Chapter Seven
And More Guests for the Orgy
After handing his nearly-naked wife into the arms of her new lover, Brad stumbled back to the dining room and plopped heavily into a chair. He wiped a brow that was suddenly covered with perspiration. The reddened ears of the trembling boy heard mattress springs creak as Alyssa and the stranger sat down together in the bed that Brad and his wife had shared for night after night through the long months, both in joyous passion and, more recently, in bitterness and resentment. Holding his breath, Brad could make out the faintest hints of the adulterers’ soft, whispered conversation. He thought he heard his wife giggle.
Brad swallowed. His poor balls felt absolutely full to bursting, heavy and swollen as they hung between his thighs. The muffled vo
