I added, "I feel comfortable that I'm free to decide either way on the party with Al and company. Just give me a little more time."

She spoke with that sexy glint in her bedroom eyes, "Let's celebrate your second decision. Regardless of your last decision, next Sunday is my last day on the pill."

I suggested, "I'm ready for some fun now." We both headed for our bedroom, hand in hand up the stairs.

It was a hard decision. It was true that if she did the brothers, I thought I needed to watch whether I wanted to or not. I wanted to watch if it happened more for her safety than anything else. I guess I had some primeval fear that I would lose her to the all-night sex with guys that were probably bigger than me. I also knew that she was already looking forward to being thoroughly used one last time before she went off the pill. I didn't want to deny her what she clearly wanted even though I was uncomfortable with some of the possible outcomes.

When all else doesn't look good, punting is a possibility. I couldn't find an analogy to punting in this situation. In all fairness, I needed to give the love of my life a decision. I had put her off long enough. At least if I allowed her to do it, she would have a good time. She had always come back before. Well, actually she had come back to me on the one other time. I don't think she had strayed before the last Saturday night. That was why it was such a shock to me. Maybe I was having a hard time because I wasn't completely over the shock. I sat her down at the dinner table after another nice dinner.

I inquired, "Sweetheart can you tell me what went into your decisions last Saturday night?"

She replied, "You still haven't made up your mind, have you? It's okay, I'll be happy to share that with you. I was already horny when we were at the club before I saw Big Al or his friends. I didn't think I ever actually decided to screw them at the club. It was like I told you before, I was feeling unusually horny since it was near my ovulation time. I drank enough to lose some of my inhibitions. I saw some good-looking black dudes. When Big Al asked me to dance, I thought that it might be fun to feel some body contact with this big fellow. I liked the sound of his voice and he smelled good while we danced. I was already wet with desire, but I think I was still in control. Then he made that move that I had never seen before. He lifted me in air and slid me down against his body. It rubbed my pussy and my boobs against his body. When my face reached his, he kissed me. I think that's when I lost all semblance of control. I was so hot he could have stripped me and done me doggy style on the floor with everybody in the club watching, a real floor show. At least he didn't do that. Instead, he held me off the floor, slid my panties to the side and slowly slid that huge love organ into my body. God, did it ever feel good. Even with all my clothes still on, I was in pussy heaven and I only wanted more. I don't believe I have ever had such a sexual high. I came over and over and over again. Kissing him came with the territory. I was quickly moving from one peak to another. He finally exploded into me. I think some of the nearby people knew what we had been doing, but at least most didn't. The truth was I didn't care. I'm not even sure that is true. If I had known people were watching, I would have been even more excited. After that it was easy for the guys to double penetrate me. I was so high I wasn't even worried about them hurting my ass."

I suggested, "So, after Al did you, everything was already decided, including the gangbang at Al's place?"

She replied, "Pretty much. After that, I was pretty much a sexual being at the purely animal level."

I inquired, "And you want to feel that way again?"

She smiled, "I can't help it, Wilson. It won't be exactly the same, because my hormones won't be at such a high level, but I do want to do it again; one more time before you knock me up."

I told her what she wanted to hear, "Okay, sweetheart, you can tell Al that the party at his place is on. You really know how to push my buttons, don't you?"

She responded, "I know you love me and you wouldn't let me do this if you didn't love me. But Wilson, I love you, too! I'd do almost anything you asked if it made you happy."

All I could think of to say was, "I love you, too, sweets!"

Saturday night we went to a club and had a few drinks. As usual a couple of guys tried to come on to Jennie, but she shot them down.

We walked up the steps to Al's apartment just before ten, a few minutes earlier than planned. Jennie had been impatiently waiting for the appointed hour and was almost bouncing up and down with excitement. My excitement level was a whole lot lower.

Al greeted us with a big smile when he stepped back to allow us entry, I noticed seven black faces instead of the expected five plus there was a Hispanic guy. Al introduced the two new black guys as his friends, Alphonse and Davy. They were comparable in stature to Al's other friends. He introduced the Hispanic looking guy as Ignacio, a business associate.

