?"

"Gee, honey, I'm not sure," her husband hesitated. "I mean do you
feel alright about it?"

"Oh, I don't mind really," Paula replied. "Donna is going to stay
too. She says she's done it before. I guess it really isn't too
bad, except I didn't bring a toothbrush with me. Fortunately I wore
my warm coat and gloves today though. I'll bet it'll be a cold walk
over there later."

Paula and Bob chatted a little more about her decision before they
agreed that she should stay at work. Neither of them had any idea
what a fateful choice that was...and it's import had nothing to do
with computers.

By mid-afternoon the storm hit. Within minutes visibility dropped
to just a few feet. This was going to be a doozy. Looking out the
window of her office, Paula could see that suddenly the people of
the Twin Cities had gone into temporary hibernation. The steady
stream of traffic that normally passed by on the Interstate just a
few feet away had all but disappeared. Instead there seemed to be
an endless parade of flashing yellow lights indicating that the
salt-trucks and snowplows were out in full force. Paula shuddered
at the eery sight.

This would be a first for her and her family. They had just moved
up from Atlanta a few months earlier when Huber consolidated all of
its computer operations into one.

"Why did they have to pick this place?" she wondered as she
listened to the reports of more than six inches of snow already in
the far northwestern suburbs of Minneapolis. "I hope Bob and the
kids will be alright."

While Paula was mostly concerned about the welfare of her family,
she was also a little puzzled by what was going on there at the
office. Instead of being the least bit worried about the heinous
trick that mother nature was pulling on them outdoors, everyone
appeared to be in a very festive mood. Although the six of them
were kept too busy handling the work that was normally done by
three times that number, there was a lot of banter and laughing as
the afternoon wore on. Finally Paula had to find out what this was
all about. She called Donna aside and asked her.

"Why is everyone is such high spirits?" she asked. "It isn't normal
to be so up-beat when things are so nasty outside."

"Oh, don't worry," Donna replied. "It's just that these nights in
town are usually a lot of fun. When we get to the hotel, we'll have
a nice suite and Steve will order anything we want from room
service. It turns into a real fun party...almost like a teenage
sleepover. Just wait. You'll see."

A phone call for Paula from Baltimore interrupted them. She
accepted Donna's explanation and went back to work.

The valiant six held down the fort until seven o'clock which was
when the west coast offices closed. After sending out a bulletin to
all offices that they were leaving and hoped to be back at six the
next morning, they turned out the lights, locked the door and
headed to the Hyatt.

"It's party time!" Chris Anderson shouted with glee as the group
turned toward the hotel. As soon as they passed the corner of their
building the extent of the storm became obvious. The wind was so
strong it practically took their breath away and the snow was
nearly a foot deep already. In fact, they immediately encountered
their first drift which was more than two feet deep. 

"Everyone hold hands and form a chain," Steve yelled as loudly as
he could. "We don't want anyone to get lost or stuck in the snow."

Paula grabbed a hold of the outstretched hand in front of her and
reached back to Donna who she knew was behind her. She was
frightened and it made her feel better to feel the grip of her two
co-workers.

The trek to the hotel seemed to take forever even though it was
only a long block. Fortunately the bright "Hyatt" sign was faintly
visible even in the blowing snow and it acted like a beacon on a
foggy night. The weary, cold intrepids arrived fifteen minutes
after they'd left the shelter of their office. It had been a
harrowing experience for Paula who'd never seen such severe
weather. She'd fallen down in one particularly deep drift and Kevin
McHugh and Larry Albins had to rescue her. She'd been too
frightened to give any thought to the fact that they pulled her
from the drift by both placing their hands firmly under her crotch
and lifting her up. 

Once inside the safe warm lobby of the hotel, the others began to
brush the snow off their clothes while Paula stood wondering why
they were stomping up and down and flailing themselves frantically.

"You need to get that snow off before it melts," Larry said when he
noticed Paula standing there shivering. "Otherwise your clothes
will get all wet and you really will feel cold. Here, I'll help
you."

Without waiting for a response, Larry began to brush the snow off
for her. Since she'd fallen down she had snow all the way up to her
waist. Larry was not shy about brushing it off and Paula suddenly
realized that her colleague had his hands all over her ass and
crotch again. This time her defenses were on alert and she was
about to push his hands away when he moved them on down her thighs
and then to her calves. 

"Th..th..th..thank you, Larry," she shivered when he was finished,
"and thanks for saving me out there. I really appreciate it."

"Oh, don't mention it, Paula," Larry replied with a grin. "You can
express your gratitude later."

Paula was puzzled by his remark, but as she was about to ask for a
clarification Steve walked up with the room keys.

"Good news," he announced. "We got the same suite as last year.
Let's get up there and have a drink while we wait for dinner."

"Great idea, boss!" Kevin proclaimed. "I can't wait."

