Toxic Attraction Chapter 16 (Patreon)

It's finally here, ready for your viewing...pleasure.

I've had this chapter in the back of my mind for quite some time. I'm glad I could finally get it out. Part of this chapter was intimidating to write because of the D&D elements, but I think it came together well. You all will be the final judge, of course.

There are a lot of little things happening here, much that will be reflected in upcoming chapters. The next few chapters should be especially fun to write, I can't wait to bring them to you. It's a bit of a breather from the intensity of the last couple -- though Sarah still gets her fill.

I believe most of the grammar and other issues have been caught but if you spot something we missed, let me know!

Enjoy.

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DING

Lester rolled his eyes and pushed his phone further away across his desk. He turned back to his computer monitor trying to focus on his game. All he wanted to do was play his new game, Helldivers 2, but between his cellphone and Discor,d people kept bothering him.

On-screen, Lester was alone, the last member alive from his team, battling against hordes of alien creatures.

DING

Lester glanced away at the distraction of his phone screen lighting up. When he looked back at his monitor, a giant alien bug was mutilating his character’s corpse.

“God FUCKING DAMMIT,” Lester said, flinging his mouse across his desk as his phone began to ring. He angrily reached over and saw who it was. Jesse, Dan’s old coworker.

“What?” Lester almost shouted into the phone as he answered it.

“I’ve been trying to get a hold of you,” Jesse said breathlessly as Lester retrieved his mouse from the room’s corner and started checking his Discord notifications. He ignored the messages from his private server and instead opened up the one he shared with his D&D group. “I was wondering if Sarah mentioned anything about me since that night at the club?”

Lester had to stifle a laugh, “Come again?”

“Has Sarah mentioned me?” Jesse repeated, “I know she felt something on the dance floor. It was like we were moving together, completely in sync. I can’t completely explain it, but I felt this magnetic pull between us, and I know she felt it too—until Dan ruined it, of course.”

“How many times have you jerked it to that memory, kid?” Lester cycled through messages from his group until he saw the most recent one from Shadowweaver, aka Eugene, the royal pain in his ass.

“Uhhhh,” Jesse nervously laughed into the phone, causing Lester to frown.

“What is it you want, Jesse? To answer your question, no, Sarah hasn’t mentioned anything about you.” Lester said while reading Eugene’s message. Ever since Ned had mentioned to the group that Lester had a girlfriend, Eugene had been ragging on him to prove it, adamant that he was lying and making this woman up.

Usually, Lester wouldn’t care, but since Lester joined their D&D group, Eugene was the only player who wouldn’t capitulate to Lester’s demands. Quite the opposite, he was the one who always had to be diametrically opposed to whatever Lester wanted, almost out of spite, it seemed. The older man pissed Lester off to no end, but Lester had to maintain appearances. Very few active groups played in Chicago that would have him, especially with what Lester had done in his last group.

“Can you give her a message for me, Lester? I need her to know how I feel. So she can feel assured about leaving Dan,” Jesse pleaded.

Lester wanted to put Jesse out of his misery and block his number. His ramblings were pathetic. Still, Lester didn’t want to take a pawn off the board. As the Russians would say, Jesse was a useful idiot.

“Jesse,” Lester said calmly. It’s not a good time for her to hear that message. Listen, I will contact you when the time is right, okay? Goodbye.”

“But, uhh, I did what you wanted. I really should have another—” Lester heard Jesse hurriedly trying to make a last plea to his obsession. Lester hung up and silenced his phone. He focused back on Eugene’s text, replying to something Ned had said in the group chat.

Shadowweaver: “Bullshit. That’s as fake as Lester’s ‘hot’ girlfriend.”

Keeping his life in siloed had always been Lester’s modus operandi. When one silo got tainted, he could burn it completely without poisoning the others. But now Lester was thinking about how Sarah could help him shut Eugene down once and for all. It was a risk worth taking - Sometimes, you had to cross the streams. He typed up a response.

Darkspire: I’ll host Saturday’s D&D game at my place. I’ll bring my ‘pretend’ girlfriend too.

Surgebinder: WOOOOO

Lester rolled his eyes at Ned’s dumb response. What a moron

Shadowweaver: This is your first time hosting in ten years. I guess I finally got under your skin. Since we're playing make-believe, I’ll bring Santa on a unicorn.

Lester exited Discord and went back to his game. He didn’t like deviating from his plan with Sarah, but sometimes, he needed to put people in their place. Eugene’d had it coming for a long time. He knew deep down that this kind of emotional response could derail long-term plans, but Eugene was a long-term problem that he could solve once and for all.

***

Sarah walked quickly down the hallways to keep pace with John, the Interim CEO from the board. He’d had them in back-to-back meetings with department heads and outside vendors, trying to pivot the direction of the hospital. John was a head taller than she was, and she had to walk briskly to keep up with his casual gait. Her heels clicked on the floor as she walked. Sarah loved this pair of heels; they matched her black slacks well. She looked professional today with a conservative brown sweater and dress shirt underneath. The shirt's cuffs extending beyond the sweater’s sleeves were slightly rolled up. The collar of the shirt framed her neck demurely.

They were heading up to a meeting on the third floor with Marcie from HR. As the elevator doors closed behind them, John said “Great work on finding those cost savings in the diagnostics department. They’ve been dragging their asses for months on doing that.”

“Thank you, John. It’s just part of the job,” Sarah said, smiling back at him.

“No,” John said, looking into her eyes, “It really isn’t. You go above and beyond your role here. You keep this place running. That’s been obvious since the first week I was here. You’re a real asset, and we’re lucky to have you.”

He placed his arm on her bicep and gently squeezed it as he smiled. Sarah didn’t know how to answer, and they stared awkwardly before the elevator doors opened. His hand quickly left her bicep and moved to hold the elevator door, letting Sarah exit first.

“How’s progress on the CEO hunt?” Sarah said, changing the subject while trying not to sound too eager as they walked to their meeting.

“Slow but good,” John said as they turned a corner. “I can’t say much, obviously, but a couple of external candidates look promising.”

As they reached the meeting room, John stopped outside the door and added, “...and there’s one internal candidate getting a lot of attention.”

John winked at her and then walked into the meeting room. Sarah smiled to herself for several seconds, basking in the glow of a job well done. She gave herself five seconds to enjoy it before putting on her best poker face and following John through the door.

***

Dan had a few minutes before his meeting started, so he looked at his LinkedIn page. Today, he was meeting with some people from the Elevate Engagement Group, but Dan didn’t have high expectations for the meeting.

They were Chicago-based and discovered him because of his new social strategy. They’d reached out with questions and wanted to meet with him. Dan was on his lunch break for the call. He didn’t want Walt to discover what he was doing, and after Lester had walked naked through his job interview, he’d opted not to take any calls at home either.

That’s why he was posted in the Starbucks a few blocks from his office. He had also learned how to put a virtual background on and cancel ambient noise to make these calls a bit more controlled and professional.

Hesitantly, Dan typed Jesse’s name into LinkedIn’s search bar to see what that kid was up to since he’d been fired. Dan felt a little bad about what happened, but ultimately, he’d done what he needed to do to protect Sarah.

Dan felt a lead weight drop onto his stomach when he saw where Jesse was working now. Not only had Jesse landed a job before he had, but Jesse had landed one of the positions Dan had applied for. He was now a director at a competing firm in the city. A Director!

Jesse could barely tie his shoelaces, and within a week of his dismissal, he’d landed a better job than Dan. Dan pinched the bridge of his nose and breathed out, trying not to work himself up before his call with the potential new client. Not only had Jesse just recently groped his wife at a club, but now that little shit was doing better than him. Dan briefly imagined Jesse comfortably paying a Middleton mortgage, having two kids, a gorgeous wife, and no Chicago roommate.

Sometimes, Dan just wanted to give a middle finger to life. This was one of those times.

He checked the time and quickly started closing the windows on his laptop. He had gotten so lost in LinkedIn and Jesse’s profile that the meeting had snuck up on him. He was a minute late and quickly logged on.

“Hey there,” a friendly voice said through his headphones. A handsome man’s face appeared on his screen. He looked friendly and probably ten years younger than Dan. It looked like he was calling in from his home office. “Dan, right? Nice to meet you. I’m Bill from Elevate Engagement. How are you?”

“Hey Bill, nice to meet you. Doing alright for a Monday. How about yourself? How was your weekend?” Dan immediately fell into his professional small talk voice that he had honed and perfected over the years.

“The weekend was…” Bill hesitated for a second. It seemed like something in the background at Bill’s house had distracted him, “Good. Yeah, it was good. My wife and I celebrated our fourth wedding anniversary.”

“Oh congratulations,” Dan looked at the screen, wondering if anyone else from Elevate would join them, “What did you guys get up to? Go out to one of the restaurants in the city?”

“No….uh,” Bill hesitated again. This time Dan heard a thump sound from Bill’s microphone. Bill looked like he’d heard it too but quickly recovered. “We actually stayed in. Kept it low-key. My wife Amber wanted to watch some home movies.”

“Well that sounds nice too,” Dan smiled. “Sometimes it’s just nice to spend an evening alone, just the two of you. I get that.”

Bill’s face changed briefly as if Dan had just triggered a verbal landmine. It was a brief moment where a storm of distress was apparent on the man’s face. Bill’s friendly demeanor quickly returned, “Right, yeah. It was. So, Dan, I’m not sure where my colleagues are but let me just give you some background. We’re considering expanding with a new office in California, but buildings and architecture aren’t really our strong suit. We wanted to reach out and pick your brain on a few things.”

“Sure,” Dan said, sitting back in his chair, realizing that this call probably wouldn’t lead to a paying gig. “Let’s start; what kind of questions do you have for us?”

Dan chatted with Bill for the entirety of his lunch break. He explained in depth what Bill and his company should look for before thinking about building a new office building in another state as well as what they should look for when drawing up architectural drawings and hiring a contractor.

Bill took a lot of notes and mentioned that they might reach out with more questions. He even asked if Dan was open to consulting on small projects like the one they discussed. Dan mentioned that he was, and shortly after that, the call ended. He wasn’t optimistic about the potential work they’d discussed, but Bill seemed like a solid guy. Maybe they’d get a beer someday when Dan was back on his feet.

As Dan returned to the office, he rechecked his email, hoping for news from the other prospect he had been chasing down. He sighed as he only saw junk mail in his inbox. Later that night he would reach out to his contact. The company was called Sentinel Security Solutions. They were planning on building a massive new data center. Dan had a consulting contract in front of them. He was just waiting for it to get signed.

Dan rode the elevator back up to the office in silence. All he wanted to do was get through this week and spend time with Sarah when she drove up on Friday.

***

“Mhmmm, I’ve missed you,” Sarah said as she embraced Dan in the living room of the Chicago apartment. Waiting the rest of the week for their reunion had been agonizing. “It’s been a crazy week at work.”

Dan held his wife tightly, not wanting to let her go. He inhaled the scent of her hair and felt the neurons firing in his brain. Memories of the two of them together flashed to the front of his mind, “Well at least from what you’ve told me it sounds like work is on an upward trajectory for you. I might even be calling you CEO soon.”

Sarah pulled back and looked at her husband, lightly slapping his chest, “Don’t jinx it. It feels weird even just getting my hopes up about it. But I’d be lying if I hadn’t convinced myself I could actually get it. It just feels so strange.”

“It’s a huge shift in your career and for us,” Dan stroked her arms and looked into her eyes, “And a welcome one. After all my career issues this last little while, it’s nice to have some good news we can celebrate. I feel like I’ve just been treading water lately. I’m happy for you.”

“Don’t count yourself out just yet, mister,” Sarah let go of her carry-on bag and removed her jacket, “From what I’m hearing, you’re starting to make some good connections with your LinkedIn work. Something is going to happen there. I know it.”

“Well, I just wish things would happen faster,” Dan sighed, “I’m putting in all this extra time and energy, but no bites yet.”

“What about that one company? The one that’s reviewing your contract?” Sarah asked.

“Sentinel Security? Still nothing yet. I reached out. They said their teams are still reviewing, and things take time to work through their organization. Want anything to drink?” Dan moved towards the kitchen, and Sarah followed closely behind.

“Just water would be great,” Sarah said, casually checking out Dan’s butt as he opened the fridge.

