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This is the followup to Close Encounters 1
The week after Carlâs crew watched Sherry in the shower went by slowly as my planning and anticipation grew for what was to come. Sherry and I had great that week, so she had no hesitations submitting to my fantasies even when the crew was in the house. She still wanted assurances that they would be doing their work in other parts of the house, and of course I told her thatâs the way it was.
The night before their arrival she asked me what I wanted her to do. I told her that when she went into the bathroom she was to take her nightgown off, then proceed to do stretching exercises. I told her to make sure the exercises gave me a complete and prolonged view of her pussy and her ass, and also her tits hanging and swaying. I told her to spend the evening thinking about her show. So she did. And then it was Monday.
The guys arrived on time. There was one new guy, replacing one who had gotten hurt. The aggressive guy, who Carl referred to as Darryl, was back. Carl asked me if there would be a show, and I told him it was set.
They began their work, but first Sherry had words with Darryl. She told him that the area he had worked in last week was done âhalf assedâ and she expected him to shape up. He was fuming but he kept quiet and just stared at her. She was wearing her long robe, which didnât reveal anything, and underneath it she was wearing a long nightgown and panties, but I saw his eyes move down so that he was then staring at her tits.
She became angry, folded her arms across her breasts, and told him to get to work. He grunted, and turned away. I could see on his face that he just wanted to get violent with her, probably rape her. But he got to work. She then let Carl know she expected him to keep his guys in line or she wouldnât pay him. He just nodded and turned away with a smirk. He had no idea what was planned but knew they were going to have their revenge.
Sherry said to me, within earshot of the guys, that she was going to shower and needed my help with something. She told Carl to make sure no one came upstairs. Then we went to the bedroom and I shut the door.
I heard footsteps on the stairs and turned the music on to mask the sound. I arranged the bathroom and closet doors as I had last week. Sherry reached under her robe and nightgown and took off her panties, laying them on her dresser for later. While standing near the door, but not realizing she was being heard, she told me she had a problem with Darryl; she didnât like his attitude or the way he stared at her breasts. I said I hadnât noticed anything out of place. She was somewhat racist, and said that he was an ape. She said that the new guy looked as bad as Darryl. She said she was worried that they would go through her drawers and check out her lingerie. She also was worried theyâd check out her dirty underwear in the hamper because they were uncouth animals. If she only knew they heard every word.
She kissed me, then went into the bathroom. I turned up the music and quickly opened the bedroom door and let them in. Darryl and the new guy looked very pissed. They positioned themselves the same as last time, and the new guy took the spot of the one who he was subbing for. Sherry took her robe off. She was wearing a long satin nightgown that didnât show much. She began brushing her hair. Darryl was getting impatient. He was mouthing âcâmon bitchâ over and over.
She took her time, humming some song. Darryl went to her dresser to steal more underwear, when he saw her panties laying on top. He took them and came back, where he examined them. He saw a stain and felt her moistness. He sniffed them and I noticed he was developing a bulge in his pants.
He let the new guy, also black and named Dre, check them out. He was thrilled to have the chance and tasted them and smelled them. Then Carl got them and kept them at his nose. Darryl checked to see that she was still brushing her hair and walked back to the dresser. I followed not knowing what he was up to.
He opened her underwear drawer and started digging towards the back. He knew as I did that women hide personal things there. Sure enough he pulled out a dildo and 2 vibrators. I knew she had them but not where she kept them. He smelled them and apparently her cunt smell was on them. He licked them and then spit on them, leaving his saliva all over them. He put them back and returned to the bathroom door.
After several minutes brushing her hair, she began to stretch, still with her nightgown on. She reached for the ceiling, then stood on her toes. Darryl was whispering âtake it off bitchâ. He then did something I hadnât expected or thought of. Out of his pocket he took a small digital camera. Carl looked at me, smiled, and shrugged.
I pulled Darryl aside and told him pictures were not part of the deal. He said there was no deal and that he would do as he pleased. I asked him what he planned to do with the pics and he said âwhatever.â I was worried but couldnât do anything except tell him to make sure there was no flash. He took a pic of her brushing her hair, and there wasnât a flash or a beep.
Sherry lifted her leg but of course the nightgown inhibited the movement. She said out loud âI have to get this thing off so I can move better.â Darryl said âfuck yeah cunt!â, But as a whisper. She reached down, grabbed the hem with both hands, and pulled it up and over her head. She was facing the mirror as she did it, so we saw her right side.
There was her beautiful right tit on display, as well as her ass in profile and a bit of her bush. I heard a grunt from Dre and saw a sneer on Darrylâs face as he sniffed her panties and then began snapping pictures. She turned toward us giving us a full frontal view of her bcup tits and nickelsized brown nipples. Her brown pubic hair was on full display.
Carl pulled his cock out and began to stroke it, and the other 2 followed, with Darryl using the panties around his cock. He had his camera in his other hand and turned on the video recorder. Sherry began with stretching toward the ceiling, so her tits got tight. Then she stood with her legs spread, raised her left leg, and put her foot on the edge of the sink.