The six of them completed their trek by walking over to the
elevator and going up to the top floor. It seemed strange to Paula
to be checking into a hotel without any luggage. She'd only done
that once before when she and Bob had gone to an adult motel as a
special treat on their tenth wedding anniversary. They only rented
the room for three hours one afternoon so they didn't need any
luggage. They just went there to spend some time in the jacuzzi,
watch a dirty movie on TV and enjoy some great sex. It had been a
lot of fun and they promised each other they'd do it again, but
they'd just never gotten around to it in the two years since.

The suite was indeed very nice, and quite large. There were
bedrooms at each end. One of them was assigned to Donna and Paula
and the other would be for Chris and Steve. Larry and Kevin were to
sleep on the two hide-a-beds in the living room. Each bedroom had
its own bath and there was a third bath just inside the main door
to the suite. With six people needing them in the morning it would
get a little crowded, but they'd get by.
"I guess this really won't be too bad," Paula thought to herself as
she took off her coat and hung it in the closet. "Not exactly my
idea of a great way to spent a winter evening...but still not too
bad. It is too bad though that Bob can't be here. He'd get a kick
out of it."

Paula's thought of Bob reminded her that she had promised to give
him a call as soon as she'd arrived safely at the hotel. She'd
nearly forgotten and he probably was starting to get worried.

"Hi sweetheart," she said as her daughter Kelly answered the phone.
"This is Mommy. How are you all doing?"

Everything at home was under control. Bob had fixed dinner and the
kids seemed very excited about seeing a blizzard for the first
time. School had already been cancelled for the next day, so they
couldn't wait to go out and play in the snow. Bob still seemed
concerned about Paula but was relieved to know that she was safe
and in comfortable surroundings. The two of them blew each other
kisses over the phone and then said "good night".

Steve had everyone pick out what they wanted from the room service
menu and called in their order. Since it would be nearly an hour
before the food arrived, he got some snacks out of the honor bar
and took their drink orders as well. Paula, who normally drank only
an occasional glass of wine, decided that a glass of brandy sounded
good. She'd always heard that brandy was supposed to warm you up
and she still felt chilled to the bone. The drinks were poured and
she and Donna took theirs with them into their bedroom to survey
the situation.

"Ahhh, great!" Paula gleefully declared from the bathroom. "They
have a hair dryer in here. I won't have to worry about looking
quite so bad tomorrow." She also happily noted that there was a
small supply of many of the toiletries that she would like to have
to get ready for work the next day.

When Paula went back out into their bedroom she found Donna hanging
her slacks up in the closet.

"What are you doing?" Paula asked.

"They're wet so I'm hanging them up to dry," Donna explained. "I'm
sure I'll be warmer without them for now."

"But won't that take awhile?" Paula continued. "What about eating
dinner?"

"Oh, no problem," Donna, "this shirt is as long as some dresses the
girls wear these days. I'm sure the guys won't mind."

"But what about your husband?" Paula asked in dismay. "What would
he think?"

"Oh, I'm sure Jack wouldn't care. I've dressed like this around his
friends lots of times. He thinks it's sort of cool."

"Wow," Paula thought to herself. She figured that Bob would be very
upset if she ever let another man see her dressed like that.

Just then there was a knock on their bedroom door.

"Come in," Donna invited.

It was Steve who'd come to see if either of them needed another
drink. Paula hadn't taken much note, but her glass was already
empty. She hadn't realized how easily Remy Martin cognac went down.
She did notice that it was beginning to give her a nice warm glow
however. Both of the women ordered refills.

Paula turned and looked at Donna as she ordered her drink. Donna
was seated on the edge of the bed, and Paula was mortified to
notice that the front of her long blouse was spread open across her
thighs so that Steve had a clear view of Donna's pink panties.
Donna noticed her glance and after quickly surveying herself, she
gave a little tug on each side of the blouse to hide some but not
all of the view.

"My gawd," Paula murmured. "What sort of woman is she anyhow? I
can't believe she's so casual about things like that."

Steve again interrupted Paula's train of thought by telling both of
the women that they should join the men in the living room. Donna
calmly got up to leave and Paula followed.

"Hey Donna," Chris called out when he saw her. "What happened to
your pants?"

"Yeah, Donna," Larry chimed in. "You and Paula playing strip poker
without us?"

Paula felt her face turn red at these comments. There was an
obvious flavor of sex in the air that made her very nervous.

"No guys. Nothing like that," Donna replied. "My slacks are wet and
they were making me cold so I took them off to dry. I hope you guys
don't mind...do you?"

"Of course not, Donna," Chris replied. "But if you're still cold,
come on over here and I'll keep you warm."

"Don't you wish," Donna shot back. "You guys are really being
naughty tonight, and we haven't even had dinner yet. I wonder
what's become of you. Just think of the kind of impression you're
giving Paula."

"Well, hell, I'd be happy to keep Paula warm too," Chris replied.
"Hey Paula, are you cold too?"
"No not really," Paula replied as her sense of embarrassment
deepened.