“Here you go,” Dan handed a water bottle to her. “I hope something happens with them, but I’m not holding my breath. I’m still working on some other things. I had a call with another potential client today. They are a marketing agency, but they don’t know what they want yet. It’s too early to bring me in. Maybe I could get some kind of project guidance consultation from them, but I don’t know. We’ll see.”

“How were they? Were they nice? Did they seem professional?” Sarah asked. She didn’t want Dan to get involved with another company that would chew him up and spit him out.

“Yeah, they seemed okay. I talked with one of the guys before everyone else showed up. Bill was his name. He seemed nice, but something seemed to be distracting him on his end. Anyway, like I said, I’m not putting all my eggs in one basket. I’ll keep working on…”

Dan trailed off, his eyes looking over Sarah’s shoulder. She turned around to see Lester walk into the living room. Usually, she heard Lester before she saw him, his feet smacking off the hardwood floor—this time, she hadn’t.

“Hey, Lester,” Sarah smiled. Dan’s roommate stopped short and stood there looking apprehensive.

“What’s up?” Dan said, stepping up next to Sarah. You know the deal. There are no date nights on the first night.”

“That’s not why I’m here,” Lester said, walking forward and leaning onto the couch with his arms crossed. I need a favor for tomorrow night.”

“A favor?” Dan raised an eyebrow, “Alright, that’s interesting. Let’s hear it.”

“Tomorrow’s date night is going to be a little different,” Lester said, eyeing Sarah. “You look great, by the way, Sarah.”

Dan rolled his eyes. Sarah felt her face blush, “Thanks, Lester. The favor?”

“Right, well, I’m not sure if you know this, but I’m part of a D & D group,” Lester opened his mouth to continue, but Dan cut him off.

“D and D? Is that some sort of sex thing?” Dan said.

“No, pretty far from a sex thing,” Lester stared at him flatly. “D & D. Dungeons and Dragons. It’s a role-playing game I play with some friends. Not on the computer but around a table. We each pick a character and progress through a campaign built by the DM, the dungeon master.”

“You’re right. It doesn’t sound like a sex thing at all,” Dan chuckled, “Sounds like something that people who have never had sex would play.”

“You’d think that,” Lester huffed, “But I do ok.” The trollish man nodded at Sarah, looking directly at her nipples, which both men could see were obviously in an aroused state. Sarah smiled, happy that Lester wasn’t escalating the situation like he could have.

Dan’s face grew red, and Sarah could see one of the veins on his neck sticking out. Lester held up a pacifying hand as Sarah folded her arms to be on the same page with her husband. But she couldn’t help but feel a tiny spark of excitement at Lester’s words. Knowing that the two men were competing for her. “Lester’s mentioned this game before…on one of our…dates.”

“I didn’t come for a fight. I wanted to say that tomorrow night, it’s my turn to host our D&D game here. So the rest of my group, four other guys, will be here for a few hours to play.”

“That sounds okay, Lester. What do you want from us? Do you want us to switch the date night to tonight so you can have your little game tomorrow?” Sarah felt herself growing wet, thinking Lester might take her ahead of schedule. She caught herself beginning to touch his arm, initiating contact that could become more intimate.

“No,” Lester said before she could reach him. He stood up off the couch and looked at the couple. I want you both to play with us tomorrow. Jump into our campaign and role-play with us.”

Dan pinched the bridge of his nose, “Lester, we’ve never played Dungeons and Dragons before. Why would you want us to play with you?”

“I really don’t,” Lester said, “It’s honestly gonna suck with you guys.”

“Then why are we having this conversation, Lester?” Dan said. Sarah could tell that his patience was wearing thin.

“Because,” Lester said looking at Sarah. “I want Sarah to be there. To show her off in front of them. And remember, you’ve insisted on joining us on all of our dates.”

“Lester, I don’t know how to play. Couldn’t I just parade myself around the apartment in front of your friends?” Sarah asked, looking to Dan for agreement.

“I want you there at the table next to me. They don’t believe I could land a hot girlfriend so I want to rub it in their faces all night. They never met my ex, Lizzie, so they just assume I was lying about her. That I couldn’t land someone as hot as you or her. I want you to tease them and make them squirm.” Lester said.

Sarah thought back to how Lester had saved her ass at the hospital. She could do this one thing for him. Besides, it bugged her that these guys were giving him a hard time. Just like when that homeless man called him fat, or that stranger subtly insulted him. Even the way that people looked at them when they were out together. Hearing Lester mention Lizzie being as hot as here kind of pissed her off. She made up her mind she was going to do this and do it well.

“Tease them how?” Sarah eyed Lester.

“I wouldn’t presume to tell you how to tease a group of men, Sarah,” Lester licked his lips and smiled, “I’m sure you can think of a few ways to get under their skin.”

Sarah looked to Dan for reassurance. He shrugged back, smiling, knowing full well how far her teasing could go. She was able to teasingly torture him with expert precision. Who knew what she could do to a group of people she wasn’t in love with.

Lester’s invitation to play made more sense now. This is the first time she would meet any guys from Lester’s world. She was intrigued at the opportunity to learn more about him from other sources. “I’m game then.” Sarah looked at Dan, “What do you say, Dan, should we get our nerd on?”

Dan sighed and crossed his arms. “Fine. Whatever. Maybe it’ll be fun. So you’re going to tell all these other guys that Sarah is your girlfriend? Have her tease them all night? What about me?”

“You can just be my roommate, Dan,” Lester grinned. That’s all.” Dan took in this information dryly, his expression unchanged.

“How do we play?” Sarah asked, “What are the rules?”

“Well, it’s not hard. First, you have to pick a character. Since the rest of my group is advanced, we’ll let you use some pre-built characters we have. Then it’s just a matter of –” Dan held up his hand, silencing Lester.

“Lester, Sarah just got in. As amazing as your instructions will be, can you give us some space? We’ll join you for your little game tomorrow, but tonight, it’s just us, okay?”

“Fine.” Lester stared at Dan and turned back towards the hallway. Just before he left the living room, he turned back to the couple, “Oh, just one more thing. During the game, Sarah and I will spend some alone time in my room. I’d like the rest of the group to know just how capable I can be with a beautiful woman.”

Before Dan or Sarah could respond Lester had retreated back to his room and closed the door. Sarah could feel her pulse quicken at the thought of Lester taking her in his bedroom while an apartment full of men listened in. Dan turned to look at Sarah with a half disgusted look, dashing her daydreams, “Nerding out is not quite the date I had expected Lester to choose. Not after how the last one went.”

“I think one thing is safe to say,” Sarah stared down the empty hallway. We never know what to expect from Lester.”

“I’m gonna have to talk with him again. Just assuming that you are going to go back to his room with him like that,” Dan’s arms were crossed as he looked down the hallway.

“Well,” Sarah said, following his gaze, “What else are you going to look at through that peephole if I’m not in there?”

Dan chuckled and cast an amused glance at her, “I love you, you know that?”

“I know, baby. I love you too,” She leaned forward and placed a lingering kiss on his lips.

“What do you think about the teasing thing?” Dan asked her, pulling away slightly. She looked back at him and smiled. “I think it could be fun. You know how much I like teasing you. Just imagine how much fun it will be to tease a room full of shy sex, malnourished men.”

“As long as you don’t get off on it as much as you do with me,” Dan said, playing his part as the jealous spouse. Sarah stepped up to him and whispered in his ear, “Who knows? Maybe I’ll like it more. A room full of men squirming under my teasing. That sounds hot to me. Don’t you think so?”

“Please,” Dan said, stepping away from his wife. “You’re not going to make me bend that easily. Besides, you tease men all the time. The only thing you need to do is walk into a room, and they squirm.”

“True,” Sarah said, closing the distance again to her husband, “But I don’t always get to put on a show for you. Seeing your reaction to the things I do or say. That is what is going to be so hot about it.”

Dan cleared his throat. Sarah’s words had clearly affected him. It was adorable how he tried to change the subject, “So dinner tonight. What are you thinking? Maybe we can eat here in front of the TV?”

Sarah smiled, taking the victory over her husband: “Sure, honey. That sounds nice. Maybe Chinese?”

***

Sarah and Dan spent the night together in front of the TV before retreating back to his room to enjoy each other. The next morning, they went out for breakfast and spent the day walking around different areas of Chicago. Sarah wanted to pick up a few things for their daughters.

There were a few moments where she covertly read some texts from Lester. It's not that she wanted to hide things from Dan. She just wanted him to focus on their morning together. He needed the mental break.

Lester sent her a heads-up about what to expect with the DND game, the type of character she would be playing, and some other ideas on how she could tease his friends. She raised her eyebrow at his plan for the two of them to eventually separate from the group and go back to his room. He always seemed to have a plan, which Sarah appreciated. She was surprised to feel a bit of wetness between her legs at Lester being so forward and actually giving her instructions to follow.

When they returned to the apartment it was well after dinner. Lester had rearranged the living room so that the couches and chairs were pushed closer to the TV. A large fold-out table with six chairs was in the newly provided space. Unlike his usual stained t-shirt, Lester had on a t-shirt he’d evidently worn for the occasion, which read “She Thought I Was Into Some Kinky Shit When I Told Her I Was A Dungeon Master.”

“Good, you’re back,” Lester said, carrying several bowls of chips from the kitchen and placing them on the table. It was rare to see Lester do things for others. The two of them stopped momentarily and took in Lester, preparing the place for the evening.

Lester noticed them watching, “Everyone will be here soon. Snacks are part of the host’s duties. Sarah, if you don’t mind, I left something in my room for you to change into.”

“Oh?” Sarah raised an eyebrow to Dan, “Not another wedding dress, right? Or a Princess Leia outfit?” Dan stifled a laugh.

“Believe me, I was tempted,” Lester flirted back. But not this time. Maybe in the future. It's just something to rile up the others.”

Sarah held onto Dan’s hand and turned back towards him. She kissed him on the lips and whispered, “Okay, time for me to get into character as Lester’s girlfriend. I’ll see you later. Remember, say ‘pineapple’ and the date stops.”

Dan nodded and whispered back, “Just don’t let those nerds put their hands on you, okay? And you let me know if you need rescuing.”

“Please,” Sarah smiled, “I think I can handle a few guys. It’ll be like taking candy from a baby.”

“Remember,” Lester said, watching them, “I want you to tease the shit out of these guys. I want them to be really uncomfortable. Torture them.”

“We’ll see,” Sarah stepped back from her husband and headed down the hallway toward Lester’s room. Dan watched her go. His mind was still stuck on her words about being able to handle a few guys. He shook his head, gulped, and turned around to see Lester staring at him.

“What now?” Dan said, “What do we do?”

“I’m going to set things up here,” Lester said, moving back towards the table, “Can you grab some cups and the soda in the fridge?”

“Sure,” Dan said. He walked into the kitchen and saw a pack of plastic cups on the counter. He grabbed a stack and looked in the fridge for the soda. There were several jugs of Pepsi and Mountain Dew. He took one of each and brought it to the table. As he set them down, someone knocked on the apartment door.

Lester walked over to the door and opened it. Without any fanfare, he said, “Come in, gentlemen.” Dan watched as three men entered the apartment, looking exactly like he’d imagined.

“Hi, I’m Ned,” the short man who entered first said, making his way across the room to Dan. “I’m Lester’s best friend.” Dan saw Lester roll his eyes as Lester shut the door behind the other men. Ned did seem like a mini Lester in some ways, but more meek. He wasn’t as rotund as Lester and seemed more friendly and outgoing. Ned had a scraggly beard and a thick pair of glasses. He wore baggy cargo shorts and a t-shirt with a spaceship and a logo mentioning a federation, “Who are you?”

“I’m Dan,” he said, hearing the sound of defeat in his voice. He shook Ned’s hand and looked back at the other men starting to filter into the apartment, “Lester’s roommate.”

“Never seen your place before, Lester,” one of the other men said. This guy looked older than Lester and looked to Dan like some kind of wizard, wearing a black t-shirt with a skull surrounded by writing that read “Dungeon Master est. 1974.” With his thinning, gray, wispy hair and long white beard, the only thing missing was a wizard’s hat. He reminded Dan of his old chemistry teacher from high school. This guy had to be in his sixties, at least. “Nice little spot. Why have us over? Getting tired of bringing all your shit down to Ned’s shop?”

“That’s Eugene,” Ned said, pointing him out to Dan, “He’s the elder statesman of our group. And that’s Greg,” Ned gestured to the other guy who had already sat at the table and was setting some things up. Greg looked up and waved to Dan before returning to what he was doing, “Greg is our Dungeon Master. Charlie couldn’t make it tonight, which is where you come in.” Greg wore a black t-shirt reading “The Dice Giveth, The Dice Taketh Away.”

