Very Often

Tuck the kids into bed. Kiss her husband goodnight. A shower, an enema. Sue ran the razor over her pussy and ass. She had learned, since that first time, that it was easier if she kept herself smooth. Less hair to catch cum, sweat, and smells. Not that Reed had ever checked, but the less evidence of her trips, the better.

Maybe that was why she'd stopped wearing underwear.

The Invisible Woman was smart enough to leave by different ways. Sometimes she just opened a window and stepped out, using an invisible column to lower her to ground. Other times she used the stairs, thighs and buttocks worked up before she ever got to the Porker club. Not that Reed had ever shown any awareness, had ever checked. Sue had a dozen excuses and explanations prepared for when he asked where she was going, what she had been doing.

Yet for all these weeks, all these visits, Reed hadn't said anything. That simple trust should have ripped Sue Storm's heart right out of her. The kids didn't ask mommy where she was at night, when they came to the bedroom and found it empty. Johnny and Ben had never caught her coming in, early in the morning, reeking of sex and barely able to walk. Getting through the next day with painkillers and caffeine to make up for the lack of sleep.

All for what? Sue asked herself as she entered the club. The bartender, Talia, nodded and set out Sue's drink without asking. The Invisible Woman walked over and swallowed it in one go, the milky cocktail washing down her esophagus to settle into a pool of burning regret. Her thighs trembled as the need overwhelmed her.

Talia waited for her to finish.

"He wants you in the stall tonight," she said.

Sue Storm froze. Every time she came here, it was something different. At first, the VIP room. Bouncing up and down on a fake cock. Then he'd wanted her to dance for him. A private lap dance that always ended in sex, a blowjob, her seated on his lap as he fingers her to climax after climax. Little by little, Sue had shed her inhibitions. Had degraded herself. But the stall...

The Invisible Woman nodded, once.

Porkum had shown Sue the stall a couple weeks ago. It was like a standalone bathroom stall, but it was a closed box and stood in the middle of the alley out back. Holes for cocks to enter in on all four walls. It wasn't for whores, although some people paid money for it. Mostly it was for sluts. Housewives who wanted a bit of anonymous excitement. Virgin college girls who wanted some experience sucking cock without making eye contact. Closeted men who were **** to indulge in private.

The Invisible Woman went out the back door. The door to the stall was open. She entered in, and it closed with a click. Locked from the outside. That was the rule of the box. You had to stay in there at least an hour, until someone let you out. You had to convince them to let you out.

Sue felt a tension in her stomach she hadn't expected. There was a familiar pink dildo bolted to the seat of the toilet. A bottle of lube on the floor. As she hitched up her skirt and rubbed the clear lube onto her hole, Sue shivered in mingled regret and anticipation.

The Invisible Woman was used to sex. She came out here for sex. But sex with Porkum. This was...different. This could be anyone. Any cock might come through the holes. She had been having an affair. This was...slutting it up. Infidelity of another scale.

"Hnn," she grunted as she slid down on the fat dildo. Her cunny had grown used to such insertions, but it still took a little while to get used to it. The Invisible Woman had to be careful not to hurt herself. An injury would be hard to explain to her husband and family.

She had just slid down nearly half the length when her first customer stuck their cock through the hole to her left. Sue Storm froze, thighs burning. It was a limp, black dick that would have looked impressive if she hadn't been getting turned inside-out by Porkum for eight weeks on the regular. The brown nuts flopped over the edge and the dick waggled. From beyond the wall, a deep voice rumbled.

"Mister Porkum says he'll be by in about an hour...if'n you take care of all comers."

Sue Storm shook, her breath suddenly tight in her chest. Was it easier, this time, as she took that warm, brown, soft meat in her hands and peeled back the foreskin? Did it hurt less as she squatted there, half impaled on that monstrous dildo, and opened her mouth to suck on the soft purple head of the strange prick? She had already betrayed Reed so many times with Porkum.

Maybe that's why this time didn't feel different, though in her heart, Sue knew it was.