"Ah come on," Larry chided. "You must be cold. I can see that your
slacks are soaking wet. You must be freezing with them on."

"I'm a little chilly, yes," Paula confessed, "but I think I'll keep
mine on, if you all don't mind."

"Oh don't be such a prude Paula," Kevin joined in. "Nobody here is
going to get uptight about some bare legs. In fact, I'll tell you
what. My pants are wet too. I'm going to take them off and hang
them up too. Then maybe that will make you girls more comfortable."

Kevin was good to his word. He stood up and promptly took off his
trousers. Underneath he was wearing black boxer shorts. Paula
gasped slightly at the sight as Kevin walked over to the closet and
took his time hanging up his pants.

"There, Paula. Does that make you feel better? Now go get those wet
things of yours off too before you catch pneumonia." 

"Thanks Kevin," Paula mumbled as she swallowed the last of her
second glass of brandy, "but I think I'll keep them on...at least
for now. OK?"

Paula was rescued by a knock at the door.

"Room service!" came the call. Dinner had arrived. When the server
entered the room with his cart full of food, Paula expected Kevin
and Donna to leave the room to avoid being seen. Neither moved,
however, which was another surprise to her. The server, on the
other hand, didn't seem to notice even though Donna again was
sitting with her panties clearly on display.

Everyone suddenly concentrated on eating their meals. It had been
a long time since lunch and they were all very hungry. The food
came just in time to keep Paula from getting sick. She'd had more
to drink already than she usually drank in a week...and she never
drank anything as potent as Remy Martin. Instead of becoming ill
she got slightly drunk. By the time dinner was finished Paula's
senses were dulled to the point that when she caught a glimpse of
Kevin's cock through the opening in his shorts, she started to
giggle instead of becoming upset.

"What are you so tickled about?" Kevin asked when she laughed.

"Your thing is about to come out," Paula whispered loudly as she
pointed at his crotch.

"What are you looking at that for anyhow?" he teased. He reached
down and pulled his entire tool out and left it there for Paula and
everyone else on his side of the table to see. "If you really want
to see it, have a good look," he announced proudly.
"Ahhhh," Paula gasped and turned away. "Kevin, what are you doing?
Put that thing away right now!" she ordered as everyone else roared
with laughter. Even Donna laughed which still puzzled Paula.

"So Paula, are your pants dry yet?" Kevin asked when they'd all
recovered from his blatant display and were taking their seats to
watch a movie on the tube.

"No, not really," Paula admitted. In fact, Paula realized that it
was no longer just a problem of being cold. Her wet slacks were
beginning to chafe her upper thighs which was very uncomfortable. 

"Then I really think you should take them off," Kevin insisted. "We
can't afford to have you getting sick tonight, now can we."

Somehow Kevin's firm manner and Paula's weakening inhibitions
changed her mind.

"I guess you're right," she said as she got up and headed for her
room.

As soon as she took off her slacks, Paula realized that her blouse
was far shorter than Donna's. It barely covered her panties when
she was standing up. It wouldn't hide a thing when she sat down. On
top of that Paula had worn lacy cream colored lingerie that day and
the shadow of her brown beaver was clearly visible through the lace
front panel of the panties. 

"I can't go out there like this," Paula thought as she reached for
her slacks to put them back on. Then she got the great idea of
wrapping one of the hotel's luxurious bath towels around her hips.
"There. That should take care of it," she decided as she looked in
the mirror again with the towel in place. "Probably not something
my husband or my mother would approve, but a lot more modest than
Donna or Kevin," she mused.

When Paula returned to the living room she discovered that she
looked a lot more modest than any of the rest of them. All of the
men had removed their trousers and were standing waiting for her to
get a good look before they sat down again. Steve also had on boxer
shorts which hinted at a slight bulge within. Chris and Larry both
wore jockey shorts and their bulges were more pronounced.

"Oh my gawd!" Paula gasped again when she saw the lineup of men.
She started to turn to retreat back into her room, when Kevin,
who'd been sitting next to where she stood suddenly reached out.

"Hey. That towel's not fair," he blurted as he grabbed it and
pulled it from her body. Paula's hands instinctively moved to hide
her pubic area, but everyone instantly knew that Paula was not a
real blonde...a matter of considerable speculation in the office,
she later found out.

"Whheeew! Whheww!" came the chorus of wolf whistles. Paula turned
a hundred shades of red and again tried to run back into the other
room.

"Where are you going?" Kevin asked as he stood to block her
retreat. "Come on Paula. Just relax. As soon as Steve gets us
another drink, we're all going to watch a movie. The gals on TV
will probably have even less clothes on than you, so you ought to
feel more comfortable especially since none of them will be as
pretty or as sexy as you. Right guys?"

"Yeah. For sure!" Chris confirmed. The others joined in the cheer
of agreement.