Dan knew Greg’s type. He seemed like a meek guy who spent more time with his nose in books instead of interacting with the real world. He was rail thin, and his clothes looked too big. Behind his thick glasses, his eyes seemed to dart around the room, assessing threats and looking for danger. Likely a trait he picked up in high school, where bullies probably targeted him. He looked like he took better care of his appearance than the rest of the group, but it likely still wasn’t his priority.

Ned turned his attention to Eugene, “Lester’s bringing his girlfriend tonight. He didn’t want to bring her down to the shop in case my customers got too handsy.”

Eugene looked Dan up and down, “That ain’t no girl. ‘Dan’ was it?”

“Yep, that’s me,” Dan began to feel increasingly awkward with each passing minute, “Lester’s roommate.” He nodded and hoped his smile seemed sincere.

“What character do you play, and what is their class?” Eugene stepped up to Dan like he was sizing him up. It was clear that the older man was trying to intimidate him somehow.

“I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about,” Dan said, shaking his head with another friendly smile.

“What the fuck, Lester?” Eugene spun around, looking at Dan’s roommate, “You’re going to bring some complete noob in here with us?” Eugene walked over to the table and took a handful of chips into his hands. Ned seemed to cower back like he was watching his parents fight. What an odd dynamic.

“It’s okay.” this from Greg, the guy sitting at the table setting things up, “Lester already talked to me, we have character sheets set up they can play as.”

“Sit down, Eugene,” Lester said, staring daggers at the older man. “We’re going to start soon.”

“What’s their deal?” Dan whispered to Ned, who had begun unzipping his bag and pulling out packets of Twizzlers and other candy. Dan had quickly decided to turn to Ned for anything he didn’t understand in the game. Talking to him seemed to cause the least friction within the group.

“Oh, that?” Ned whispered, “Don’t let it scare you. Those two just don’t get along. They both have control issues. Been like that since day one when Lester joined us.”

Dan understood that. He felt like he had been on the losing side of an arm wrestling match with Lester for months now.

“How long ago was that? That Lester joined?” Dan asked.

“Mhmmm I don’t know, maybe ten years ago?” Ned turned and raised his voice, “Okay we have chips, soda and candy. I think we are good to begin. Greg, are you all set up?”

Greg nodded in the affirmative. Ned gestured to an open chair, and Dan sat down. Lester stood, waiting for Eugene to sit first. “Where’s this girlfriend of yours then, Lester?” Eugene laughed as he sat down at the table. “Let me guess, she just ran out with her girlfriends. Or better yet, she lives in Canada?”

“Maybe she’s just running late!” joked Greg.

“Maybe she’s already here. She’s Lester’s left hand,” Eugene made a stroking gesture with his hand. “Aw, let’s be kind to her. After all she’s so ‘hot’ the best she could do is Lester here!” said Eugene, using air quotes to emphasize the ribbing.

Eugene looked at Ned, who quickly laughed along. Lester glanced at him, and Ned's smile instantly evaporated.

Lester purposely pulled out his chair slowly and sat down, his face serene. “She’s getting changed. She’ll be out here in a minute. Then we can go over the rules.” Eugene crossed his arms and leaned back in the chair defiantly. Dan smirked, knowing that this guy’s mind was about to be shattered when Sarah came out. The Eugene guy started running his mouth again, which Dan could tell really irked Lester.

Ned seemed to be trying to play peacemaker. Before the game even started, it seemed to devolve into anarchy. Dan just sat back and watched, amused. He got up and grabbed himself a beer from the fridge. As he sat back down, the sound of a door closing from down the hallway reached the group, causing a silence to fall over them.

All of the men’s eyes were trained on the hallway. Eugene seemed legitimately stunned, considering the possibility that Lester may have told the truth. Dan heard audible gasps at the table when Sarah finally emerged into the living room. She walked gingerly on bare feet, her ass clearly defined in revealing pink booty shorts and a white v-neck tee under a nondescript gray hoodie.

Dan noticed Sarah’s wedding ring was missing. He felt a pang of sadness. Hopefully, she hadn’t left it in Lester’s room.

“Hey baby.” Sarah had stopped next to Lester, her breast just against his cheek. He turned when he felt her, and she leaned down, inserting her tongue into his mouth for a deep kiss. The room was quiet except for the breath from their mouths as they made out slowly. Dan’s stomach dropped hearing Sarah call Lester ‘baby.’ He watched the kiss in utter fascination. Sarah played her part well. Maybe too well. It really seemed like a sincere, if inappropriate, kiss. Dan’s dick agreed, suddenly coming to life. He could feel himself breathing in quick, shallow breaths. He closed his eyes and steadied himself, focusing on the mechanics of his breathing to calm himself down. After a few moments Greg made an awkward cough that seemed to remind Sarah and Lester that others were present.

“Hi, boys,” Sarah said, standing back up and taking the empty chair next to Lester, “I’m Sarah, Lester’s girlfriend.” Hearing her introduce herself as Lester’s girlfriend caused Dan’s stomach to knot up. Lester cast a glance at Dan before looking back at Sarah. Dan hadn’t realized it before but it felt like he had missed something significant about tonight.

Sarah was being introduced as Lester’s girlfriend to people he knew. These weren’t just strangers at a restaurant or to people he was consulting with at her work. These were people in Lester’s life, making the relationship feel more real. Dan shifted uncomfortably; his pants felt tighter somehow. His wife’s hand covered Lester’s grubby paw on the table.

Still, seeing the way these guys’ eyes were popping out of their sockets as they looked at Sarah made him hide a grin. He loved seeing other men drool over his wife, and she was leaning into that.

“Okay,” Greg said, setting up some sheets in front of him, “Now that we’re all here, I’ll quickly go over the rules for our newcomers joining us for this session, and you are always welcome to join in the future,” Greg’s eyes lingered on Sarah’s body.

“Sarah, sometimes we have noobies joining us, but since we’ve been playing a long time together, our characters have been well-developed and have earned various powers. So, for green beans like you, we have a set of pre-made characters you can choose from. Your boyfriend thought you’d like to be a cleric,” he said, handing her the sheet.

“Dan, do you want to pick one?”

Dan grabbed a random character sheet and looked at it, a confused look forming on his face. “What’s a bard?”

The players all groaned, and Eugene said, “Someone who talks a lot and who supposedly can manipulate foes with their words and music.”

“But not much help in a fight,” said Lester.

“Whatever,” thought Dan as he read the abilities on the character sheet and scanned the room. Maybe he could find a way to be useless and ruin Lester’s game. Best case scenario, he wouldn’t have to play much. His mind drifted to his high school buddies, who would be laughing over who he was hanging out with. None of these guys would have been in Dan’s athletic circle of friends.

What would they think of me now; struggling financially, in a dead-end job, and willingly letting some Chicago fat troll rail my gorgeous wife and show her off to all these nerds?

Sarah broke his reverie with a question, “So, my character, Val, is a cleric. I see I have some magic spells I can use? When do I use them?”

A look flickered across Greg’s face, quickly replaced by an overly warm smile. He explained, “When we’re role-playing on the adventure, we’ll come across situations where we work together to overcome traps and foes and trickery in order to get to treasure, and the more treasure we get, the more character points we earn, which gets us more powers—like your spells.”

“But you have to be careful because if you get injured, you’ll have to roll the dice to see how many health points you lose. If you lose too many, you’ll die or not be strong enough for the adventure, and you could slow down your partners,” said Greg.

“Hmm, Lester, I see one of my spells is the Aura of Vitality.” Maybe I should cast it on you later when we’re, um, role-playing?” Sarah said, blushing. Her eyes focused on inspecting her miniature figure before she set it back down on the gameboard.

“Sarah, you know vitality has never been my weakness when you’re around,” Lester responded, stealing a quick kiss from the married woman. The guys looked like they could barely keep it together. Dan rolled his eyes at Lester’s shitty attempt at flirting. It seemed too obvious that he was putting on a show, but then again, these guys didn’t seem to get it.

“Um, can I just ask one thing?” Sarah said, “Can we put little name signs on the table so I can remember who’s who?”

Eugene sighed and rolled his eyes as Dan began to scan the character sheet in front of him. Sarah was paying close attention to what Greg was explaining but Dan wasn’t listening. He was reading the character sheet in front of him.

Eugene sighed again and looked at Greg in a way that begged him to intervene. “Of course,” Ned said, leaning forward eagerly, grabbing sheets of paper to fulfill her request. His eyes weren’t able to meet Sarah’s. “We can do that just for today. No problem. I’m Ned, this is Eugene and Greg. Do you know Dan? He’s Lester’s roommate.” Ned began writing out names, their real ones and their character names, and folding the sheets into display triangles.

“Nice to meet you all. I’ve seen Dan around a little bit, but usually, my boyfriend and I are busy in his room,” Sarah said, causing the table to fall silent.

Shit Sarah, you’re selling this pretty hard, Dan thought.

“Right, so let’s begin. I’ll set the stage. Your party is standing in front of an old manor. You’re on a quest to retrieve a magical item, the Aetherial Orb of Luminescence, which emits a soft, soothing light, capable of revealing hidden paths or concealed objects in dark places. It can also be used to cast minor illusions or enhance spells related to light and visibility.”

“Wait, I’m sorry to interrupt, but I’m confused. So I’m a cleric with magic spells and I see I have a sword too, so I can fight? Then what are you guys?” Sarah asked.

“I’m a warlock, Shadowweaver.” said Eugene. “It means I have arcane powers from the universe with a great number of spells because of my experience level.”

“Ooo,” laughed Sarah. “Maybe I’ll fall under your spell!”

“I’m a rogue, er, basically a thief,” said Ned. “My character has a high level of dexterity and can move silently, which might come in handy to get the Orb. Samrick is the name, dear lady.”

“Yeah, but rogues can’t be trusted,” said Lester.

“But dexterity comes in handy in some, um, situations. Right Lester?”

“I can think of a few scenarios where dexterity could come in handy,” Sarah stared into Ned’s eyes, causing him to look away. Sarah turned to Lester and playfully punched him in the arm. “Hey, what’s your character?”

Lester smirked, “I’m a barbarian. Barbarians have great strength and are great in a fight.”

“How about stamina, my barbarian? Can you wrestle all night long?” Sarah teased, stressing his character class.

Dan winced. It was odd how easily Sarah seemed to integrate her teasing with the nerd jargon. Still, knowing how long Lester could last in bed caused him to believe her comment. It stung, but he could also feel his dick stirring in his pants.

“So, are there female characters in this game?” she asked as she paged through the Players Handbook. “Some of these pictures are pretty hot. Like this female wizard in the tight black bodice and high boots with a staff. She has plenty of skin showing. Do you guys ever dress up for your roles?”

Ned blurted out, “We have some costumes at my shop but feel rather geeky wearing them,” seemingly unaware of the irony of his statement.

“We’ve been playing together for a long time and it’s sorta awkward to introduce rookies into our game, so no, we haven’t played with any females,” remarked Greg.

“That’s a shame, '' Sarah said with a pout, turning the book around to show a picture of a scantily clad half-elf woman fighter. “I think it would be fun to wear something like this,” as she turned the page to a picture of a female wizard dressed in a red bikini top holding in amazing breasts and red matching bottoms with long slender legs reaching down into her boots, with a red shawl over her shoulders. Her blonde hair spilled over her shoulders, and her blue eyes held her gaze in a piercing view. “She looks something like me, doesn’t she?”

The crew sat uneasily in their chairs. Dan suspected what they’d each done with such pictures in the D&D manuals. They all seemed very familiar with the very image Sarah was holding up. Dan couldn’t help but think there was an uncanny resemblance to his wife. The rest of the group probably considered how often they’d satisfied themselves with that picture. And now, a veritable clone of that character was sitting before them, talking with them, joining their campaign.

“Ahem.” Greg cleared his throat. “Can we get started now? Remember you’ve all met together for your adventure and obviously have just introduced yourselves so you can see how you’ll work together. Remember, rely on each other’s abilities, and you just might succeed!”

“Okay, Cassius Silverstrings, er, I mean Dan, it’s your turn. What will you do first?” Greg said. The entire group looked to Dan.

“Uh, well, I guess I’ll go up to the door and knock on it,” Dan said.

