" I was thrusting into her tight little ass over and over. "Because Katie wants to teach you a lesson! And no I won't stop, until I am done." Wait,...Katie... she knows about it? She is making you do this to me?" she asked incredulously."Yes, she knows all about it. But don't worry, you aren't the only one that will be taught some sort of lesson today."As if on cue, we heard the door lock rattling. "Shit, it is Steph" Naomi panicked."Shhhh, I ordered as I grabbed her hips and began. "Hey, who's talking ages sleepy head?" I said with a smile.And without hesitating, she rolled over, pushed me on the bed, and straddled me."Whoah. Maddie, what are you doing?" I finally sputtered.She leaned down, pushing me on the bed, holding onto my arms, looked at me, and leaned in. "You. Smarty pants. I'm talking about you," Maddie said.I rolled her over and we started play wrestling in my bed. I know. Inappropriate as fuck, but she started teasing me, joking with me, and making wise. I was patiently waiting outside my wife's dressing room, just like the other husbands and boyfriends were doing. I could tell Stacey had taken her clothes off as I could see her step into the first suit to try on.You could tell she had it on and was looking in the mirror by the way her feet turned and twisted. Eventually she peeked out to get my opinion and as always I would tell her they look great before trying on another one.When she pulled the curtain shut she somehow managed to leave it. We were led down different corridors, through somebody's dining room and more corridors until we were left in a dimly lit room. Mr. Blue's voice boomed out of the darkness at us, "Now why don't I just drill y'all right here? Or call copper and throw you out to them? Of course I'll give you back your gats first, never let it be said that Mr. Blue is not good to his guests."This was not jake at all, I had to get him thinking. "Mr. Blue you are a twit." I heard a gasp from the darkness behind me.