Her pussy was now open and exposed to the black cleaning crew who she disliked for racial reasons and verbally abused, and they were having their revenge. Darryl stopped stroking so he could zoom in on her open cunt. They were breathing heavy; heavy enough that if I didnât have music on, Sherry would have heard multiple gasps.
She held that position for a minute while she twisted her torso back and forth, making her tits swing and jiggle. Then she brought the leg down and turned around. Her gorgeous firm ass was now on full display. She spread her legs and raised her right leg, placing her foot on the sink. Now we could see her open pussy from the rear. Her pussy hair blocked a good view of her labia, but not for long.
She did her twisting again, then brought her leg down. Keeping her legs spread, she bent forward, knees straight, and touched the floor. Now her pussy was pulled open, as were her ass cheeks.
The guys saw her pussy lips and her open vagina. They were breathing very fast now. Her anus, tight and puckered, was clenching as she stretched. Even I had never seen her anus like that before, and I was hard as a rock.
Dre was jerking off fast. He grabbed the panties from Darryl and kept them at his nose. Carl whispered to him to keep quiet no matter what. Sherry, while bending, then reached back and grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart while twisting left and right.
It exposed her completely to her employees, and Dre blew his load. Some went on the door and some shot through the crack. Darryl continued to video her on zoom. Sherry didnât notice the cum because her back was to us. Still Dre didnât take his eyes off her.
She straightened up, got her KY lube, turned on the shower, and went in. The shower stall had clear glass, and earlier I had applied a coat of antifog paste. She began soaping up. She spent extra time scrubbing her tits, pussy, and ass to give me (us!) A good show. And then she got her KY and Carl and Darryl knew what was next; Dre had no idea.
She slowly applied the lube to her pussy lips and then to her vagina with her finger. She even put some on her nipples using slow circles. She began by playing with both nipples, pinching and pulling them until they were hard.
Then she used her right hand to hold her pussy lips open while she began to rub her clit in small circles with her left hand. Every few seconds she would insert her middle finger in her cunt, then return to her clit.
Dre couldnât believe what was happening. He got hard again and started beating off again, and again he held her panties to his nose. Now she moved her right hand to her nipples, rubbing each one a few strokes each, alternating left and right.
Her left hand was moving faster on her clit. She was starting to pant and moan. She started making grunting and moaning noises. They got louder with each passing minute. And then she said, âoh God, I hope the negroes donât hear me.â
They kept jerking but looked at each other with pissed off looks. She was gasping and moaning pretty loud and her hand was rubbing her cunt furiously. And then she orgasmed with a low growl which became a scream. She pressed her tits against the glass of the shower door so her nipples looked magnified.
The guys, including Dre (second time) shot their loads, Carl and Darryl on the door, but Dre came in her panties, right on the pussy stain. She kept rubbing and fingering her pussy but got slower and finally stopped.
Darryl was still videoing her (I thought the video would be shaky). I was ready with a towel and cleaned it up. I told the guys to leave before she turned the water off and they did, leaving her cumfilled panties on the floor. I picked them up and threw them in the hamper.
Sherry got out of the shower and opened the door to see me (I think she also wanted to be sure I was alone). I told her how sensual her show was and we proceeded to have great , with her first sucking my cock, and then my getting her into doggy position and her.
I came fast because of the excitement, then laid down so she could get on top. We had longer then, with her unintentionally getting very loud (she forgot we had company). Afterwards she got up and turned red with humiliation that they might have heard. I shrugged and let her be humiliated. It turned me on. She got dressed in shorts and a tank top, with a bra. She didnât want her ânegroesâ to see nipples.
She went downstairs and passed them without looking them in the eye. But they watched her with lust and anger. Iâm glad she didnât see that. She went outside to do something and Carl came to me and asked, âWhatâs with the ânegroâ shit?â I told him she was a bit racist. He told me that adds a whole new dimension to this and his purpose for doing it.
He told me the other guys were pissed too and wanted more revenge. I told him weâd go farther next week but to keep this under wraps and to keep his guys in line. What I didnât know was that Darryl had gone to our bedroom to clean and had peppersprayed her dildo and vibrators while Carl was diverting my attention.
That night, while I was doing some work online, I heard Sherry start to scream and cry. I went to the bedroom where she was under the covers. She was screaming âit burns, make it stop!â I pulled the covers aside and saw her naked with her dildo next to her. She told me her pussy was on fire.
I looked and it was swollen and extremely red. The clit was swollen as well. The vagina was pulsating from the inflammation. The only thing I could do was get her into a bath until things calmed down, which took about 15 minutes. She asked me why that happened. Of course I told her I didnât know, but I was pretty sure I did.
While she soaked I checked her toys and all were sprayed. I washed everything down and put them back. Then we went to bed once she felt better. Then I started plotting next week.
Coming soon: Close Encounters 3!