“You’ve just triggered a trap! The Knocker's Bane Trap! Hidden blades spring forth from the doorframe, slashing at Cassius’, er, Dan. The force of the blades could be fatal! Quick, roll the dice to see your fate! You need to roll a six or higher to survive.”

Dan grabbed the dice from the table and rolled a 3.

“Cassius Silverstrings is dead!” Greg said, bowing his head solemnly. Ned leaned over towards Dan and whispered,” You should have used a spell to check the door for traps.”

“I guess so,” Dan shrugged, “Well, I guess I’m dead then.”

“What a dumbass,” muttered Eugene.

“What’d you say?” Dan shot back.

Lester piped in, “Well since you're new, you should have asked your party for advice instead of just rushing in and getting yourself whacked. Now we’re down a man and have hardly started the game. You should learn to make better decisions.”

Dan didn’t like the insult but was out of his element. He took a breath and relaxed. He tried not to take Lester’s comment to heart and think about how it could also be true for the rest of his life.

Dan sat and listened as the group took turns playing their characters. Sarah was unexpectedly good at the game, but he wasn’t too surprised, given her commitment to their bedroom roleplaying. Dan was looking at his phone and barely paying attention until he felt a tension in the air. He saw Sarah unzipping her hoodie to reveal a tight v-neck t-shirt that read “I’m The Player Your DM Warned You About.” Clearly, she was not wearing a bra. He heard a sharp intake of breath from Ned next to him as the top of Sarah’s cleavage came into view. Lester looked at Dan, and the two shared a knowing smirk at the others’ reactions.

Dan watched Sarah and knew that she was enjoying teasing these guys. He was enjoying it a bit himself. It was too easy for his wife. They weren’t prepared at all for the levels of teasing and flirting she would inflict on them. He could feel his crotch responding to his wife’s antics.

At some point, the group had managed to make it into the make-believe house. The adventurers were mapping their exploration and searching the rooms for the orb, all the while the Dungeon Master was periodically rolling his dice to compare against his chart of events. Greg suddenly shouted, “A hellhound bursts forward into the room!”

“I cast Protection from Energy! Shielding me from the flames!” Eugene shouted, rolling his die. The rogue, Ned\Samrick, quickly jumped around the corner out of reach of the flames. The barbarian, Lester, was about to speak when Sarah blurted out, “I stab at the hellhound with my sword!”

Greg rolled his 20-sided dice, looked at the number, and said, “Fire envelopes you. Your clothes start to burn,” Greg said.

“I strip off my clothing and lunge for the hellhound’s throat,” Sarah said in a very seductive voice as she played with the neckline of her T-shirt, eyeing the men around her. Greg had her roll the dice, and it seemed to Dan that they landed positively. Greg announced, “Our new cleric, Val, has pinned the hellhound down!”

Lester, playing Darkspire the barbarian, said, “I rush forward to slay the hellhound,” and rolled the dice. The die rolled off the floor past where Sarah was sitting. Dan watched as his wife stood up to retrieve it, her toned, slender legs coming into view before she turned away from the table. Her fantastic ass was showing itself for the entire table to appreciate. Dan’s eyes flicked to see all of the men at the table ogling his wife’s behind. Sarah bent over at the waist to pick up the die, causing more than one of the men’s jaws to fall open. Dan couldn’t help but enjoy the way she teased these guys.

“Eighteen,” Sarah said as she returned to the table, pretending to be oblivious about what she’d just done.

Greg regained his composure and said, “Dar, the barbarian’s crushing blow kills the hellhound.”

“My clothes are burnt and falling apart on the floor. I’m standing naked in the room, looking around at the three handsome men in my party, wondering which will offer me something to wear.” Sarah eyed the men at the table, who seemed to be losing their composure.

“Milady,” Ned said, “I offer you my humble rogue’s cape to wear around your body. It offers an extra camouflage.”

“Why thank you kind sir, er, Samrick.” Sarah said leaning forward, the top of her cleavage pushing together for Greg, Ned and Eugene to see. “Once this quest is over I’ll have to think of some way I could repay you, Sam. Perhaps I’ll cast you under one of my spells.”

The table was silent for several seconds while the three men stared at Sarah, who was pretending to read her character sheet. Her half-exposed breasts still prominently on display for the nerds.

“Erm, okay, right,” Greg finally pulled himself together as he looked down at the sheets in front of him. “With the hellhound slain, a deep cold falls over the manor. Your breaths are visible, and you all feel goosebumps on your skin. If you don’t find a way to warm up soon, you will each lose 20 HP per minute.”

“From the looks of it, the cold is already affecting our lady, Val!” Eugene said, and the others noticed Sarah’s nipples had begun to poke out of her tight T-shirt. Sarah pretended not to notice Eugene’s comment. Dan could tell Sarah still had a bra on. It must be a thin, lacy material since her nipples were somewhat visible. It wasn’t that cold in here, though. Was she getting turned on behaving like this in front of these men?

“I cast a fiery aura,” Eugune said eagerly, “Enveloping myself in a warm gentle, comforting flame giving me a resistance to cold damage. It has a one foot radius. Maiden Val, would you care to join me?”

Dan rolled his eyes but kept them on his phone. Somehow, Eugene thought he was being suave here. Still, Dan could feel his cock getting hard, knowing how these guys were lusting after his wife.

“Mhmmm, that sounds like exactly what I need right now,” Sarah eyed him mischievously and leaned forward. “Is this close enough?”

“You, uh, sometimes the way we play, you should actually go over to that side of the table, Val,” Greg said, “to keep the roleplay true.”

“Okay,” Sarah said standing, all the men stared at her body, “Ned, er, Sam, would you switch with me?”

Ned nodded and scurried around the table to change places with Sarah. She sat beside Eugene and pulled her chair right next to his. Her legs were pressing up against the sides of his thighs as she leaned against his arm, “Is this close enough?”

“Uhh, yes,” the old man croaked out, his head turning to the side to try to look down Sarah’s cleavage covertly. Dan watched the older man’s eyes staring down at the tops of Sarah’s breasts, knowing that sight all too well. Jealously started to creep in, especially with the act Sarah was putting on. The way she looked back at that guy felt wrong, like something that should be reserved for him.

Sarah looked at Ned, “Samrick, is the cape you gave me resistant to fire?”

“No, uh, I don’t think so, Val….” Ned said wide-eyed.

“I’m gonna roll,” Sarah said, picking up the dice, not waiting for Greg, “If we roll above a ten, the cape doesn’t burn in your fiery aura. If it’s below a 10, the cape burns, and I’m going to be bare naked again. Is that okay?” She looked at Greg for approval.

He eagerly nodded, “But it’ll be Eugene’s roll.” Sarah picked up the dice and handed them to Eugene. She took his hand in hers and bent forward, blowing on the dice, “For good luck.” Her eyes looked up at him expectantly.

Eugene stiffened at her warm breath on his skin. Without responding he rolled the dice onto the table. As they rolled, all eyes were trained on the dice, eventually stopping on a five.

“Oh no,” Sarah feigned surprise, “I’m naked again. At least I’m warm and protected next to this mighty warcock.”

Sarah bit her lip, and then a small laugh emitted from her lips, “Oops, I meant Warlock. Not war-cock.” She added extra emphasis onto the word ‘cock.’ as she brought her knees up to her chest and placed her bare feet on the chair, “Sorry Shadowweaver.”

Dan could see Eugene beginning to breathe quickly. Even Ned looked like he was ready to spontaneously cum in his pants. Greg was harder for Dan to read, but he seemed pretty distracted by what was happening.

“We should continue on,” Lester said, “Let’s move further into the house and find this orb.”

The group continued on their imaginary quest, with Sarah still sitting uncomfortably close to Eugene. The man seemed stiff as a board. Dan could only imagine how stiff the guy was in his pants. Dan had never seen Sarah so close to a man so much older than her. He knew she was toying with the guy, but he couldn’t help but feel his dick stirring.

Performing his DM duties, Greg periodically rolled his dice, assessing the probability of each subsequent event happening. As the group moved down a hallway, Greg said, “Arrows spill out from the walls, shooting at the group. Lester rolled the dice, and his barbarian’s shield successfully blocked the arrows from piercing him.

Eugene looked at Sarah and said, “I’ll cast a shield to block the arrows from hitting us.” Dan smirked. This guy really thought he was being a white knight or something to Sarah. Sarah put her arm around his and hugged him close like she was afraid. Eugene took a shaky breath and rolled the dice. Greg informed him of his success.

“I’ll evade the arrows with a dexterity throw,” Ned as s said, throwing the dice. “Unsuccessful, Sam,” Greg said, looking at the dice. You’ve been hit with a poisoned arrow to the knee and lose 10 HP. The poison will make you lose HP every second.

“Can I heal him?” Sarah asked.

Eugene looked at her desperately, “As a cleric, you could use a healing hands spell to heal a wound like that.”

“Okay, I’ll do that,” Sarah said, standing up. She grabbed the dice and threw them onto the table, “I need to get close like the last time, right? Lester, can we switch?”

Lester raised an eyebrow at her, “Sure.” He stood up to trade places with Sarah. As she moved to his side of the table, Eugene piped up, “If you aren’t in my aura of fiery heat, you’re going to get cold again and take damage.” His eyes followed her body, staring at her juicy ass as she walked around the table, “And you’re naked too.”

“It’s a risk I’ll have to take,” Sarah said as she took Lester’s seat. She turned to Ned, leaned forward, and touched his knee. Ned’s eyes seemed to bulge out of his head as he looked down at Dan’s wife. He had the perfect angle to look down at her cleavage as she leaned forward.

“Was the roll successful?” Sarah asked Greg, not taking her eyes off Ned.

“No,” Greg muted as he took his eyes off Sarah to look at the dice. Sarah grabbed them and rolled them again. She put her hand down on Ned’s lower thigh.

“Unsuccessful,” Greg muttered again. When he saw Sarah reach for the dice again, he muttered, “This isn’t how it works.”

Sarah repeated the process. She rolled the dice again, and this time, her hand came to rest on Ned’s upper thigh. “Success,” Greg said, “You’ve healed the wound, but the poison still inflicts damage on Samrick.”

“Oh no,” Sarah said, looking up at Ned for guidance. “What can I do? Should I suck the poison out somehow?” Sarah placed extra emphasis on the word suck.

“Uh, I uh, ah,” Ned was having trouble forming a coherent sentence. Dan thought that his mind was probably tripping over itself at Sarah’s use of the word suck. He had to admit that even he was getting riled up by Sarah’s roleplaying performance.

“Try the ‘Lesser Restoration’ spell, Val,” Eugene said to Sarah. “That’ll cure the poison.”

Sarah looked at Greg, who nodded, “I’ll try Lesser Restoration on Sam’s wound.” Sarah reached across the table to grab the dice from in front of Eugene. His gaze dropped to her cleavage hanging low in front of him. Ned’s eyes flicked up, and Dan swore the little guy stopped breathing. His eyes were focused on Sarah’s booty short-clad ass bending over the table just inches from his face.

Sarah rolled the dice again. “Success,” Greg said, “You’ve cured the poisoning, eliminating it from Samrick’s body.”

Sarah smiled at Ned, and her hand lingered on his thigh. She gently rubbed it up and down and said, “I guess I paid you back for your cape.”

“Ugh,” Ned grunted, his face contorted, and his eyes lost focus. Sarah removed her hand, and Ned’s legs slammed together, and he hunched over the table, panting. Sarah gave Lester a knowing look, and they both seemed amused.

“Everything okay there, bud?” Dan crossed his arms and looked at Ned. He couldn’t have just cum in his pants, could he?

“Fine,” Ned said breathlessly, “Just need a second.”

The group of men sat slack-jawed as Sarah sat back up and pushed her chest out. She looked down at her character sheet. Finally, Greg mustered up the courage to speak: “The arrows stopped raining down on your group, and Ned is healed. But it’s still growing colder. You’ll need to find the orb soon. All of you have some kind of cold damage protection except for you, Sarah. Cold damage increases because you have no clothes on and are still naked.”

“Silly me,” Sarah said, looking each man in the eye, “I keep forgetting I’m naked. Nothing between your eyes and my cold, naked skin….but I bet you haven’t forgotten.” Her eyes stopped on Eugene.

“You should join me in my fiery aura. I’ll keep you warm,” Eugene was staring desperately at Sarah. His eyes were flicking up between her face and the inviting crease where her cleavage began.