Al graciously provided me with a beer and Jennie with a white wine. All the black guys had beers. Ignacio had a bottle of tequila from which he was filling shot glasses for himself and others with the emphasis on himself. He quickly poured Jennie a shot which she quickly downed. He poured her a second shot and asked me if I would like one. I said sure, figuring that I could drink one and still have my wits about me. I don't think Jennie cared one way or the other.

Al said, "Jennie, are you ready to get started."

Jennie was wearing the outfit that she had purchased in anticipation of doing a strip tease at the earlier party that we didn't attend. It was a matching skirt and midriff-baring bodice, red with black lace trim. The skirt was just about long enough to cover her buttocks which were not covered by her black thong. He only other garment besides low heel sandals was a demi-bra, red with black lace matching her outer garments.

I opened my big mouth and suggested, "Since Jennie has a nice outfit on, why don't you put on some good dance music, Al, and she can do a strip tease for you guys."

I knew she had worked up a routine for the party and this was my way of an apology for not letting her perform at the earlier stag party.

She smiled and blew me a kiss and Al put some music on with a good rhythm for stripping. She was in her element. She had the clothes; she had the body; she had the rhythm; and she had the excitement. I told Al to keep the music going, this would likely take several songs for her to complete her routine.

I think Jennie was so eager to get naked that she shortened the routine a little bit but those of us who could demonstrate white knuckles were white knuckling it before she finished. I think all of the black guys were in the same state, you just couldn't tell by the color of their knuckles. For the first couple of minutes, she just pranced around doing shimmies in front of different members of the audience then turning around and flipping that short skirt up showing lots of the skin on her buttocks not covered by her small thong.

During the second part of the first song, she began teasing with her bodice pretending to unbutton it or lift it, finally beginning to unbutton it button by button. Some of the guys started clapping in rhythm with the music. Finally, she had the bodice completely unbuttoned. For a while she held it the sides with her hand momentarily opening one, and then the other, occasionally both, exposing the part of her breast not covered by the demibra, which was at least half of her boob plus her fully taut nipples. Finally, when the song was almost ended, she relented, opened the bodice completely and let if fall to the floor. I told Al to be sure to queue up some more songs. I sat back down to enjoy the show. Al took a seat near his stereo.

I told Al that Jennie appeared to be going through her routine at twice the rehearsed speed for her dance but that he would still need two more songs for her complete performance. He started the next song immediately. I then told him she will do lap dances if you have an extra song or two.

As her audience resumed rhythmic clapping Jennie spent a minute or so playing and teasing with her skirt. Then she began slowly unzipping it. When it was fully unzipped, she continued holding it up pressing the waist-ends together. Then she pulled up the top of the skirt to the bottom of her demi-bra exposing her panties and the wet spot near her slit. As the song was coming near the half-way mark, she finally relented and let the skirt slide down her legs to the floor. The audience applauded her. I think Ignacio was the loudest in his excitement.

She now began teasing with her demibra. Although her nipples were fully exposed, most of the lower part of her breasts was still covered. She began pulling one demicup down but then replacing it and then pulling the other demicup down and replacing it. The room seemed to be warming up as she now had her audience at the hooting and hollering stage. The wet area of her panties appeared to be expanding as her dancing became more and more provocative. Finally, with less than a minute remaining she unhooked the demibra and still holding it in front of her boobs began giving her audience little peeks at her whole boobs, sometimes the left, sometimes the right, and sometimes both. Finally, as the song approached its end, she gave her breasts a little shimmy and let the demibra fall to the floor.

On the final song she spend the first few moments slowly shaking her 38G's at the guys, then she started playing with the waist strap of her thong. Then she started playing with the triangle covering her pussy and clitoris. For the next minute or so she played with pulling parts of her thong away from her body and then letting it string back. Then she started pulling away two parts at a time. As the song reached the half-way point, she pulled the thong down over her hips and then shook it the rest of the way to the floor.

The last half of the song she spent shimmying and doing bumps and grinds with her fantastic body nude except for her black high heels. As the next song began she sat down in Al's lap as he put one of his meaty hands on her pussy and the other began pinching one of her nipples.