Paula didn't follow Kevin's bizarre logic, but she somehow was
calmed by his firm manner and she wasn't too far out of it to be
pleased by the men's confirmation of her attractiveness. She found
a place to sit and waited for her fresh drink. After attempting
futilely to cover herself with the tail of her blouse, she gave up
and let her panties show. She held her thighs tightly together and
laid her hands in her lap.

The movie that the guys...apparently with Donna's agreement...had
picked to watch was an adult one and the opening scene showed a
woman giving a guy head. Since this was the "cable" version, the
guy's cock wasn't shown but the movie was more explicit than Paula
had ever watched before with anyone other than her husband. She sat
self-consciously as the screen was filled with various views of the
woman's face as she pleasured the guy. This scenario went on for
several minutes and Paula felt her level embarrassment increasing
by the second. She tried very hard to avoid making eye contact with
any of the men in the room. She just stared at the TV or at the
floor. 

She was finally distracted by Chris when he tried to adjust his
shorts. Paula instinctively looked his way and noticed that the
bulge in his shorts had grown significantly. Soon the other men
were also doing the same thing, but Kevin was different. Instead of
simply adjusting his shorts, he began slowing stroking himself
through the thin fabric of his boxers. Paula couldn't believe her
eyes but she found it very hard to look away either. When she did
sneak a glimpse around the room she noticed that Donna had her hand
pressed between her thighs and was rubbing herself. Everyone but
Paula seemed to be really getting into the erotic mood of the
flick.

"Paula," someone whispered. "Paula...what do you think of this?"

Paula looked to her left and there sat Kevin with his cock out of
his shorts again. This time, however, it was fully erect. When she
looked at him, Kevin reached for her hand and placed it on his
throbbing member. Paula withdrew instantly as though she had just
touched a hot stove. Again she heard soft laughter as the others
enjoyed her embarrassed response. As the scene on the screen
appeared to approach a climax the mood in the room became very
tense and quiet again. Suddenly the scene shifted from the bedroom
to a scene in a downtown office and Paula breathed a large sigh of
relief.

"That sucks," Larry muttered as he reached for the remote and shut
off the TV. "What a build up and nothing happened. That really
sucks!"

"For sure," Steve agreed. "I didn't think she was all that good at
it anyhow...not nearly as good as Donna."

Paula nearly broke her neck as she swung around to look at the
woman she worked with. What did Steve mean by that? How did he have
any idea how good Donna was at giving head? Was he talking about
another Donna?

"That's for sure," Kevin agreed. "Donna is the best!"

"Gee, thanks guys," Donna said as Paula stared at her in disbelief.
"Flattery like that will get you anywhere."

"Donna, how would you like to play another game of 'Guess Who?'
like we did last year?" Steve interrupted. "Oh. Paula you'd be
welcome to play too, if you'd like."

"That sounds like fun to me," Donna replied. "I think we should up
the ante this time though. How about a hundred for each correct
guess?"

"What's this all about?" Paula asked as she tried to follow the
conversation.

"It's a very simple contest," her boss answered. "Donna is
blindfolded and then she has to identify us. The only things she
can use are her hands and her mouth and she can only touch
us...let's say below the waist and above the knees. Isn't that
about it guys?"

"To put it more bluntly, if I may," Donna interjected, "I have to
identify each of their cocks with my mouth and my fingers. It's
really a lot of fun. Last year I got two of them right and since
the prize was fifty bucks each, I won a hundred bucks. Believe me
it was the easiest hundred I've ever made...and the most fun."

"OK. Is a hundred each OK with you guys?" Steve asked. "Paula, you
can watch Donna do it once and I'm sure you'll catch on." 

Paula fell back in her chair in astonishment. She sat speechless as
Donna removed the rest of her clothes. With any pretense of office
decorum now vanished, the men were soon naked as well. A blindfold
was found for Donna and the four men lined up in a row with their
turgid poles waving in the air. Paula hadn't seen many erect cocks
in person...only her husband's in fact, but she quickly realized as
she studied them carefully that there were some distinct
differences in their appearance.

"I wonder though how she'll be able to tell the difference
blindfolded," she thought to herself as Donna worked on her first
candidate, who was Larry. She gave Larry's erection a good going
over and then moved on to Chris who was next. He too got a great
licking. The dazed look on his face revealed his pleasure. It
looked to Paula, who was by no means an expert on the
subject...yet, anyhow...that Chris was about to cum when Donna
moved on again. Steve was third and Kevin got the last tongue
lashing. Each of them appeared to enjoy the test as well. 

"OK Donna. Guess who!" Steve ordered. He then pushed Larry over
toward Donna who remained on her knees on the floor. Larry
willingly guided his wagging member to Donna's inviting mouth.
Donna spent a few seconds rechecking him and then announced "This
is Larry."

Paula couldn't believe that Donna got that one right. Larry's and
Steve's cocks looked so much alike it must be very hard to tell
them apart. 