“Hmmm, that sounds tempting. How exactly would you keep me warm?” Sarah stared at him, “How would you keep my naked body hot?”

“I can think of a few ideas,” Eugene grinned, believing he was successfully seducing Sarah. As he rode the ego boost of flirting with a beautiful younger woman, he did not see her next move coming.

“Tempting, but what’s this?” Sarah said, pointing at her character sheet. “It says my cleric has the spell ‘teleportation circle.’”

“It lets you teleport anywhere. Somewhere in the manor or somewhere else in the world. It has a prolonged recharge time.” Greg said, clearly flustered at the direction Sarah was taking his game.

“And remember, the teleport spell is only temporary; it will transport you back here when it wears off!” Lester grimaced at Greg. Dan wondered whether Greg was beginning to understand Lester’s plan.

“Hmmmm, that sounds good. I’m going to use that,” Sarah said, rolling the dice without bothering to look at the results. I need to warm up, so I’m casting a spell to teleport back to my bedchambers. Can I bring the entire adventure party with me?”

Greg stuttered and said, “You’re only a 4th-level cleric. I think the circle is just big enough for two.”

Sarah stood and began walking around the table. Her hands lightly touched Ned’s shoulders, who shuddered at her touch, “But which of my brave party members will join me?” Her fingers traced a line across Greg’s back before moving onto Eugene’s.

“I’ll join you,” Eugene said, eagerly looking at Sarah as her nails grazed the back of his neck.

“Mhmmm, I don’t think that’s how it works. You have to roll for it. The highest roll gets to join me and warm me up.” Sarah said, her hands reaching Lester and toying with his fat shoulders. When she arrived, Dan, she winked at him and said, “Except you, I guess. You don't get to roll since you’re dead and all.”

Eugene eagerly picked up the dice and rolled a 15. He clasped his hands and excitedly looked at Sarah, who was still circling the table. Ned reached out and grabbed the dice. Sarah walked slide up next to him, pressing her body against him, “Do you need me to blow you?”

“Wha-what?” Ned’s voice broke like a thirteen-year-old boy going through puberty.

Sarah leaned down close to him and whispered, “Do you want me to blow on your dice for good luck?”

Ned didn’t respond but held his hands up to her mouth, where Sarah gently blew on the dice. A shiver ran through Ned’s body, and he threw the dice onto the table. They came up a nine.

“Shame,” Sarah said as she stood up and moved behind him. Her fingers lingered on his shoulders, “I really wanted to pay you back properly, over and over again, for lending me your robe.”

“Well, you can pay me back for letting you into my fiery aura,” Eugene said hungrily, “We need to get your naked body out of this manor and into your bedroom.”

“But how should I repay you for letting me in your fiery aura?” Sarah whispered into Eugene’s ear. “Hmmmm,” she breathed down his neck, and Dan saw the old man stiffen. “I suppose I would have to let you into my teleportation circle then,” she said, letting the implication of intimacy linger in the old man’s mind and pants.

“Not so fast,” Lester said, leaning forward and grabbing the dice. I still have to roll.”

“Don’t bother,” Eugene jeered, “It’s clear your cleric girlfriend has a thing for warlocks. I don’t think she’ll be warming your bed tonight.”

“He might be right, Lester,” Sarah said, biting her lip, “I might be going home with the warlock and playing with his staff tonight. Shadowweaver could help me learn to cast my own fire.”

Lester threw the dice, and they rolled across the table and stopped with the 20 side facing up. “It looks like I’m joining you in the teleportation circle,” Lester said, smiling.

“That’s too bad,” Sarah said, stepping up next to Lester, “Who knows what kind of magic we could have created, Eugene.” As Lester pushed his seat back from the table, Sarah straddled his lap, her breasts directly in his face. She pulled him to her chest, “Now I’ll beam us up,” she said in an overly dramatic tone.

The fat man’s hands mauled her supple ass, luxuriating in Sarah’s display of affection. Around the table, the men weren’t sure where to keep their eyes, on Sarah’s amazing behind or where she was joined to Lester, sucking on his tongue. Dan felt lightheaded observing his wife atop the fat man, watching her kiss him again in front of the D&D party, her enthusiastic grinding only slightly exaggerated for effect. It dawned on him that he could tell the difference because he’d seen it so often.

After a few moments of gloating, Lester pulled Sarah off of him, stood up, and led her around the table. As they passed her husband, Sarah’s hand lingered on Dan’s shoulder and gently squeezed it.

It was then that Sarah said, “Oh, did I break another rule? When my clothes were burnt, was I supposed to role-play in real life, too? Was I actually supposed to get naked?” As she walked away from the table, she split off from Lester toward the hallway. She grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her toned back. “Sorry for breaking the rules. I’ll get to my shorts in a second.”

The three men’s heads all spun and watched Sarah’s bra-clad chest jiggle as she walked away. Their jaws hung open, and their eyes bulged out of their heads as they stared at Dan’s wife. None of them had likely ever been so close to a woman as beautiful as Sarah, and now here she stood, right in front of them, wearing only her booty shorts.

With one last look over her shoulder, Sarah winked at the group of speechless men as Lester led her down the hallway to his bedroom, “My boys, my boyfriend needs me.”

Dan noted the distinct lack of the ‘Chicago boyfriend’ that they usually played with. That was all part of this weird role play, right?

“What the fuck just happened,” Eugene said breathlessly. He sat there stunned, staring down the hallway Sarah had disappeared into. “You don’t really think that’s his girlfriend, right? This must be some kind of joke.”

Greg focused on the sheets of paper before him, “I don’t know, but I guess the game is over for this week.”

Ned quickly stood up, cupped his crotch, turned away from the group, and made a beeline down the hallway. The word “bathroom” came out of his mouth shortly before he disappeared.

“Looks like Ned over there has a mess to clean up,” Dan scoffed with his arms crossed. He was relieved that the game was finally over, but his mind was drawn to the closed door at the end of the hallway. He and Sarah had agreed to do this together. Lester was on board with letting Dan be present, but now he and Sarah were behind a closed door while Dan was stuck with these nerds. He couldn’t just get up and –

The peephole. He had covered it with duct tape, but he could still watch Lester with Sarah. He just needed to find a way to get the nerds out of the apartment.

“Is she really his girlfriend? She's not a hooker?” Eugene had finally broken his stare down the hallway and was now looking at Dan. Dan could say she was a hooker to embarrass Lester but he’d feel like shit doing that. He wanted to keep Sarah’s honor intact. Even though they were playing this fucked up roleplaying game, Sarah was still his wife, and no one was going to talk about her like that.

Dan shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to verbally say the word ‘girlfriend,’ “This isn’t her first time at the apartment. And no, she isn’t a hooker. That I know for sure.”

“Jesus,” Eugene muttered. He looked back and forth between Dan and Greg, “Do you think… do you think if Lester hadn’t rolled higher that…uh…you know…it would be me and her in there right now?”

“Some guys are into that,” Greg continued to pack up pieces of the game. I don’t really know about Lester.” The dungeon master seemed all business, not comfortable discussing the details of what they’d all just witnessed.

Dan felt his face grow flush as the two guys discussed the fantasy of his wife sharing. It was not something he wanted to be revealed about himself. “What do you think, Dan?” Eugene looked at him. You kind of know her. Do you think she would have?”

Dan had no idea what Sarah would have done if any of the guys besides Lester rolled a higher number. Part of him was excited at the prospect of seeing that play out, seeing what his wife would do in that situation. How sexily she could manipulate these guys was a turn-on for him. Still, his mind drifted to the bedroom at the end of the hall.

***

As Lester shut and locked the door behind them, Sarah felt anxious. It wasn’t that same anxiety she’d felt so many months ago when Dan made her come in here to fetch Lester to watch them. It was a more excited anguish about what was going to happen next.

His room looked messier than Sarah was accustomed to. Earlier, she had been so focused on Lester’s instructions and the outfit he had for her to wear that she hadn’t taken it all in. She was surprised that it didn’t bother her. She liked to keep her house immaculate. Seeing his mess just sort of made sense. It was somehow like an extension of Lester. Still leaning into her roleplaying, she said, “Hmmm, I guess I made a mistake. This isn’t my bedchamber at all. It looks like your barbarian lair.”

Lester just smirked, “You have no idea.”

“How did I do?” Sarah said as Lester walked over and leaned against the bed, “Did I turn the screws on them enough like you wanted?” Sarah held her hands together, hoping she’d succeeded.

“Better,” Lester smiled wickedly, “Those guys won’t sleep for a week. They’ll be dreaming of you.”

‘Aww,” Sarah smiled and looked around Lester’s room. It had been a while since she had been in here, and she noticed a dramatic change. The clean, tidy room was gone. It reminded her of the first time she’d walked in here when she was taking those sexy pictures for Dan. There were discarded clothes on the floor alongside takeout containers at different levels of emptiness. A few empty Cheeto bags sat on his desk. She could see a sheen of dust littering most surfaces.

More than anything, the room smelled like Lester. She couldn’t help but find the smell arousing. It was like her brain associated it with sex. Lester watched as she went from simply standing in the room to posing, her ass and breasts slightly more prominent than a moment earlier.

“And they’ll probably be jerking off to their mental image of you, too,” Lester smirked, feasting his eyes on her.

“And you’ve ruined it,” Sarah said, walking towards Lester. She didn’t tiptoe around the mess on the floor. She walked through the old clothes and refuse, “You’re just lucky you rolled that 20. Otherwise, your friend would be here in your place.”

Lester crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at her. "He's not my friend. You wouldn’t have brought him in here anyway.”

“Are you sure about that?” Sarah said in a low voice as she stepped closer to Lester. She stopped a foot away from him, staring at him defiantly. “Are you so sure I wouldn’t have brought him here, into your room and fucked him? I’m sure Dan wouldn’t mind watching that. I don’t think you understand that I hold all the power here.” Her hand made a fist, and she held it to her chest as she plainly stated this to Lester.

Lester quickly grabbed Sarah’s hips and pulled her to him, her crotch pressing against his. “Let’s not beat around the bush. It isn’t about Dan’s fantasy anymore. This isn’t about some random person.”

“Oh?” Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow. Lester’s hot breath was on her face. “What’s it about, then?”

“It’s about you and me,” Lester licked his lips as he stared into her eyes. “It’s about the way we fuck. The way you crave it and can’t get enough. Say whatever else you want, but that’s all it comes down to.”

Lester held her hips tightly and mashed his cock into her waist. Sarah could feel his growing hardened cock pressing against her, “Is that so? Do you really think you have that kind of hold on –mhmmmmm.”

Lester mashed his lips against Sarah’s. Her knees grew weak, and she felt her body fall against his. Her breasts pushed up against his flabby chest as his arms encircled her. Lester’s tongue parted her lips and thrust into her mouth.

Sarah moaned around his invading tongue. Her own flicked out and ran against the underside of his. Sarah was surprised to notice that her arms were already around his neck, pulling his head down towards her. Lester slowly withdrew his tongue from her mouth. Sarah pushed hers forward, desperate to find more of him. Lester continued to pull back and whispered, “Tell me you don’t love the way we fuck.”

Sarah smiled as Lester started to kiss and lick her exposed neck, “You fuck me good Lester.” Sarah shuddered as she felt his cock growing against her pussy. When she saw he wanted more from her, she continued, “I love the way you fuck me.”

“I knew it,” Lester grunted, pushing himself against her harder. Sarah moaned, feeling his probing cock pulsing against her, “How about the way we make love?”

“We’ve only done, ah, that once,” Sarah said, closing her eyes. She was getting lost in the feeling of Lester’s large body against hers.

“But you loved it,” Lester whispered in her ear, “You know how I know?”

“Mhmm, how?” Sarah moaned as Lester’s lips started to work their way down her chest.

“Because of the way you dug your nails into me. How your legs held me tight and wouldn’t let me go. How your pussy gripped my cock and milked it. How you let me cum into you unprotected, taking me fully into you.” Lester’s hands found her shoulders and drifted lower to her supple breasts.“Because you gave yourself to me completely.”

Sarah’s body shuddered at the revelation. She didn’t want to admit to herself how much she enjoyed that night. Lester was right. Her body had responded to him. She hadn’t wanted to let him go, even though he hadn’t worn a condom. She had wanted his cum that night, but she wasn’t ready to admit it to herself, let alone Lester. She didn’t know what he was driving at now but needed to shift things before she admitted something she shouldn’t.