She arched her back and leaning against his chest began kissing his neck and face. The other guys applauded as she lap rubbed her body against Al. He released her slit and boob long enough to slide his pants off. She guided his manhood into her love canal and began doing her best to drive Al crazy. She began thrusting her hips up and down as he manhandled her breasts. She massaged her nub with one hand and held his chin with the other as they tongued each other's mouths.

I don't think the other guys were going to all wait for their turn as several pulled their dicks out for some self-stimulation. I figured I would get a turn, but it would be quite a while and I would wait patiently for my number to come up. The combination of all the stimulation was driving Jennie wild as she came several times. Al just continued along almost ignoring her multiple climaxes. It would be a long night for Jennie. Big Al unloaded in her and she moved on to Alphonse. He lasted a little over ten minutes, almost as good as Big Al. Next came Jeff and then Ignacio. It was almost three hours later when my Jennie, still bright-eyed, straddled my lap and guided my Johnson into her well-used cunt. She had gotten a couple of breaks for beer and shots of Ignacio's tequila. When she and I finished, Al announced it was naptime.

Jennie and I were allowed to sleep together. She told me she loved me, cuddled up with her head against my shoulder and went to sleep. A few hours later Al was pulling her out of bed to start her second rotation. Afterward, we got to take another nap together before the third rotation. While she was finishing up the third rotation, Al started cooking breakfast which consisted of huge quantities of OJ, coffee, bacon, ham steaks, and pancakes. It tasted wonderful. After her fourth rotation, which I didn't participate in, she was allowed to dress and kiss everyone goodbye. It was almost four in the afternoon. I had to help her down the stairs and to our car. She slept all the way home totally satiated and totally exhausted.

When we got home, I had to help her up the stairs and to the bed. I helped her take her clothes off, gave her a shower, which in joined her in. We went to bed nude. She looked at me, asked if I was okay with everything. After I told her I was, she kissed me, said she loved me, and passed out. I had time to think about everything that had happened. Statistically, I think she must have had in the vicinity of two hundred orgasms while accepting thirty-five creampies in her cunt or her ass. It was hard to conceive of a libido that large. I didn't like it, but at this point, I was thinking of children above fidelity. I did feel like I had both her trust and respect, even though there was not a whisker of fidelity left.

We declined an invitation from Big Al for the following weekend because Jennie had already gone off the pill and neither of us wanted a not-husband as the father of our first child. The following weekend included 'O' day and we had high hopes that she would be carrying our first child after that. On the Wednesday ten days later, a visit to the OB/GYN's office confirmed the positive home pregnancy test.

We were both extremely happy as were our parents. Six or seven weeks later, a new issue developed. A pregnant Jennie was a horny Jennie. She wasn't ovulation horny, but still plenty horny. She would have been happy to have another party with Big Al and his pals. I was worried about the effect that it could have on our unborn child, particularly if it was a ten-guy, twenty-hour, bacchanalia, and I also didn't want a pregnant Jennie drinking. She suggested calling Big Al and seeing if he had a different solution. He suggested a Friday night get-together with two of his friends. It was to take place at a upscale hotel, and would be hosted by a friend of Al's named Herbert. He mentioned that Ignacio would be there also. I still wanted to go, because I wanted to protect both the mother and my unborn child.

When we arrived at the appointed eight o'clock, we were introduced to Herbert and his friend, Anson. When we explained the situation to Herbert, he apologized and told us that Al had told him not to worry about Anson joining out party. Al explained that he didn't think one more would matter. I wasn't happy about it, but since Jennie just wanted to 'get her groove on,' I kept my objections to myself.

The hotel 'room' turned out to be a luxurious suite. There was an outdoor 'sunning' area with outdoor tables chairs and chaise lounges. The interior had two large bedrooms with a large living area. There was also a kitchenette and a 'hot tub' room containing a large hot tub.

Herbert was a tall-medium-colored black man. He was slender, handsome, and around six-foot-four, taller than Big Al. Anson was a tall, good-looking fellow, too, dark like Al, but not in Herbert's class. Herbert suggested we sit down and get to know each other.