"Very good Donna," Steve announced. "You've already won a hundred
bucks. Now guess who!" Chris quickly stepped forward and guided his
cock into Donna's talented mouth. After a few seconds Donna pulled
back and said "Steve?"

"Ohhhh, Donna. No, but you're still batting five hundred. Are you
ready for contestant number three?"

"Sure," Donna replied enthusiastically.

"Alright then Donna. Guess who!" Steve's own member was quickly
engulfed in Donna's waiting mouth. The rest of the group could see
her tongue slowly massaging the pink head of Steve's cock. Steve
looked like he was in heaven. Donna worked for a few more seconds
with the tip of her tongue and then opened her mouth and swallowed
his cock. She got nearly all of it in before pulling back again. 
"This one must be Steve then," she announced rather confidently.

A cheer went up from the group and Donna smiled. She'd just won two
hundred bucks doing something Paula later learned was her favorite
pastime.

"That was terrific, Donna," Steve announced as he caught his
breath. "One more to go. Guess who. Is this Chris or Kevin?" 

Kevin came forward and let Donna go to work on him. She gave him
the same treatment she'd given Steve and when she was finished
accurately identified him. As the men cheered, Donna pulled off her
blindfold and pulled Kevin's cock back into her mouth.

"I want you to cum in my mouth," she mumbled as she worked
feverishly on her prey.
"Better hold off a minute, Donna," Steve advised as he pulled Kevin
back. "We have another contestant here. Are you ready to play now,
Paula?"

Paula suddenly couldn't move. She felt her stomach do a flipflop
and then it was full of butterflies. Only one other cock had ever
been in Paula's mouth and even that one...her husband's...hadn't
been there until just a three or four years ago. Fellatio wasn't
something that Paula had a lot of experience doing. Neither was
infidelity. As the reality of what was going on suddenly hit her,
Paula nearly ran out the door of the suite. Since she was rather
scantily dressed, it would have been a short chilly trip, but that
thought crossed her mind.

She was about to firmly express her refusal to play along when
Larry walked over to her chair.

"Paula," he said. "I think your panties are getting wet." Instead
of waiting for her response, he reached down and pushed his fingers
down between her tightly clenched thighs. Then he ran them up and
down against her panty covered cunt. As he rubbed Paula felt her
resolve dissipating and her thighs relaxed and fell open. Larry
continued his flagrant caress. Paula still did not respond verbally
so Larry worked more vigorously. Then as the four others watched he
slipped a finger inside the hem of Paula's panties and began to rub
her bare cunt.

Paula gasped with delight and surprise.

"I think this woman wants to play too," he proclaimed. 

Again the four men lined up in a row. Donna helped Paula
diffidently take her place in front of the four and then put on the
blindfold. The men rearranged themselves and this time Chris was
first and he firmly guided his cock toward Paula's mouth. She still
was pretty unsure about things so her mouth wasn't open and
waiting, but as soon as she felt the tip of Chris' cock against her
lips she opened up and took him in. Paula shook slightly as she
realized that her body had just been invaded by only the second
cock she'd ever experienced. 

At first Paula worked hesitantly as though she didn't like
fellatio. Her libido again overcame her alcohol impaired
inhibitions and Paula began giving Chris one of her great blowjobs
that only her husband had experienced before. She forgot that the
purpose of this game was just to be able to identify the cock in
her mouth. Paula became intent on sucking Chris to orgasm. If Donna
hadn't realized that Chris was about to cum, he would have. She
pulled him away just in time. Chris was disappointed, but Donna
consoled him saying that there would be lots of time to finish up
later.

Steve, Larry and Kevin followed in that order and each got the same
enthusiastic head that Chris had enjoyed. Paula had forgotten that
she was supposed to identify each cock, but when Steve had Chris
return for his brief encore and said "Guess Who!", Paula did try to
focus on her task. When the game was over, Paula had won three
hundred dollars just like Donna. She was wearing a big smile as she
removed the blindfold. The others all cheered and applauded, but
the best accolade of all came from Chris who said "Paula, there is
only one other woman who can suck cock like you, and that's Donna.
You are terrific!" Paula's smile grew even bigger.

Paula's smile turned to a frown when a moan coming from someone on
the couch drew her attention. Kevin had just buried his cock in
Donna's cunt and as she watched the two of them began fucking
furiously. The reality of the next step in the party hit Paula
hard. She wanted to run into the other room and away from the
scene, but she found herself forced to watch as Kevin's cock pumped
in and out of her co-worker's pussy. She was just at the right
position to see the action clearly, and she'd never seen anything
like it before except in a few videos. Paula felt her pussy getting
wetter and wetter as the pace on the couch increased.

"AAAGH!" Paula suddenly gasped when she felt something touching her
wet panty covered pussy. She looked around to see that Chris was on
the floor behind her sneaking a feel. His fingers forced the
material of her panties up into her slit.