Letting go of his neck, Sarah placed her hands on his chest and pushed Lester down onto the bed. Lester flopped back with a look of surprise on his face, caught off guard by her assertiveness. Sarah stared at him hard, her eyes running across his disgusting body, perplexed at why he turned her on so much.

Sarah lowered her shorts and stepped out of them without saying a word. Then she stepped forward, knelt on the bed, and crawled up Lester’s body, “You want to make your little D&D group jealous? Do you want to make Eugene know how much of a man you are? No more talk about making love, show them how well Lester can fuck. Make me moan your name. Let them listen to you fuck me.”

Sarah’s crotch found Lester’s hard cock through his sweatpants and ground against it, “Mhmmmm, what the fuck are your pants still doing on?”

Lester quickly tugged at the band of his sweatpants, trying to pull them down. Sarah’s thighs had his hips pinned to the mattress. He couldn’t get a firm grip to pull them down. She reached her hands down and grabbed his, quickly pulling them off her and pinning them above his head against the mattress.

“No,” She stared into his beady eyes, “That’s my cock. You understand? I’ll do what I want with it. You don’t touch it. Got it?”

Lester slowly nodded as Sarah eased herself off his hips, “That includes other women. No more Lizzie. No one else.” Sarah tugged at Lester’s sweatpants, pulling them and his boxers clean off quickly.

“Ughhh, you want me to be exclusive?” Lester said, pumping his hips into the air as Sarah took off her panties and straddled him again. “What do I get out of this?”

Sarah held the shaft of Lester’s cock against her spread pussy lips, feeling the throbbing of his cock against her clit. She closed her eyes, reveling in the feeling. Eventually, she opened them and stared at Lester.

“Isn’t it obvious? You get all of this. A sexy, devoted, married wife as his very own Chicago girlfriend,” She took his hands and placed them on her breasts. Lester squeezed them firmly, eliciting a soft moan from Sarah. Lester gritted his teeth, “Not fair. You still give Dan attention. And now he even comes on our dates with us. I want you all to myself.”

“Well, he is my husband, Lester,” Sarah teased, “Besides, you’re getting me alone right now, aren’t you?

Sarah held Lester’s shaft with one hand while the other gently teased the head of his cock. She ran her thumb over the precum that had begun to leak out of it. Sarah brought her thumb to her mouth and licked it, tasting Lester’s cum, “Mhmmmmm.” Then quietly, she said, “You’re delicious, you know?”

“Hmm. We both know Dan’s going to be at that peephole in a minute, watching us,” Lester thrust his hips up, pushing his shaft against Sarah’s clit. She bit her lip and let out a long groan, “It isn’t the same. I want you alone again.”

“Mhmmm, ah, we can’t, Lester,” Sarah dropped her hands to Lester’s flabby belly and ground her hips down onto Lester, rubbing herself against his shaft. “We just…just….uh…ah..just made that deal.”

“Then we’ll break it,” Lester’s fat hands gripped her waist as he pushed his hips up high off the bed. He shifted his weight and slid his cock down until it was lined up with her soaking wet entrance. Sarah could see his face turning red at the exertion. As he lowered his hips, his cock started to part the entrance to Sarah’s pussy.

“Oh fuck,” Sarah grunted as she felt herself being stretched around the head of Lester’s cock. She bit her lips and braced herself against Lester’s mass, “Ahh uhhhhh.”

Lester pulled her down further onto his cock. “We’ll find a way to get together alone so we can really let loose. I want to fuck you in your office at work.”

“Ah, fuck. No, we, we can’t. Can’t,” Sarah was having trouble regulating her breathing as Lester’s cock pushed into her. It had been weeks since he’d fucked her in a parking garage. It was too long not to have his perfect cock inside her.

“Can,” Lester slammed her waist down onto his cock, pushing himself fully inside of her. Sarah screamed, “AH FUCK LESTER.”

***

Ned had just finished cleaning up the mess in his pants. He’d used toilet paper to clean up as much of it as possible, praying it wouldn’t run through and make a visible stain on his pants. He looked at his crotch in the mirror of Lester’s bathroom. It looked fine. No one would know what had happened when Sarah touched his leg.

He’d never felt anything like it. He couldn’t wait to get home and think about that moment. He’d share it with his Fleshlight. He finished cleaning his hands and thought about Sarah and her blonde hair. She reminded him of the old Ms. Marvel, not the new Disney diversity Ms. Marvel but the old sexy Carol Danvers before she became Captain Marvel. Sarah was sexy, just like her. Or maybe even Sue Storm from the Fantastic Four. Sarah had the confidence of both women, but neither seemed as playful and sexy as Sarah.

Ned shut the bathroom door behind him and headed back towards the others. Sarah was sexy and confident, like Mary-Jane, Spider-Man’s wife. Well, ‘wife’ before they did a soft reboot of the Spider-Man line. One thing Ned always hated about Marvel was their resets to the new status quo. Still, those big issues were collectibles. He would have to check this month’s valuations when he got home to see if any in his collection were going for –

“AH FUCK LESTER,” The words rang in his ears. Ned stopped in his tracks, slowly turning to look at Lester’s closed door. Maybe he just imagined it.

“Uh. Mhmmmmm. God, fuck.” A woman’s voice moaned again. Ned felt short of breath and wished he hadn’t left his inhaler in his backpack. Instead of returning to the living room to get it, he walked towards Lester’s door. He leaned in and pressed his ear against the wood. He could hear grunting and ruffling sounds and soft feminine moans.

Was that really Sarah? Was she really fucking someone like Lester? If Lester landed someone like her, did Ned have a shot? He quickly returned to the Lester’s living room.

Lester’s roommate, Dan, had an annoyed look on his face and was sitting in a chair by the TV. Eugene was on the couch scrolling through Lester’s Netflix account. Greg was beside him with his bag on his lap, all packed up and ready to go. No one turned their heads when Ned walked back into the room.

“Uh, guys,” Ned said with a shaky voice, “You’ve got to hear this.”

“What?” Eugene said, looking at Ned annoyed.

“Listen!” Ned hissed. Eugene reluctantly muted the TV. All four men sat there in silence until Sarah’s soft moans started emanating from the hallway. Ned, Eugene, and Greg all traded glances. Dan seemed disinterested and kept his attention on his phone. Eugene stood up and walked past Ned, listening to Sarah moan Lester’s name.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Ned heard Eugene mutter. Ned looked at Greg, urging him to stand up, but Greg sat there and seemed to grip his backpack more tightly.

“What do we do?” Ned hissed to Eugene.

“I don’t fucking know,” Eugene spat at Ned, causing him to flinch back. Ned walked away from him to the couch, where he sat down. Eugene lingered by the entrance to the hallway.

“You guys plan on sticking around?” Dan said, looking up from his phone. I think the game’s over. There's no telling how long they are going to be.”

“What time’s your curfew, Greg?” Ned asked.

“Midnight,” Greg said, staring at the coffee table. Ned didn’t want to leave yet. No way. Not when he might be able to catch another look at Sarah. What if she came out in the middle of the night and wanted more attention? Ned could be here for that.

“We’re staying,” Eugene sat back down on the couch, “At least until Greg has to go.”

“I want to go now,” Greg muttered. Eugene glanced at him with a furrowed brow, “Well, I’m your ride, and I’m not going anywhere.”

“Well, guys,” Dan said, standing up. “It’s been great. Thanks for letting me play, but I’m going to bed.”

Ned watched with a slack jaw as Dan walked down the hallway towards the sounds of Sarah and Lester’s coupling. Ned closed his eyes, trying to feign sleep, but wanted to picture Sarah’s face with the noises she was making.

He cracked one eye open as he heard a noise in the room. Eugene was standing up, looking down the hallway after Dan. Ned saw Eugene begin to follow him.

“Where…where you are going, Eugene?” Ned stammered.

“Something’s up,” Eugene muttered, still staring down the hallway, “And I’m gonna find out what.”

Ned watched the older man disappear out of view as he left the living room. Ned’s mind was racing, wondering what Eugene thought was happening. He wanted to follow his friend, but he felt paralyzed, not wanting to leave his seat. He already felt embarrassed at having cum all over himself in front of everyone.

***

Dan slid into his room and quickly went over to the peephole on the wall. He peeled off the duct tape, closed one eye, and peered through it. The first thing he saw was a blob of pale white skin. Lester’s fat body was lying across the bed. Sarah’s tanned, toned legs were straddling Lester’s waist as she rode his cock.

Dan gulped and felt his heart race increasing. The word ‘pineapple’ danced in his head, but he kept his lips firmly shut. He was transfixed by Sarah’s hip movements, which were grinding on top of Lester.

“I think your husband is watching,” Lester whispered low to Sarah. He silently cursed Dan for interrupting his interrogation of Sarah. She was close to bending to his demands. He would have to press her again, “Let’s put on a good show.”

Sarah’s body quickened its pace. The idea of being watched just turned her on. She thought about Dan's hungry look on his face and the way he stood as he stared through the peephole. Would he be stroking his cock, already watching them? How long would he last? Were the others still here? Could they hear her?

Sarah bit her lip and stared at the peephole, wanting Dan to know she loved that he was watching them. She could feel the tempo of Lester’s heartbeat through the vein on his cock as it throbbed inside of her. Sarah couldn’t deny that she loved feeling his cock inside of her. She hadn’t even given a condom a second thought this time. She just needed Lester inside of her.

Ah fuck. Mhmmmm. God,” Sarah grunted as she rolled her hips around on Lester’s cock. “You feel so fucking good.”

Dan could feel his cock starting to tent in his pants. He leaned against the wall, with his arm over the peephole, his forehead resting against his forearm. Dan stared hard, watching his wife ride Lester, the way her bare chest was still heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath. She didn’t want to stop. Dan wondered how long before she had her first orgasm of the night.

“Whatcha doing?” A voice hissed from the doorway. Dan snapped his head to the side to see Eugene and his dirty old beard staring at him. Dan felt like a deer in the headlights, not knowing how to react. He had gotten caught with his secret fetish and didn’t have a response planned. Dan hadn’t closed the door, not entirely. He tried to slip into the room quietly to observe his wife, not wanting to alert the couple to his presence. It looked like that shitty door with its messed up lock had cost him.

“Watching,” Dan finally croaked out softly, wanting nothing more than to turn his head back to the peephole. Eugene stepped into Dan’s bedroom and said, “Let me see.”

This strange older man was in his bedroom, where Sarah would sleep and get dressed. It felt like such an invasion of privacy. Dan remembered how Sarah toyed with this guy before, leading him on. Making him think he might have a chance. She wouldn’t ever give the likes of him a chance. No way. But the idea of it. Seeing her toy with him. The possibility. That turned him on. Lester didn’t get along with this guy either. He hated him from the vibes Dan could pick up. If Dan let him watch, it almost felt like he would be getting one up on Lester, choosing to let this guy see something that Lester thought was his.

Dan realized he had stepped back from the peephole, allowing Eugene to shuffle in front of him and take his place.

“My god,” Eugene muttered under his breath at the sight of Sarah’s toned body riding Lester.

“Ah fuck Lester,” Sarah’s nails were digging into Lester’s stomach as she gripped him, “You feel so fucking big inside of me.”

“Squeeze me, Sarah, ah,” Lester grunted, pushing his cock into Sarah, “Yeah, just like that. Squeeze Daddy.”

Sarah felt a pang of electricity run across her skin at Lester’s words—goosebumps formed on her back. Every time Lester tried to use that word, ‘daddy,’ it made her feel strange. She thought about the word over and over in her head as she rode Lester’s cock. She couldn’t say it. Wouldn’t say it, especially with Dan listening at the peephole.

Her body responded anyway. Lester had her ass in his hands, moving with her as she rode him, catching her and slamming her down on his massive cock. She felt an orgasm rapidly forming, ready to drop down and crush her, “Fuck don’t stop, uh, uh, stop Lester.”

“I’m not stopping until you cum all over my cock,” Lester grunted. He put his hands behind his head and watched the beautiful mother ride cock. The buttery walls of her pussy pulled at his cock deliciously. It was amazing how well his plan was serving him. The more he fucked her, the more he took his pleasure in doing so, the more she wanted him to do it again. He smirked, watching her beautiful face contort in pleasure. She was increasing her tempo, likely about to cum any second now.

