Join in the fun

The man at the door was in his early forties, trim, with a receding hairline and a thin mustache he must have thought made him look dashing. He clearly was not expecting company; his arms were full of boxes and cases, but when he saw Jan and me on the sofa, he broke out in a lewd grin.

"Well hello!" he said. "Why, it's Suzy Waisteland, isn't it? I never forget a face."

Confused and embarrassed, I looked at Jan, but she just smirked at me. "I told you Suzy, we know all about you. We were just waiting for one more slip-up."

He put the cases down and slipped off his coat. "And it looks like she made it, huh Jan? Or is this just a social call?"

Jan stood up and walked over to the library table and got a cigarette and lit it. "No. I was at Berger's when she tried to walk off with that very teddy she's wearing right now."

She offered her cheek to Max and he kissed it perfunctorily. "I see." he said with a smile. "And so you made a deal with her?"

"That's about it." Jan said. "She's a reasonable girl."

"Well, well, well." he said, "That was very wise, Suzy. You don't want to do any time. Believe me you don't. And as long as you play along, you won't."

He walked over to me and looked me up and down. I was still lying on the sofa, his crotch was just above my head. He smacked his lips.
"Well, I've got to go wash up. Don't you two go anywhere. I'll only be a minute."

I looked at Jan in alarm, but she only smiled. "Don't worry, Suzy. You'll like Max. He's a lot of fun."

I stood up and tried to get to my clothes but Jan stopped me. "He'll only be a minute." she said calmly.

I collapsed back on the sofa. It was all clear to me now. This wasn't going to be a one-time deal. No. I was in this for as long as they wanted me. I was in it good and there was nothing I could do.

Max came back into the room, his sleeves rolled up. He clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "So!" he said. "how's it going?"
He sat down on the sofa right next to me and turned me to look at him, his eyes on my tits. "Yeah. I like this. She was worth waiting for, huh, Jan?" he leaned forward and I retreated. trying to bury myself into the couch.

"Come on, baby. Don't be like that. Old Max doesn't bite. Not unless I get real excited, that is!" he said, laughing at his own joke.

He reached out and took a hold of my breast, squeezed it in his hand, and seemed to get suddenly serious. "Oh yeah," he breathed. "Yeah, this is nice stuff. This is real nice stuff. We're going to have a lot of fun, aren't we Suzy? Yes sir, a lot of fun."

He leaned forward and squeezed me so that my nipple stood out, then he sucked it into his mouth.

"Oooh!" I groaned, unable to keep quiet as he touched me. With Jan it had been almost like a lark; a school girl thing, stuff I used to do in the dorm. But Max' mouth was hot and male and needful on me and it gave me shivers when I felt his passion.

I hate to admit it, but there was something terribly delicious about the position I was in. There was really nothing I could do but obey them and let they do what they wanted to me. I had ****. I mean, I'm a modern woman; educated, capable, and sexually liberated. I've got wonderful friends and a supportive family and I was engaged to Ted, the man I loved and wanted to marry. Sure I had sown some wild oats before I met him, but that doesn't mean I was loose or a slut or would have put up with what this Max and his wife were doing to me. But I had absolutely ****. Ted had no idea of my shoplifting 'hobby', and what would it do to him if he found out? What would my family think? What would happen to Daddy if he learned I was going to prison, for God's sake?

I suppose I must have felt this guilt inside, felt that it was only right that I pay for my crimes, for when Max ordered me to open my legs, I did as he said. His finger traced along the moist crotch band of my teddy, making me moan with shame, then his finger worked its way inside and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.

"She's soaking wet." he said as he touched me. I wanted to protest that it was from Jan but all that came out was another moan of embarrassment.

I heard him opening his belt and pulling his zipper down, then he took my hand and put it on his cock. It was huge. Thick and hot and pulsing with life, and in spite of myself from grabbing it and squeezing, just to feel how hard it was.

"Look at this." he said to Jan, and when I opened my eyes to see what he meant, I saw them looking at my hand on his cock, where I was stroking him up and down without even meaning to. I don't know what had gotten into me. I never did anything like that, not even to Ted.
But then Ted never treated me like he owned me. Never ordered me around or touched me like Max did, in all those personal places.

"Lie down and spread 'em." he said to me, and automatically I obeyed. I was just so scared of going to jail. I reached between my legs and unsnapped the crotch and raised my knees and Max got between them, his big cock hanging like a log below his flat belly.

He hung above me for a long time, just looking down at me, until I couldn't stand the agony of waiting any more. I wanted to tell him to just get it over with, but he seemed to be enjoying me own discomfort. So I reached out and grabbed his ass and pulled him to me.