"I want to fuck you, Paula," Chris said forthrightly. "I want to
fuck this hot pussy of yours."

Paula pulled away quickly and stood up.

"No!" she exclaimed. "I can't do that. It's not right!" She was on
the brink of tears and started walking from the room.

"Paula," Steve said, "how would you like to play another version of
'Guess who?' You could win a lot more money at it too. In fact I
think we should double the stakes to two hundred dollars for each
right answer."

Paula paused and looked at him. "How would I do that?" she asked.

"Well, instead your using your mouth on us, we'll use our mouths on
you," Steve replied. The other men quickly realized what Steve was
suggesting and began chanting "Yeah Paula. Yeah Paula. Give it a
try."

Even in her muddled mental condition Paula quickly calculated that
she had an opportunity to make eight hundred more dollars. That
idea appealed to her. She and Bob could use the money.

"Alright," she agreed meekly. "What do you want me to do?"

"You must undress...or at least remove your panties," Steve
advised. "Then put on the blindfold and lie down over here on the
couch. We'll do the rest."
Paula began to unbutton her blouse. "I can't believe I'm doing
this," she thought to herself. "I just hope I can win some of that
money." When she'd removed her blouse and laid it on the table, she
paused. The men's eyes were all scanning up and down her body. She
knew that now they could see her dark nipples as well as her brown
beaver.

"Would you like some help with your bra?" Larry offered.

"No Larry. I can do it myself," Paula replied as she reached back
and quickly undid the hooks. She let the bra fall from her
shoulders and her breasts were now exposed. Paula made no attempt
to cover them and the men whistled and muttered their appreciation.
Paula already knew that she had nice breasts. They weren't very
large...34b...but they didn't sag at all, and Bob had told her
repeatedly how much he liked them. Now she had confirmation from
four other men and she liked that. She lifted her hands and ran
them up over her breast as the men watched. Again they expressed
their approval.

The men whooped and hollered even louder as Paula's hands moved to
the waistband of her panties.

"Take 'em off," she heard Chris instructing.

"Yeah Paula. Take them off," Larry concurred.

In one quick sweep Paula pushed her panties down and stepped out of
them. On a lark she threw them at the men. Steve eagerly grabbed
them out of the air. Paula moved over to the couch and sat down. At
first she kept her thighs tightly closed, but when Steve put on the
blindfold, she relaxed and let her thighs fall open. Somehow she
felt less self-conscious when she couldn't see the men looking at
her. Paula's body tingled with anticipation as she waited for the
game to begin.

Paula's anticipation was abruptly disrupted by a loud succession of
moans and sighs from the other couch. Donna had just cum.

"OOOOOhhh Kevin," Donna cried. "I love your cock Kevin."

The touch of hands on the inside of her thighs quickly brought
Paula's mind back to her own vulnerability. Those hands gently
pressed her legs further apart.

"Paula, you have a beautiful pussy," a man's voice whispered as she
felt the warmth of someone's breath on the juncture of her thighs.
It was followed quickly by the touch of something warm and wet.
Paula flinched as the first contestant's tongue touched her outer
lips. She instinctively started to move her arms to push him away,
but the sensation of his tongue on her most sensitive place
overcame her anxiety. Instead she lifted her hips to meet his
touch. Paula loved being eaten although only her husband had ever
done it to her before.
Larry, the first contestant, gave Paula's cunt a good going over
with his tongue and wanted to continue but a tap on his shoulder
told him his time was up. Paula moaned her disappointment when he
pulled away. Soon Chris' tongue took his place. Chris concentrated
on massaging Paula's clit and almost made her cum when he too got
the signal to move.

Steve, who replaced Chris, finally made Paula cum. Her body shook
dramatically but she remained silent. Instead Paula reached her
hands behind Steve's head and pulled him firmly against her aching
twat. She held him like that for several seconds. As soon as she'd
released him, Steve resumed his gentle tongue massage and Paula
almost instantly came again.

"Wow, she sure cums quickly," Chris said when he saw more tremors
in Paula's body. "This woman must really love sex."

Steve got tapped on the shoulder by Kevin who had interrupted his
fucking of Donna so he could take his turn with Paula. He claimed
later that he hadn't heard the rules of this new game, but instead
of continuing the serial cunt lapping, Kevin climbed completely
over Paula's inviting nude body.

Paula sensed something different was going on but before she could
react she felt herself being impaled. She reached up and pulled off
the blindfold to discover Kevin on top of her. She was getting
fucked by only the second man in her life. Kevin had been very
close to cumming when he withdrew from Donna and he didn't want to
lose his momentum. He began a furious pace of plunging in and out
of Paula's well lubricated hole. Again Paula's sensibilities
couldn't react before her sensual side overruled them. Her unvoiced
objections dissolved in moans of pleasure as her vagina responded
to Kevin's thrusts. Unfortunately she felt Kevin's blast of cum
before she could finish. As Kevin collapsed on top of her, she laid
back in resignation to her fate.

