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Randy raped my wife XII
By Carnal Knowledge
This story is the sole property of the writer. It has been posted
for your enjoyment, but permission to archive or re-post it is
expressly denied without the written consent of the author.
WARNING..This story is intended for adults only! If you are
younger than 18, are religiously impaired, or are otherwise
lacking in the maturity to handle adult material, please stop
reading NOW! If you are in a location where you are precluded by
law from reading sexually oriented material, please sell your
house and move NOW!
Part 12
I waited in the living room for Randy to bring my wife back from the
shopping mall. Time was going so slowly that I turned on the TV to help it
pass, but I couldn't keep from thinking about my wife wearing that short
little skirt out in public without any panties on underneath of it! What
would Randy make her do? Would my friend really try to expose my precious
wife to a complete stranger at the shopping mall! Would my wife be able to
do that? Would she be able to bend over in that short little skirt, knowing
that a complete stranger would be able see her naked ass? Why did just
thinking about it turn me on so much? Why was my cock rock hard and
throbbing while I waited for them to return? I really don't know! I finally
heard my wife's key in the lock. They were back! I walked out to the foyer
to greet them. Before my wife could put her keys away, Randy grabbed her
hand and held up her keys. "By the way, Bitch," Randy said. "I want you to
make me a copy of that front door key. You never know when I might want to
drop over to visit you, or maybe even bring one of my friends over to visit
you!" "You don't need a key, Randy." My wife almost spat at him. "You know
that my husband will always let you in." Randy growled that wasn't the
point! He wanted his own key, and he raised his voice as he repeated his
order for her to have one made for him. My wife lowered her eyes and said,
"Yes, Randy." By agreeing to give Randy his own key to our house, my wife
was acknowledging that my friend was going to come over to see her often,
and that she knew that he wasn't always going to come over to see her alone!
I decided to let my wife give Randy his own key, but I would tell him later
not to ever enter my house without getting my permission first. I would
never allow him to visit my wife when our kids were home. Randy's visits had
to be planned very carefully so that our two little girls would be at their
grandparents house. But, I decided to let my wife continue to think that
Randy just might walk through the front door at any minute, and that he
might even bring someone else over with him! I used my most cheerful tone of
voice when I asked them how their trip to the mall had gone. Randy chuckled,
and he said that it had gone great, it had been a lot of fun! He suggested
that we go into the living room and he'd tell me all about it! That was
exactly what I wanted him to say. I wanted to hear all about it! I told
Randy to go on into the living room and sit down, I'd grab us a couple of
beers and I'd join him there. "Come on, CJ," Randy said. "Come on in and sit
down with me." Then he turned to my wife and said, "God damn it, Bitch,
didn't you hear your husband say that he wanted a couple of beers?"
"Yes, Randy!" My wife almost jumped as she turned and headed for the kitchen.
Randy and I both watched her walking away, with her short skirt barely
covering the cheeks of her cute little ass! Randy sat on the couch and I
purposely took the lazy-boy. The only place left for my wife to sit was on
the couch beside my friend. My wife came into the living room, and she held
out a beer for Randy. He didn't make any effort to take it from her. In a
stern voice, Randy said, "You always serve your husband first, unless he
tells you differently." So softly that I could barely hear her, my wife
answered, "Yes, Randy." She came up to me and said, "I'm sorry, Honey." As
she offered me the first beer. I took the beer from her, and she just stood
there waiting. Only after I nodded towards Randy did my wife hand him the
second beer. My wife came over and sat on the arm of my lazy-boy. I had to
tell her to sit on the couch beside Randy. She sat on the end of the couch
closest to me, several feet away from my friend. The suspense was killing
me. I had to know everything that had happened at the shopping mall! I asked
Randy to tell me all about it! Randy chuckled, and he asked if he could get
more comfortable while he told me about it. Of course I said yes, I told him
that he was always welcome to make himself at home here! Randy stood up and
moved closer to my loving wife. I watched as he undid his slacks, and then
he pulled his pants and his underwear down at the same time. My wife looked
down at the floor and she ignored the large, flaccid penis that hung down
between Randy's legs, only inches away from her! Randy sat down beside my
wife, with his pants down around his ankles, and he started to tell me about
their trip to the shopping mall. He told me that the first thing that they
had done was to find a stairway that was split by a landing. Guys always
know that they can get a good shot up a woman's dress on those type of
stairways! Randy told me that he watched a couple of young guys that were
hanging around the top of the stairs, and that they would start down the
stairs when a woman wearing a dress started to come up. When they came
around the landing and started down, they would get a peek up the woman's
dress! It was working, but not very many women wear dresses anymore.
Except for my wife! Randy showed her what the guys were doing and then he made
her walk up the stairway with him. He put her on the outside, towards the
handrail, and he grinned as he passed the two young men on the landing.
Randy said that their timing was perfect. They had a perfect view up my
wife's short skirt! Randy laughed, and said that the poor boy's came to a
dead stop when they saw that my wife wasn't wearing any panties. They just
gawked at her naked ass! "You liked that, didn't you Bitch?" Randy asked my
wife. "You liked showing off your naked ass for them, didn't you?"