“Jeeesuss,” Eugene muttered as his hand disappeared into his pants, and he stroked his cock. Dan stood there perplexed about why he had moved over for this stranger and why he still felt paralyzed. He could push Eugene out of the room or tell him to fuck off. But part of him knew the truth, that he was getting off on letting a guy like Eugene watch Sarah just like he had gotten off on letting Lester watch them on the couch.

“Fuck right there, agh right therrrreeeeeee,” Sarah’s pussy clenched down hard on Lester’s cock as she felt herself begin to cum. Her body tensed, and she held her breath as pleasure radiated out from her sex and seemed to light every nerve in her body on fire. She felt complete at that moment, with Lester’s cock buried deep inside of her. Just then, Lester flexed his cock inside her, and she felt a new level of bliss explode inside her. “Oh, OH, OOOHH, OH FUCK, LESTER, HOLY SHIII…” The quivering wife jumped off of Lester, shaking in the middle of the untidy room. She had a fearful look on her face, unprepared for the intensity of her orgasm after thinking she knew all of what Lester could do to her. She took a few breaths and looked at her overweight lover. He was grinning knowingly and patted his belly for her to get back on, his cock a solid spike standing in the air.

“Jesus, Lester. Nobody fucks me like you do.” Having recovered from her first orgasm, Sarah returned to the bed and straddled Lester, positioning his huge cockhead at her pussy lips. Once ready, she pushed herself down and allowed Lester’s entire length into her again, his girth making her eyes flutter with the intense sensation of stretching her open. Lester moved with her, ensuring that when their bodies met, he was deeply embedded. Sarah took her cue from Lester and laid upon him, their bodies mashed together as she slammed her midsection against the ugly man, repeatedly thrusting herself against him as she never had before.

The twinges of a second orgasm started to form in her outer extremities. She felt a tingling begin in her fingers and toes that worked its way to her core. Wherever she went when Lester made her cum was rapidly becoming her favorite place in Chicago.

“OH Lester, OHHhhhh, fuuuck. Don’t stop, don’t, don’t you fucking, uhhhh…l”

Before she knew it, she was in the throes of cumming again, this one not at all intense, feeling like a warm blanket of pleasant warmth and a tingling in her scalp.

“Ohhh Fuck,” Sarah groaned as she came down from her orgasm. She was still gently rocking her hips back and forth over Lester’s cock, nursing the residual feelings of her orgasm and trying to ignite yet another one.

Dan backed himself up against the other wall of his room as this strange older man seemed drooled at his peephole. Images flashed through Dan’s mind at what the old nerd could be witnessing. His eyes ran over Sarah’s naked body as she writhed under Lester. Dan felt himself beginning to hyperventilate. What would this guy do now that he’d seen Sarah? Would Sarah be pissed that Dan let this guy watch her without her knowing? These were things Dan could worry about later. He just wished he could see what Sarah was doing in Lester’s room.

His eyes glanced to the side at the picture of his family on his bedside table—Sarah and him standing there with their girls. Had Eugene seen that? Did he know that Sarah was actually his wife? What was he thinking, but more importantly, what was he seeing? It was a sight only Dan should see.

“Let’s switch it up,” Lester said, rolling his hips to the side, trying to dislodge himself from her. Sarah begrudgingly let him go and felt a pang of disappointment as his cock slid out of her, “Wha-what?”

“Come here,” Lester said, standing up. His meaty fingers closed around her wrist, and he dragged her off the bed and over to the set of drawers against the wall. He pulled her close and pushed her up against the drawers, facing away from him. Her thighs were pushed into the bureau, and Sarah placed her hands on the wall for support. She opened her eyes and saw that she was face to face with the peephole.

“One second,” She said to Lester, who was already trying to line himself up with her from behind. She gave the peephole her best fuck me eyes and slowly lowered one of the shoulder straps on her bra. Sarah licked her lips and pushed them together, blowing a kiss at the hole. Then, she let the other strap fall, dangling loosely beside her bicep. “Lester, can you please unstrap me?”

Lester did as he was told. Sarah felt the clasp of her bra open on her back. She held the front of the bra against her chest. “This could have been you tonight,” she said seductively into the peephole, “But you missed your chance. Now my barbarian Lester is going to fuck me all night long.”

Sarah let go of her bra, letting it drop to the floor. Her breasts proudly spilled out for Eugene’s eyes to feast on. Dan heard a sharp intake of breath from the older man. He wondered what was happening on the other side of the wall. The walls of his room felt like they were closing in again. He left the bedroom and headed for the kitchen. The other two guys on the couch were discussing some kind of anime. Dan ignored them and poured himself a glass of cold water. He quickly gulped down his drink and debated staying in the kitchen until it was finished or returning to the bedroom.

Sarah gazed into the peephole, trying to eye fuck Dan on the other side. Lester’s hands roamed up her body until each one grabbed a breast. He started roughly massaging them, rolling her nipples between his thumb and finger. Lester’s hips were pushing forward against her ass. She could feel his cock pressing between her thighs, getting reading to fuck her again.

“Fuck me,” Sarah stared into the hole, wanting both men to think she was talking to them, “Fuck me.”

Lester’s meaty hands left her breasts. One grabbed the base of his cock and lined it up with Sarah’s pussy. The other hand held her waist still. Sarah looked up at the hole, bracing her hands on either side.

“Oh fuck,” her mouth formed a perfect ‘O’ as she felt Lester’s cock slide back inside of her. Lester decided to fuck her slowly and methodically, wanting to savor every second with her. To draw out Dan’s agony on the other side of the wall. He pulled his cock out slowly before pushing it slowly back in fully.

“Mhmmmmmm fffuuck,” Sarah groaned while trying to keep her focus on the peephole. She wanted to give Dan a good show but was having difficulty concentrating, “Take it out for me, baby, stroke it.”

Eugene did as instructed and lowered his sweatpants to his thigh, and started to stroke his old cock.

“Look at me,” Sarah moaned as Lester was slowly pushing in and out of here, “Don’t stop looking at me. Stroke yourself for me. I want you to cum for me.”

Eugene started stroking his cock faster in Dan’s place at the peephole. Sarah was moaning just inches from him. Her beautiful eyes were staring right at him. Lester suddenly decided to pick up his pace. Sarah was slammed forward, her fingers arching out, trying to keep leverage. She was bent so far forward she was on tippy toes, her thighs pushing into the dresser. Sarah tried in vain to push herself back, to thrust back against Lester, but she couldn’t. Lester held onto her hips and pumped her relentlessly with his cock, pushing deep into the young mother.

One of Sarah’s hands dropped to the top of the dresser, crushing an empty bag of Cheetos, “Oh. God. Lester. Fuck.” Lester gritted his teeth and fucked Sarah as hard as he could. He wanted Dan to watch and see his wife cum on his cock again. Sarah felt the tops of the dresser pushing into her thighs. It was starting to hurt, but she didn’t want him to stop. Sarah’s hand slipped off the wall, causing her to lose her balance. Her breasts hit the dresser first, smooshing into wretched garbage Lester had forgotten there. Sarah’s hair was sprawled out among Lester’s discarded items. Sarah searched for something to grab onto, but Lester never let up. He just continued to pound into the young mother. The violent pummeling she was taking threatened to make her lose consciousness.

Lester grinned at the peephole, enjoying that he had successfully taken Sarah away from Dan’s view. Sweat was dripping off his brow onto Sarah’s ass cheeks that were slamming against his crotch. He couldn’t keep up this pace; he needed to switch positions.

With a firm grasp on her hips, Lester pulled her back from the wall. Sarah’s feet were able to touch the ground again. Sarah quickly pulled herself off Lester’s cock and spun around. She pushed herself up so that she could sit on the dresser. Her ass crushing whatever garbage that had been on it. Lester saw a fire in her eyes and knew he could only quench her desire.

Lester was standing there huffing and puffing after pounding the blonde beauty for five, almost ten minutes straight at his fastest pace. Sarah looked at him hungrily and spread her legs before him. “Put it in me.”

She didn’t need to ask him twice. Lester was quickly between her legs with his cock lined up with her waiting pussy. Sarah wrapped her legs around Lester's back as his cockhead began to push back into her, “Oh fuck. Fuck.”

Sarah pulled Lester’s body against hers as the rest of his cock slid into her. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, her mind concentrating on the feeling of Lester’s big cock inside of her. Her blonde hair covered the peephole, obscuring Eugene’s view of the beautiful young wife.

While Lester had meticulously measured the height of his bed to ensure he could fuck Sarah on it while standing up, he’d never done so with the dresser. Lester had his hands under her thighs and was standing up on his toes to get his cock fully into the young mother. The awkward angle proved to be quite powerful for Sarah. Lester’s cock was sliding up at an angle that made the cock head push against her g-spot.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and held her to him, feeling his cock sliding up and down, stimulating her. Sarah opened her eyes and ran her hands through Lester’s thinning hair as she felt another orgasm start to push its way to the forefront.

As Lester fucked Sarah, the dresser tilted slightly off the wall before slamming back into place. Each time he pulled his cock back, Sarah held on tighter, her ass firmly planted on the dresser causing it to shift with them. Over and over, the dresser slammed back into the wall. Neither Sarah nor Lester cared about the sounds they were making. Everything was miles away from their fucking.

Lester could feel his balls begin to tighten. After fucking her from behind in the parking garage last time, he wanted to cum with her on her back this time. Using all of his strength, Lester grabbed Sarah by her thighs and pulled up, lifting her off the dresser.

He wasn’t used to carrying any weight. On shaky legs, and spun them around and dropped Sarah onto the bed, his cock never leaving her pussy. Lester moved onto the bed with her and laid on top of her. Sarah’s legs closed around his hips, locking her ankles together and not letting him go. Her breasts mashed against his flabby chest as he dipped his head down and kissed her hard. Sarah pulled Lester harder into her as her tongue drove into his mouth, exploring and licking every inch of it.

Eugene was happy he could see again. He was slack-jawed, staring at his D&D frenemy fucking the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. As much as Eugene hated to admit it, there was no way she was a prostitute. He could clearly see the passion between them as they fucked on the bed. It seemed like something more to him. He wasn’t sure if it was love, but they had a magnetism. He felt like he was watching something that should be private—an outsider watching two people about to mate.

It didn’t stop him from furiously stroking himself, getting ready to cum. Consequences be damned. He leaned against the wall, trying to get as close as possible. He could hear Lester whispering something but couldn’t make it out. Why had Sarah forgotten all about him?

“You like getting fucked by me?” Lester whispered as he started to increase his tempo, his hips bucking against the young wife’s. Sarah’s hips were thrusting up to meet his unrelenting pace. She was so close to cumming again. She didn’t want to lose it.

“Uhhhh I love it. I love the way you fuck me, Lester,” Sarah grunted as her tongue licked the side of Lester’s face. Just needed to taste him. “I think about it all the time.”

“Ugh, uh, even at work?” Lester grunted, feeling his balls getting ready to explode.

“Yes,” Sarah whispered back through gritted teeth.

“I want to fuck you in your office,” Lester grabbed a handful of her ass and thrust into her. Sarah gasped as Lester continued to drive her crazy, “I want to fuck you right on your desk.”

“Ah FUCK LESTER,” Sarah screamed. It had always been a fantasy of hers to have sex at work. “DO IT. I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME.”

“Fuck Dan. You’re just going to be MINE,” Lester grunted as his balls began to tighten, “I’m going to fuck you in your office next time I’m in town, and there isn’t a damn thing anyone can do about it.”

“Oh fuck,” Sarah moaned, “Fucking do it. I can’t wait. I want you to fuck me everywhere!”

“Good girl,” Lester grunted as he started to jackhammer into Sarah. There was no going back now. He couldn’t stop himself. His biological impulses were in control, “I’m gonna cum Sarah. Who do you belong to? Whose pussy is this?”

“Ah fuck! FUCK!” Sarah screamed, her nails digging into Lester’s dirty sheets. An orgasm seemed to rip through her body. She felt her ankles go numb as blood rushed to her head, “It’s yours. All yours, Daddy. I’m yours.”

“FUCK,” Lester lurched forward and held his breath on the edge of cumming. His cockhead expanded and then exploded inside of Sarah, jetting thick ropes of sperm into the beautiful wife. Sarah moaned into his ear as she felt his hot cum spraying inside of her, pelting her inside with his illicit seed. Another orgasm seemed to rise and ripple throughout her body, reverberating each time Lester’s cum blasted the walls of her fertile womb.