Kevin had taken the game to a level that the other players had only
hoped would follow later, but as soon as they saw that Paula had
accepted his penetration they were all eager to take their turn.
Chris, Larry and Steve wasted no time in depositing their loads of
cum in their co-worker's welcoming receptacle. For her part, Paula
was driven by a sense of lust that had suddenly come unleashed.
After Kevin had been pulled away by the others, Paula made them
each take their turns on the bottom. She eagerly climbed up over
each of them and then slid down their engorged poles. By the time
each of the men had cum once Paula had cum several more times. With
her cunt dripping from the men's success, Paula finally collapsed
on the couch when Steve climbed out from under her.

The excitement and effort had been too much for Paula, and she fell
asleep almost immediately. The guys were a little disappointed but
Donna was pleased because she finally regained their attention.
With patient and diligent effort on her part, within less than two
hours Donna also collected loads of cum from each of the men. Once
this was accomplished all of them were tired and they fell asleep
in various places and positions around the suite. The next morning
only Donna and Larry found themselves in bed, and they were in bed
together. Larry had awakened in the night with another hard-on and
had sought and received relief in Donna's cum-filled cunt.

The wake-up call came very early the next morning for the group.
Everyone, however, seemed in a very upbeat mood except Paula. The
reality of her multiple infidelities the previous night weighed
heavily on her. All of them tried valiantly to cheer her up, but
nothing seemed to work until Donna sat down and explained how she
and her husband looked at sex and love.

"Paula, I fuck other men quite often because I really like sex. My
husband knows this and also knows that the sex I have with these
other men doesn't mean I don't love him. I know how you feel though
because I felt the same the first time I let myself be seduced by
another man. Fortunately Jack was very understanding when I told
him what had happened. His only comment was that we should never
keep anything like that a secret. Then he fucked my socks off
because he'd gotten so turned on hearing about my escapade. When I
found out that a good fuck by another guy really counted for two
because I could count on another one when I got home, I learned
real fast to take advantage of it."

Paula was impressed but unconvinced. "I can't imagine Bob being
turned on by hearing that his wife was gang banged."

After Donna had done her part, Steve stepped in.

"Paula, perhaps Bob would be pleased to hear that you won more than
a thousand dollars last night. That's not an insignificant amount
of money."

"A thousand dollars? How do you figure?" Paula asked as her spirits
rose a bit.

"Well, you remember 'Guess who', don't you?" Steve replied.

"Yes, and I got three right for three hundred," Paula responded.

"That was for the first part. Then we played again for two hundred
each. Remember?"

"Yes," Paula said as she blushed, "but when it was Kevin's turn
things got out of hand."

"I'm sorry Paula," Kevin said feeling embarrassed at his exuberance
the previous night. "It's just that when I saw you lying there like
that, I couldn't resist."

"It's OK Kevin," Paula replied. "I guess the real reason I feel bad
isn't because I didn't like it. In fact, I feel bad because I
really enjoyed it. I enjoyed it a lot. Bob just won't be able to
understand that."

"Well, don't worry that Kevin couldn't control himself," Steve
interjected. "Since I made up the game, I declare it a default.
That means you got all four right and won eight hundred more
dollars."

When she heard that, Paula's spirits rose even further. "That's
great Steve," she said, "but I still have to figure out a way to
explain this all to Bob. I don't want him to think I temporarily
became a thousand dollar a night call girl."

The conversation suddenly stopped as Paula broke into laughter.

"What's so funny Paula?" Donna asked.

"We're all standing here talking like we would back at the office.
The only thing is we're all stark naked," Paula replied. "Can you
imagine how this would look to someone else from the office who
happened to see us."

"Well, I'll bet they'd have the same reaction I do," Larry replied.

Donna, Paula and Steve turned around to see Larry with his giant
pole waving in the air. 

"Hey, Larry are you glad to see me or is that thing always like
that?" Paula asked with a giggle. "I can't let you go back to the
office like that. Do you think we can take care of that thing
quickly?"

"Thought you'd never ask," Larry replied as he lunged at Paula. The
two of them landed in a heap on the floor. With no preliminaries of
any kind Larry's cock found Paula's cunt and lunged in. Larry began
pounding vigorously and Paula's hips bounced up and down meeting
his thrusts.

The eroticism of seeing their colleagues fucking like rabbits had
a positive effect of the other four and it quickly became a
question of who would get to have Donna. 

Donna was feeling very horny by this time and didn't have the
patience to wait for the three men to lay claim to her. She got
down on her hands and knees.

"Chris, get over here and fuck me!" she ordered. He eagerly
complied and quickly had his tool buried to the hilt in Donna's
cunt.