"Randy, please," My embarrassed wife groaned. "They were just kids. They couldn't
have been more than 18 or 19 years old." Randy laughed. "Yeah, well they
might have been young, but they got a pretty damn good look at your ass
didn't they, Bitch?" "Yes, Randy." My wife answered softly. I noticed that
Randy's flaccid penis seemed to grow a little bit at my wife's answer!
"Tell your husband about the big guy with the moustache." Randy told her.
"Randy, please. I'm not going to tell my husband about that. You can tell him
whatever you want to tell him!" She answered defiantly. That was the
wrong thing for her to say! "You're going to do what the fuck you're told to
do, Bitch!" Randy hollered at her. "Now, tell your husband about the guy
with the mustache!" My wife put her head down, and she told me that there
was a big guy with a mustache that they first saw at the stairway. Randy was
making her walk up and down the stairs, and the big guy with the mustache
was just one of several guys that had gotten a peek up her short dress.
After that, he had leaned up against a column and just watched them. He saw
that Randy was walking her up and down the stairs, and that he was purposely
letting guys look up her short skirt at her naked bottom! Randy had seen the
guy watching, and he decided to show him even more of her! Randy led my wife
to the Sears store, and he took her to the garden shop where he found just
what he'd been looking for, a fairly secluded aisle with products laying on
the floor. They looked back and saw that the guy with the mustache had
followed them and he was pretending to look at some items on the shelf.
Randy told my wife that he was going to walk back to the far end of the
aisle, past the other guy. He told my wife that as soon as he was past him,
he wanted her to bend over from the waist, and read the label on the bag of
peat moss that was laying on the floor! He told her to slowly count to ten
before she stood back up! My wife blushed terribly as she told me about what
had happened. She knew that I was envisioning the view that a complete
stranger would have of her if she bent over from the waist in that very
short skirt! I was so turned on at this point that I could barely get the
words out. "What did you do, Honey?" I asked. My wife was nervously wringing
her hands together. She just stared down at her hands, and she made me
repeat the question. "What did you do, Honey?" I asked again. My loving wife
blushed deeply, and she very softly answered, "Honey, you know that I didn't
have any choice, " She sobbed. "I know how much you want me to obey
Randy, and I love you more than anything in the whole world! I had to do what
Randy told me to do, but I did it for you!" Oh God, for the first time in our
marriage I realized that my loving wife was completely mine, and because of
her deep love for me, she had also become Randy's! She had obeyed him, and
she'd shown her ass to another man! I could almost imagine the view that a
stranger had of my loving wife, bent over from the waist in that very short
skirt! But, I didn't have to imagine it. Randy ordered my wife to show me
exactly what she had shown to the big guy with the mustache! "Randy, No,
please!" My wife begged. She looked at Randy, and she saw that my friend
wasn't going to change his mind, so she turned back to me, "Please, Honey,
don't make me do this!" She sobbed. I couldn't have stopped this now if I
had wanted too! I was just too damn horny! I saw that Randy was waiting for
my answer. I nodded for him to go ahead. Randy grinned, and he pushed my
wife to feet. "Show your husband exactly what you did." He ordered again.
"Oh God!" My wife groaned, but she walked out into the center of our living
room. Randy told me to stand up, so that I would have the same view of my
wife that the other guy had! Randy told my wife that she was standing too
close to me, and he had her move almost into the hallway until he thought
that the distance was just about right. Randy finally grinned at me, "CJ,
this is the view that the big guy with the mustache had of your wife!"
"Bend over, Bitch, and slowly count to ten!" He ordered! My wife groaned out
softly but she bent over from the waist! The short skirt that Randy had
bought for her rode up her backsides until it wasn't hiding anything
anymore. I could see her naked ass! I knew that the guy with the mustache
had also seen my precious wife's ass, completely naked! Oh my God, I could
clearly see the bald lips of my wife's cunt peeking out from between her
legs. He'd seen that too! He'd had this same view of my loving wife, and
he'd seen the puffy outer lips of her naked cunt peaking out from between
her legs! I almost lost it! I hadn't done it since high school, but I almost
came in my pants without even touching myself! My wife looked gorgeous. She
was the sexiest, most beautiful woman that I had ever seen in my life. God,
how much I loved her for doing this for me! My wife reached the count of ten
and stood back up, but she didn't turn back around to face us. She just
brought her hands up to cover her face and she stood there with her back to
us blushing fiercely. My sweet wife was blushing because she knew how
obscene the view was that Randy and I had just had of her naked ass, but she
was also blushing because she was remembering that a complete stranger had
that same view of her naked bottom at the shopping mall today! When I looked
over at Randy, I saw that his once flaccid penis was now fully erect!
The show that my loving wife had just been forced to put on had really turned my
friend on. His cock was now fully engorged with blood and it had become long
and thick, with purple veins running through it! I knew that he wanted to
shove that monster into my darling wife! Oh God, the foreplay was over with.
My wife, my sweet, beautiful wife was going to get fucked again!