“Aghh,” Eugene grunted as he came, cum splattering out against Dan’s wall. Eugene breathed hard, having just cum harder than he ever had. He closed one eye and looked back through the hole; one last glimpse of the goddess Lester was bedding. Stepping back from the wall, he looked down at the mess he had left there. Not wanting to get caught anywhere near the peephole, he stumbled out of the room and back towards the others.

Lester and Sarah kept fucking each other for several seconds, both of their hips not getting the message that they had both just cum. Slowly, their bodies came to rest, Lester still embedded inside Sarah. He rolled off of her onto his side, trying to catch his breath.

“Jesus,” Sarah muttered, breathing hard and covered in a sheen of sweat. You’re an animal, Lester.”

Lester just chuckled and basked in the afterglow of sex with Sarah. Knowing how willing she was to have sex with him was one thing. How comfortable she was becoming around him was another step in the right direction. He knew he had to play nice with Dan, at least for a bit, but he really did want to get Sarah alone to further his goals.

Sarah could feel her eyes getting heavy after the workout Lester had just given her. She could feel herself getting a little too comfortable in his bed. She knew she needed to get back to Dan. Wetness slid from between her legs. Sarah reached down and felt Lester’s load dripping out of her. With a heavy sigh, she sat up, “I’m gonna jump in the shower.”

“You coming back here after? Sleep here tonight.” Lester yawned, staring at Sarah’s naked back. He could feel himself growing harder, knowing Dan’s wife was beside him.

“I think I’m going to check in with my husband after, Lester.” Sarah stood up and moved around the room, trying to retrieve her clothing. It took her a couple of minutes, as her clothes blended into the mess on Lester’s floor.

He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him on the bed, “One more kiss before you go?”

Sarah bent over and pressed her lips against Lester’s. To her surprise, he didn’t stick his tongue in her mouth. He just let his lips linger on hers tenderly. Neither of them broke the kiss right away. Sarah was the one who pulled back as she felt more of Lester’s cum leaking out of her.

“Do one last thing for me before you go in the shower,” Lester said, looking up at her.

***

Sarah couldn’t help but smile as she tried to ease Lester’s door shut quietly. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the intense fulfillment Lester had just given her or the devious little request he just asked for. It felt good knowing she could make him finish so thoroughly and do little things for him.

The nerds' voices abruptly cut off further down the hallway. Clearly, she hadn’t been as quiet as she had hoped. How long had Dan ended up watching at the peephole? Did he watch the way Lester kissed her? Or that he asked her to spend the night in his bed?

The idea of sleeping in Lester’s room felt, well, complicated. She was exhausted, and knew that if she slept in there, Lester would try to go for another round at some point….

While she wasn’t opposed to that happening, she did feel somewhat guilty about leaving Dan with the nerds. She wanted to check in with him and ensure things were okay. She really had put him in kind of an awkward situation with the whole game thing. He hadn’t said ‘Pineapple’ during it, but then again, he was behind the peephole as well. She’d unwittingly put him in a position where he couldn’t say it to her.

Still trying to be quiet, she eased the door to Dan’s room open and stepped inside. Sarah caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror, and a wicked smile spread across her face. Those nerds weren’t ready for her—not by a mile.

Her eyes drifted to the rest of the room, becoming aware that Dan was no longer there. When did he leave, and did he enjoy what he saw? She looked at the peephole and noticed below it a creamy sticky substance spattered onto the wall.

I guess Dan did enjoy himself, Sarah thought. She must have put on one hell of a performance for her husband to just leave a mess like that on the wall. Sarah decided she may as well clean it up, since she was partially responsible for it. Dan was probably off recovering somewhere or grabbing a glass of water.

Sarah grabbed a handful of tissues, walked over, and knelt next to the wall. Being so close, she could smell how potent it was. She started wiping it up but then decided to take her manicured finger and scoop up a globe of Dan’s cum.

She licked her lips and raised an eyebrow as she felt the thick substance between her fingers. I really shouldn’t let all of this go to waste.

Maybe she was still horny from Lester’s fucking, or maybe she just wanted to taste her husband’s cum. She didn’t spend too much time thinking about it. Sarah stuck her cum covered finger into her mouth and sucked it clean. Her tongue rolled against her finger, ensuring she didn’t waste a drop of it.

More bitter than usual, Sarah withdrew her finger from her mouth and licked some remaining cum off her lips. Then she scooped up another glob of the thick, creamy substance and repeated the process.

Mhmmmmm, it tasted less bitter this time. Perhaps her taste buds just got used to its flavor. She moaned slightly,, closing her eyes, knowing how badly she was behaving. As she finished sucking off the remaining cum from her finger, she felt herself getting wet all over again.

Sarah cleaned up the rest of the mess with the tissues. Satisfied that she hadn’t missed anything, Sarah left the room to find her husband.

***

Dan was still standing in the kitchen, letting events unravel around him. No matter how hard he tried, Sarah's being with Lester was his kryptonite. He felt his willpower drain away, and he was a bystander watching a car crash, unable to do anything.

Maybe he should check his health insurance to see if it covered therapists, he probably needed to talk to someone about his, even if it was shameful. Dan gripped his glass of water tightly as he saw Eugene walk back into the living room. The guy looked like he had just seen a ghost.

“Are you okay?” Ned said, looking up from his discussion with Greg.

“Yeah..I…uh…uh,” Eugene started. He looked around at the apartment, perplexed. “That woman is something...”

“Yeah,” Ned agreed eagerly, looking at Greg for agreement. Dan had let a complete stranger take his place at the peephole and watch his wife. Knowing Sarah was being watched by someone like Eugene felt strange to Dan, but he let it happen anyway. Part of him told himself that Dan stepping away was a sign of strength, not needing to watch Sarah and Lester, not allowing himself to be pulled in again. But the other part of him wanted Sarah to be seen, wanted someone like Eugene to see her.

“Where have you been, anyway? Bathroom too?” Ned asked.

Before Eugene could respond, the sound of a door opening down the hallway caused all three of them to freeze in place. Dan could hear light footsteps coming from the direction of the bedrooms. Sarah must have left Lester’s room and gone into his. Then, her footsteps grew louder as she approached. All their heads turned towards the noise in anticipation of what would come.

Sarah stepped into the living room wearing nothing but her black silk robe. Dan had to do a double take because he hadn’t seen her wear it in a long time. The loose robe stopped midthigh, and Sarah had it loosely tied so that the side of her chest would occasionally be visible.

“Hi, boys,” Sarah smiled as she cast them a seductive look. Before they could respond, Sarah turned her head and continued walking towards the kitchen. Dan watched as all of the men’s eyes stayed glued to Sarah’s ass, watching her walk away.

Once out of view of the others, she winked at Dan, “How did you enjoy the show I put on for you?” Sarah poured herself a glass of water and took a long drink. Dan quickly realized she wasn’t talking about walking through the living room in a robe. She must have done something on the other side of the peephole, assuming it was him watching. His eyes dropped down to her thighs, noticing the fluids leaking out of his wife, reminding him she had yet to take a shower.

“It was amazing,” Dan lied. He still didn’t fully understand why he had moved aside for Eugene, but he didn’t want to admit it to Sarah, let alone himself. “You’re amazing,” he said.

“Oh, I know,” Sarah smiled and covertly ran her hand across his crotch. “I’m glad you liked the show. And don’t worry, I cleaned up that tasty mess you made in there.”

Sarah ran her tongue across her mouth and raised her eyebrows at Dan before turning around and walking back into the living room. Then, loud enough for all the men to hear, she said, “I’m going to take a shower.”

She began undoing the silk belt of her robe as she walked towards the hallway. The nerds’ eyes were glued to Sarah until she disappeared into the hallway, dropping her robe on the floor at the same time.

Ned leaped out of his chair and dashed towards the hallway. As he got to her discarded robe, he caught a glimpse of Sarah’s naked back as she went into the bathroom.

“Alright,” Dan said, finally finding his nerve again. He strolled across the living room to Ned, who had picked up Sarah’s robe and sniffed it. Dan grabbed the robe from his hands and looked at the men loitering around the living room. “Game night’s over. I think it’s time you all head out.”

Dan was surprised Lester hadn’t come out to see his guests off. But then again, Lester never really gave a shit about anything. He’d gotten what he’d wanted, which was to make a statement to the group by showing Sarah off.

“Yeah, okay, that makes sense,” Ned said as he collected his things. Greg already packed his bag and beelined to the door, looking extremely uncomfortable. Eugene stayed planted, standing in the middle of the living room, staring at the robe in Dan’s hands. His gaze shifted over Dan’s shoulder to the empty hallway.

“Okay,” Ned said, walking up to Dan and extending his hand. It was great meeting you, Dan.”

Dan looked down at the man’s hand and thought back to how he had cupped his crotch while running to the bathroom. “No offense, but I’ll wait until next time to shake your hand.”

Ned looked down at his hand, and his face turned scarlet, “Completely understand.” Then he turned and walked towards the door where Greg was waiting. “Eugene, you’re our ride, dude. Let’s go or Greg’s mom is gonna be pissed.”

“Right,” Eugene said, finally shifting his gaze from the hallway. “Let’s go.”

Dan watched the three men shut the door behind them. The living room was still in disarray, with crumbs left on the table and the folding chairs still set up. I’m not cleaning up this shit.

He held onto Sarah’s robe as he walked down the hallway. He debated heading into his room to wait for Sarah, but Lester might slide into the bathroom. But she probably had locked the door.

Dan tried the knob on the bathroom door. Turning it the entire way. She hadn’t even bothered to lock it. He remembered all the issues they had with locks in this apartment. Maybe she just doesn’t care anymore? That seemed like such a strange idea.

He opened the door and closed it behind him. “Hey,” he said, unsure what to say to his wife. “You put on quite the performance tonight.”

“Did you enjoy yourself? Well, I know you did for the second show. But what about the first one at the table with the game?” Sarah stuck her head out of the shower and was still wearing her fuck me eyes.

“You were something else. You had them eating out of the palm of your hand. I think you made that Ned guy cum in his pants,” Dan chuckled as he leaned against the counter, arms crossed.

“I do have that effect,” Sarah grinned, waiting for him to say something.

After he stopped watching, he wanted to ask about what happened in the room with Lester. Or ask if she really licked up the cum in the room, but he didn’t dare mention anything. He started to feel like he was keeping some fucked up secret from her now, and he was already in too deep. The best course of action was to keep moving forward and hope it didn’t get brought up again.

“Lester did ask me to spend the rest of the night in his room.” Sarah said, “I was planning to come back to your bedroom to help you relieve any built-up tension from tonight, but I see that you already did that.”

She was talking about the cum on the wall. He needed to zig away from that, but it would be tough get any relief out of her tonight without giving it up. He’d have to play the satisfied husband card and not try anything. “Well,” Dan said, “It’s hard not to relieve that tension when I’m watching you. Doesn’t matter, though, I still want you in bed with me tonight. Just to be close to you. You’re not going anywhere.”

“Okay,” Sarah smiled, “I’m all yours. Just give me a couple minutes and I’ll finish up. I’m just rinsing off.”

“Yeah, no problem,” Dan said, not moving.

“You don’t need to wait here, Dan,” Sarah said as she rinsed her skin in the water.

Dan could go back to his room and wait for her, but if Lester had already made a play at having Sarah again that night, he might try another one while she was still in the shower.

“It’s okay, I like to watch you,” Dan said, “You’re so fucking sexy.”

“Bad boy,” Sarah grinned and winked at him. Then she turned and continued to rinse off.

The white noise from the shower was therapeutic for Dan. He closed his eyes and replayed the night's events and possible ideas of how he could have changed things. The most egregious was not shutting the bedroom door and allowing Eugene to watch Sarah …and then not telling her what had actually happened.

Still, the way that Lester and Sarah were getting along bothered him. The way they seemed to gel together during the game earlier. Sure, she had been putting on a bit of an act. The same way she did for him when they’d roleplayed, but she was so committed to it. It was hard knowing what was real and what was pretend.

He couldn’t believe he had left Eugene watch. To allow someone else into his spot at the peephole. To watch his wife and her body. To see into this fucked up fantasy of theirs that was spiraling out of control. To roll the dice….Stupid D&D.

Dan decided on his next actions. He needed to take control of this fantasy and try to find a way to cut Lester out. At the very least find new ways to explore it without him. Otherwise he worried that for his wife, the fantasy would just warp and center around his roommate.