Steve and Kevin didn't want to miss out on this last round of
action so they each took a place by the head of one of the women
and pointed their hard cocks at them. Steve moved over by Donna who
soon found herself being bounced back and forth between Chris and
Steve. Kevin laid down on the floor next to Paula who
enthusiastically took the hint and sucked his engorged penis into
her mouth.

"Of all the outrageous things I did in the last twenty-four hours,
that took the cake," Paula said candidly to her husband that night.
"Your slutty wife not only was being unfaithful, but she was doing
it with two men at once. They both came in me again too. I got a
load in each end almost at the same time. It was the most
disgusting thing I've ever done...but I have to admit that I have
never been so turned on in my life."

"Neither have I," Bob said when Paula had finished her story. He
proved his point by pulling his hard cock out of his pants. "I want
you to suck this thing like you sucked those four guys. Then I'm
going to ram it up your ass."

Paula flinched at Bob's comment. Her husband had been after her for
a long time to let him do that. Suddenly she was no longer in a
position to refuse. Resigned to her fate Paula told Bob to lie down
on the couch while she went to work sucking him. A few minutes
later Paula turned over and lifted her ass in the air. There was a
sharp searing pain as Bob forced the head of his cock past her
virgin sphincter and after only a few firm thrusts Paula felt a
load of hot cum explode deep inside.

"Thank you, sweetheart," Bob said when he'd finished. "I love you,
even if you've been a very naughty girl."

"I love you too, Bob," Paula replied, "and thank you for being so
understanding about what I did."

In spite of the pain that Paula still felt when she tried to fall
asleep, she considered herself very lucky. She had expected a big
blow up when Bob learned of her infidelity. She had tried to soften
the blow by first showing him the thirteen hundred dollar check
she'd received just before she left work that afternoon. He had
been pleased with the money but was immediately suspicious. 

"Do I dare to ask what you did to earn that?" he asked. "Let me
just ask if that money is for what you did at the office or at the
hotel last night?"

"At the hotel," Paula mumbled softly. Then she related the saga
that ended with her getting fucked in the ass.

The next morning her co-workers were anxious to hear how things
went with Bob. 

"Was Bob as upset as you expected?" Donna asked. 

"Gee, Paula," Chris said sympathetically, "I sure hope we didn't
get you in too much trouble."

"Paula, are you OK?" Steve asked.
"Yes, I'm fine" she said to them behind the closed doors of Steve's
office. My only problem is that my ass is kinda sore."

"You mean he spanked you?" Larry asked in consternation. "He has no
business hitting you."

"No Larry. Nothing like that. To be blunt about it, I got fucked in
the ass. That's something Bob has always wanted to do, and this
time I couldn't refuse," Paula explained.

"Holy shit! Is that all that happened?" Donna inquired with
surprise.

"That's it. When I finished telling him about what happened...how
bad I'd been...and how really turned on I'd been too, he pulled out
his cock which was really hard and said he was really turned on
too. He told me I had to suck it like I'd sucked you guys and then
he was going to fuck me in the ass. He never said another word
about it. He did say he loved me though after he came in my ass."

"Wow. Well I sure thought you'd suffer more than that," Donna
remarked. "Not that getting a hard cock rammed up your ass is any
fun. I sure wouldn't want that myself, I know for sure."

"Donna, the funny thing is that once he was in, I really enjoyed
it. Sure, I was sore for awhile, but I'd be happy to do again next
time he asks," Paula said. She quickly realized that she should
never have made that remark.

That evening Paula was obviously uncomfortable as she sat down to
eat dinner. She kept fidgeting and getting up and going into the
kitchen. Bob followed her after she'd done this several times.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked.

"Yes, my bottom hurts," his wife replied.

"You mean because of what I did last night?" he asked sheepishly."

"Well, sort of," Paula answered.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, this morning it felt OK, but the guys at the office were
real concerned about what happened last night when you found out
what I'd done. Like a fool, I told them what you did and that I
discovered that it really was sort of fun. They bent me over
Steve's desk and did it to me four more times. That's why I'm sore.
It's really only sort of your fault," she said with a smile. "But
I forgive you...and thank you for introducing me to a new
pleasure." Paula put her arms around Ben's neck and gave him a
passionate kiss. "I really love you sweetheart...really, really
love you!"

"I love you too Paula, and thank you for letting me finally fuck
your tight ass. I guess I also ought to thank you and your friends
at work for introducing me to the pleasure of sharing my wife."

"You know sweetheart," Paula mused, "maybe there's something to be
said for these harsh Minnesota winters after all."

"You mean that they're a pain in the ass," Bob shot back with a
grin.

"No, silly. Well, I guess that too," Paula rejoined with a smile.
"I meant that I can't imagine anything like this ever happening in
Atlanta, can you?"

"You're right," Bob agreed. "Have you heard when the next storm is
predicted?"

"No, but I sure hope it's not for a few days. It'll be a while
before I'm up to doing this again," Paula conceded.

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