I turned my unfaithful boyfriend's slut into our sex slave.
"Not so fast, not so fast." Fred jumped in. "It would be rude to leave so soon. Jolene, please tell tell us you want us to stay and keep you company."
"Oh, could you stay and keep me company?" My wife responded as if it was her idea.
I arrived at my destination; only a block away, but from this vantage point I could see into my dining room through the sliding glass doors using a pair of field binoculars. I had left the blinds open for just this reason. Now I could see and hear everything that happened and still race home quickly if needed. As I had hoped, Fred was taking advantage of the situation.
"Why do you want us to stay?" Harry asked this time.
"Well, um, I'm not sure." I could tell she was a bit confused. "I guess because you are nice polite men, and I, ah, think I'll enjoy your company."
"Please tell us the truth, Jolene; are you turned-on standing here topless with three horny men you just met while your husband is away?" Fred inquired.
She looked down, deeply embarrassed. "Yes. I am." She looked up a little startled and put her hand over her mouth. "Oh, my! Did I just say that? What's gotten into me tonight?"
"You have the sexiest legs I've seen in a long time honey; it's a shame to cover them with those pants." Fred noted.
Jolene started blushing again. "Thank you, but how did you...oh, the pictures."
"Why don't you take them off. Please." Fred ordered.
"I don't think I should," my wife began as she started unbuttoning her jeans, "but since you've already seen them, I guess it won't hurt." She finished as she pulled down the zip, and slid them down her silky legs. Since Fred had told her to take them off, she pushed the jeans to the ground and stepped out of them. Now she was standing there in front of three men that were virtual strangers with just her white cotton briefs on.
I was surprised at how quickly her mind would rationalize the actions she was being compelled to perform. It was working out even better than I thought it would.
"I don't know if we should be doing this." Ben said nervously.
"Shut up, Ben." Fred snapped. Turning to my wife he said "You are a really nice kisser, honey. Kiss me again, but like I was your husband. Please." Jolene stepped up to him and starting kissing him passionately again, but this time she was running her hands down his back and squeezing his butt. He did the same, but slipped his hands under her panties and was massaging her naked ass cheeks. At first I was a little shocked, but then I remembered that he said "like your husband", and of course that's how we would kiss in that situation.
"Hey, stop hogging all the action." Harry complained.
"OK, now please go kiss Harry the same way." Fred told her. Jolene then repeated her performance on Harry and he too took advantage of her ass, but he also felt up her tits a little before Fred stopped them. I was hard as a rock, and I wanted desperately to jack off, but I didn't want to put down the binoculars.
"This is wrong." Ben said anxiously. "We should leave."
Fred was having none of that. "Jolene, please go do the same with Ben." She stepped over to Ben and started kissing him like she did Fred and Harry. At first he just stood there, resisting the urge to kiss her back, but that didn't last long. Soon he had tongue in her mouth and was running his hands over her nearly naked body as well. Fred stopped them after a couple of minutes.
"So do you still want to leave?" Fred asked.
Ben stammered something, but I didn't get to find out what he said because suddenly there was a light shining in my car and someone was knocking on the window. I jumped back in the seat, dropping the cordless phone handset on the floor and causing the batteries to pop out all over. Someone was shining a flashlight into my car and I heard a voice saying, "Sir, please step out of the car."
I rolled down the the window a little bit and then I could see it was a cop.