Chapter 6

Lisa didn't move at all. She sat perfectly still, her hands folded in her lap, her eyes fixed on the television screen as if the game mattered.

But she felt everything.

Davis's hand slid higher, moving from her knee to her thigh. His thumb brushed against the inside of her leg, just below the hem of her dress. Leo's fingers traveled up her spine, slow and deliberate, stopping just at the edge of her bra strap.

The crowd on TV roared at a three-pointer. None of them cheered.

Davis's hand squeezed her thigh gently. Lisa's cheeks flushed. She knew what they were doing, pushing, testing, seeing, she could not push them back , and she didn’t want to.

Instead, she turned her head slightly toward Leo, then toward Davis, letting her eyes linger on each of them.

Davis's hand slid higher. Leo's fingers slipped beneath the edge of her dress, brushing the bare skin just above her hip.

Lisa closed her eyes for a moment,just a moment,and let herself feel it.

This is for Jake, she told herself, the familiar mantra rising in her chest. This is for his future.

But even as she thought it, she knew it wasn't true anymore. Not entirely. Somewhere along the way, she had started wanting this. For herself.

She opened her eyes and looked at the two men beside her.

"Maybe," she said slowly, "we should move somewhere more comfortable."

Davis and Leo exchanged a glance, quick, knowing, hungry.

Leo stood first and offered her his hand.

Lisa took his hand and rose to her feet. Davis stood behind her, his hands settling on her hips.

She led them down the hallway toward the master bedroom.

The cameras watched every step.

In his car, two blocks away:

Mark leaned forward as the three figures moved from the living room feed to the bedroom feed. He switched to the bedroom camera, adjusting the volume.

The bedroom was softly lit, the bed perfectly made for now.

He watched as Lisa sat down on the edge of the bed. Davis and Leo stood in front of her, looking down.

Then Lisa reached up and began unbuttoning Leo's pants.

Mark's heart raced. His hands gripped the steering wheel.

This is it, he thought. All of them. Together.

He didn't blink. He didn't look away.

The cameras kept rolling. And Lisa kept unbuttoning.

Leo’s pants dropped to the floor, and it was Davis’s turn. Lisa unbuttoned Davis’s pants as well, while both men took off their shirts. She ran her hands over their boxes, feeling their hard black dicks grow stiffer by the second.

Slowly, she pulled out Leo’s dick, then Davis’s. Both were fully erect, and now Lisa could see the difference between them: Leo was longer, but Davis’s was thicker and darker.

Both men moved closer. She began to suck their dicks, making sure every few seconds not to neglect either one. Davis untied her dress and bra while Leo felt her soft, warm breasts.

Neither man knew the other had been with Lisa before, each thought it was her first time with him. Leo was more excited than Davis. Eager to speed things up, he pulled his dick out of her mouth, pushed her onto her back, and pulled off her dress, leaving her only in her black thong. He signaled Davis to get on the bed, then turned Lisa to face it.

Davis knelt on the bed as Lisa got on all fours to suck him. Leo began to eat her ass and shoved his fingers into her anus. Lisa knew exactly what was coming next. Leo lay down, lifted her ass onto his face, and for a while Davis stood above him, face-fucking her. Both men were highly excited.

Then Davis lay down, and Lisa started riding his thick dick, moaning while Leo fucked her face for several minutes.

Then it was Leo turn to anal fuck Lisa.

He came from behind and double-fucked her in the ass together with Davis. It was Lisa’s first time being double-fucked, a mix of pain and pleasure she had never felt before.

Both men fucked Lisa hard, able to feel each other’s dicks through the thin wall of flesh, which excited them even more. Lisa began to moan heavily, as if she were about to cum. Then she screamed, “I’m cumming! Fuck me, fuck me!” She came hard, the orgasm so intense she almost fainted.

Davis and Leo were close too. They increased their rhythm as fast as they could and came, both inside her. Lisa felt their cum filling her body.

Mark zoomed the camera in on her ass, the image showed two big black dicks inside his wife’s pussy and ass. He was so excited; it was the first time he had seen his wife take a double penetration, and she handled it like a pro.

Mark remained in the car for some time, continuing to watch them on the bedroom feed. The screen showed the three figures lying on the bed, the sheets twisted beneath them. The room was silent except for the sound of heavy breathing.

All three lay there exhausted, catching their breath. The intensity of the past hour had drained them completely. Lisa could barely move; her body felt heavy, her legs weak. She stared at the ceiling, her mind blank, her heart still racing.

After several long minutes, Davis sat up first. He ran a hand through his sweaty hair and began searching for his clothes on the floor. Leo followed shortly after, pulling on his jeans without speaking. Neither man looked at the other. Neither man acknowledged what had just happened between them.

Lisa finally pushed herself up from the bed, her arms trembling. She wrapped a sheet around her body and stood on shaky legs. She needed a shower to wash away the sweat, their cum, from her body, the evidence of what she had done.

"I'll... I'll see you both later," she said quietly, not looking at either of them.

Davis nodded, already buttoning his shirt. Leo tied his shoes without looking up.

Lisa walked slowly to the bathroom and closed the door behind her. A moment later, the sound of running water filled the quiet room.

Davis and Leo finished dressing in awkward silence. They exchanged a brief glance, something unreadable passing between them, then picked up the last of their things and walked to the front door.

As they stepped out, Davis paused on the porch. Leo stood beside him, both men looking straight ahead.

"That was..." Davis started, then stopped.

"Yeah," Leo said simply. "It was."

Neither finished the sentence. They didn't need to.

They walked to their cars, got in, and drove away. But both men knew that it would not be the last time they would visit Lisa.

Half an hour later, Mark returned home.

He parked the car in the driveway and sat for a moment, staring at the darkened house. The living room light was off. The only glow came from the bathroom window, where the light was still on.

He grabbed his toolbox, still carrying it for appearances, and walked to the front door. He unlocked it and stepped inside.

The house smelled of beer, sweat, and something else. Something unfamiliar.

"Lisa?" he called out softly.

A moment later, the bathroom door opened. Steam rolled out into the hallway. Lisa stood there wrapped in a white towel, her hair wet, her face flushed from the heat of the shower.

"Hey," she said, "How are your parents?"

"All fixed," he said. "Just a loose pipe. Took longer than I expected, though." He glanced at the clock on the wall. "Looks like I missed the whole game."

Lisa nodded, avoiding his eyes. "It was fine. We just talked. They left about half an hour ago."

Mark smiled and pulled her into a gentle hug. "I'm glad you had a good evening."

Lisa rested her head against his chest, her heart heavy with secrets she could never tell him.

Or so she believed.

But the cameras had captured everything.