Claire stood there close to fainting, heart beating rapidly, hands clasped in front of her chest. Caught, the only time she ever did anything remotely...like this and she'd been caught. There goes the promotion along with the job and her marriage, all gone. She stood there trembling as she watched Ruth walk casually to the living room."Hey, hon, didn't start without me, did you?" No," she heard Fred reply, "wouldn't think of it."Confusion was now added to fear. Claire didn't have a clue as to. I don’t want to be unfaithful to my husband. Secondly, I wouldn’t want anyone to find out I had cheated on him. You, I know, would keep it a secret. I also know how you look at me. Am I wrong?”A voice from the door way spoke, “No honey, you’re not wrong. He’s wanted you for quite some time.” My wife had finished her shower and had heard most of the conversation. She was wrapped in just a towel.She slowly walked up to Alyson and began unbuttoning Alyson’s blouse. The towel had fallen away,. Vincent said. Stop joking Vincent. I said. That can never happen again. I dont know what happened to me. I was out of control. You belong to me and my boys from now on. You got that. Not a word to your hubby or your daughter Sandra. Not only did we all fuck you but we tapped it. We taped you begging to get fucked so dont think for a moment of reporting rape. Ill expect to see you at the Youth Club gym after school. Vincent said loudly over the phone. By the way no panties or bra. Wear one of. Then I went to the bathroom to wash the now dried cum off my face. It didn't take long and the door bell rang. This sent a huge rush through me. It was really happeing. I was going to get gangbanged. Men were here specifically to fuck me. I heard at least two voices, maybe three. They quickly went away as Mark lead them to his living room.I was frozen for a few seconds from the rush of emotions. Then I continued to wash off and it was time for the make up. It was amazing that Mark had picked up.