Making arrangements for a party

I looked at Helen's hungry eyes, I glanced at the woman on the video, cum dripping from her face, my mind was made up. "Wait here!"

I closed the door to the video booth leaving my wife Helen naked, her fingers desperately playing with her pussy. Quickly, I made my way to the front counter. On my way there I noticed over a dozen men and a couple of women in the sex shop.

"Are you the manager?" I spoke to the bored looking clerk at the counter.

"Office," the kid pointed to a door across the room. I moved straight for it. The door was partially opened; I walked in.

"What you want?" A big, hairy guy sat behind a desk.

I took a deep breath. "My wife could use some help..."

"Yeah, I can see," the man pointed to a video screen next to his desk. I looked closely; Helen was again on her knees, sucking another cock through one of the gloryholes. I realized that this guy was watching (and probably recording) everything that happened in the booths. "What does she want?"

I realized that my next words would change our lives, "You got a room we can do a gangbang? My wife wants a bunch of cock."

The man gave a nasty chuckle. "I've got just the place. Follow me."

He led me back through the store, past the video booths, and opened a door at the back of the shop. It was a storeroom. Boxes were piled everywhere. In the middle of the room was a huge, heavy, wooden table. A few videos sat on th table. The man pushed them to the floor. He grabbed a blanket from one of the boxes and tossed it over the table. "This what you had in mind?"

"Yeah!" It was dingy and nasty - just perfect for Helen. "What about the guys?"

"I'll get a few regulars in here. You get your wife. And pal," he pointed his beefy finger at me, "once she comes in here, she doesn't back out."

The manager left the room. I wondered if I should let Helen go through with this. But then I realized that there was no stopping her - I had unleashed a sexual beast. I went to get her.

I got to the booth and pulled open the door. Helen was standing flat up against the left wall. I could see clearly that she was fucking a cock thrust through the gloryhole. Her hips were banging the wall with every thrust. I stood and watched until the guy gave a groan loud enough to hear in the hallway. Helen stepped back. The guy's dripping cock hung down. Helen dropped to her knees and sucked it clean.

I knew it was time. "Let's go..." I lifted Helen and pulled her naked through the hall toward the back room. Her blouse, skirt, and panties remained on the cum-sticky floor of the video booth.