We sat at the eight-place dining table. Al sat at one end while Herbert sat at the other end. Anson and Ignacio flanked Al while Jennie and I flanked Herbert with chairs between our two 'threesomes.'

Herbert served all of the guys a variety of alcoholic beverages, from bottled beer to whiskey neat. Jennie sipped at a soft drink.

Herbert was a businessman and apparently very successful, he explained that both Alvin and Anson were business associates. Then he made a revealing remark, "Jennie is the prettiest escort I have ever had."

I replied, a little put out, "Jennie is my wife and with my child, she's no one's escort."

Herbert showed some surprise with raised eyebrows, "Then Alvin is not sharing the fee?"

I was dumbfounded, "What fee? Jennie is here because she wants to play. That's all."

Herbert explained in a low voice, "I paid Alvin a thousand dollars for tonight, plus another five hundred to add Anson. I think Ignacio is paying also."

Jennie was as dumbfounded as I was, looking querulously back and forth between Big Al and Herbert.

I told Herbert, "This is a big surprise to both Jennie and me. Jennie came to play before she starts to show. I came along to protect her and our unborn child, just in case things get out of hand. I don't know what to say or do!"

Herbert said, "I don't think Alvin is big on refunds. Let's continue on for tonight. You and I should exchange phone numbers. I will help you keep Jennie and child safe. At the end of the evening, I will give you Jennie's tip. Other than that, let's carry on as though we hadn't had this discussion. Jennie will not have to do anything she doesn't want to do. Are you both on board with that?"

I replied, "I'm a little pissed at Al, but I'll try to keep a stiff upper lip and try not to tip over the apple cart."

I could tell that Jennie was pissed, too, but she said, "I'll follow your lead," indicating that she included Herbert and I both in her remark.

Herbert suggested that we all continue getting to know each other in the hot tub. After disrobing we sat on one side of the tub with Herbert on the end, next to Jennie, then Anson, myself, Ignacio, and Al on the other end of our group.

Herbert's other disclosures didn't stop him from kissing Jennie and feeling her up, while Anson kissed the back of her neck and massaged her boobs while she was turned toward Herbert. I could tell she was hotter than a firecracker. She was already moaning and groaning out her intense arousal. I wasn't up so close and personal on the night of her original seduction by Al, but I certainly had never seen her get so turned on so fast. She was pulling herself against Herbert with her right arm while jacking him with her left hand. She was all in, doing a tongue dance with Herbert while hunching her hips against his right hand. Anson began massaging her buttocks with his left hand.

Both Herbert and Anson were very well endowed. Herbert was slightly longer than Anson, and Anson slightly longer than Big Al, although Al had a thickness advantage on both.

As she slid herself onto Herbert's erect organ, Anson stuck a couple of fingers in her other hole. It appeared that the only lubrication she was getting was the hot tub's contents, well chlorinated, I assumed. In moments, a kneeling Anson had completed her double penetration, and she was crying out her pleasure. It seemed like only moments until she was screaming, "Oh God! I'm cumming! Oh, fuck, it's good!"

Her body relaxed, but Herbert and Anson continued to pound her, and soon she was screaming again in another convulsive climax. I think this went on for fifteen or twenty minutes, with Jennie orgasming in what I estimated to be thirty- or forty- second intervals. Finally, both Herbert and Anson came, seconds apart, and after one last delightful shudder, Jennie also relaxed.

When they were disentangled, Jennie came over to me, embraced me, kissed me, and whispered, "I love you, Wilson."

Her brief respite was interrupted by Al stentatoriously ordering, "Get your ass over here, bitch!"

I saw Herbert give him a cold, hard look, and he repeated his order in a friendlier tone, "Jennie, it's our turn!"

Reluctantly, she went over to Al, after a few hand strokes of his cock impaled herself on it. Ignacio pumped himself a few times to become fully erect and then carefully inserted his manhood into her poop chute. Ignacio was endowed similarly to myself, not as large as the other guys but well above average. This DP went pretty much the same as the previous, although Jennie's exclamations of joy and ecstasy seemed to be a little less enthusiastic.