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Chapter Fifteen -- Roger implements stage one of his violent, sexual revenge plan

While he remained the faithful, loving, albeit oblivious husband to his wife's sexual affairs for years, Roger was angry, hurt, and sad. Trusting her implicitly and with the thought his wife was sexually faithful and that he was her one and only, until she confessed, little did he know that every man he knew has had sex with her. He had to repeat that fact to wrap his brain around it to acknowledge it, understand it, believe it, and to digest it. Every man he knew has had sex with Gwen, his beloved wife, and the love of his life.

Shocking but true, Gwen violated his trust. His wife wasn't faithful. Shocking but sad, she had sex outside of their marriage. She not only cheated on him with one man, she cheated on him with nine men. How about that? Even though she confessed and even though he believed her confession, he couldn't picture his wife sexually active with nine men.

More than just his wife cheating on him, every man he trusted had betrayed him. The one woman he loved unconditionally had sexually cheated on him with not just one man but with nine men. Nine men? How could she have sex with another man? Why would she have sex with someone else? How could she have sex with nine men behind his back with him not only not knowing but also not even suspecting? How dare she do that to him? Why would she do that to him?

Everyone he knew, her mother, her sisters, and her best friend, his brothers, his father, his best friend, and his boss, the mailman, the UPS man, and the pizza delivery man all knew that she was having sex with others. Aside from the wives of the men who were having sex with her, with him the only one who didn't know that she was fucking and sucking everyone, how could he not know? How stupid could he be not to see her unfaithfulness? With him always working and with her always home alone while working from home, it was understandable how she could have a secret, sexual life.

Stripping her naked and seeing her without her clothes while touching, feeling, and fondling her naked body, it broke his heart and forever wounded his spirit to know that they all had their wicked sexual ways with his wife. It made him crazy to know that Gwen was unfaithful to him and has had sex with nine other men. As if these men were all her surrogate sperm donors, on the pretense of trying to get pregnant, was her supposed reason and justifiable excuse to have sex with others outside of her marriage. Still, at the very least, as husband and wife, her having sex with another man for the sake of getting pregnant, should have been something that they discussed between themselves first.

First trying with his brothers, then trying with his father, next trying with his best friend and with his boss, and last trying with the mailman, with the UPS man, and with the pizza delivery man, they all enjoyed the sexual charms of Gwen. Then, with her reason for having sex to get pregnant morphing into her enjoying having sex, she became addicted to sex and was unable to do without having daily, sexual orgasms. With him believing that he was the only man that his wife had ever been sexually intimate with, she was the only woman he's ever been with in a sexual way. Sexually faithful to her, she wasn't sexually faithful to him. If ever he caught her in bed having sex with someone, claiming temporary insanity, in some states and in many countries, he'd get away with murder by shooting his wife and her lovers dead.

"Honey. I'm home. Oh, my God. I can't believe you're naked and in bed with my three brothers, my father, my best friend, my boss, the mailman, the UPS man, and the pizza delivery man. It's a good thing my gun clip has nine bullets and there's a tenth bullet already in the chamber," Roger imagined saying while pulling his gun from his jacket. "It's a good thing I'm temporarily insane," he imagine saying to his wife and to her nine lovers.

"Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam! Good-bye Gwen. Bam!"

Yet, she wasn't the only one lusting over having sex with others. He was too. He's always sexually lusted over her MILF of a mother, her sexy sister, and her hot best friend. With him filled with erotic dreams during the night, he's had lots of thoughts of bedding other women during the day. Only, he only thought about having sex with others. She actually had sex with others. With him just imagining having sex with three naked women and her actually doing the dirty deed over and again with nine men, they were two very different distinctions.

Every night he sexually fantasizes of seeing her mother, her sister, or her best friend naked and having sex with them. Now, ever since he changed his work schedule, instead of only sexually fantasizing of her mother or her sister or her best friend, he sexually fantasizes of her mother, her sister, and her best friend all coming to him one at a time but in the same dream. Yet, even though he'd never cheat on his wife, with him having no control over them, he can't control his thoughts and his dreams.

Nonetheless whatever he's thinking and whatever he's dreaming, he could never bring himself to betray his wife's love by having sex with another woman. Something he'd never do, he could never cheat on Gwen. That would be wrong. That would be nasty. That would be foolhardy of him to jeopardize his marriage over and extramarital fling.

Even though he lusts over other women, they're just inappropriate, sexual thoughts he has when dreaming and/or he uses to masturbate himself over when horny. Even if they offered their naked bodies to him, he'd never have sex with his mother-in-law, his sister-in-law, and/or her best friend. With him in love with Gwen, he'd never act on his sexual fantasies, his horny urges, and his erotic impulses until now. His wife is the only woman for him.

He'd never jeopardize the great relationship he enjoys and the happy marriage he thought he had by having a sexual affair, that is until now that it was too late to change the hand that was dealt him. Lord knows there are repercussions to Gwen having sex with other men just as there are repercussions to her confessing that her mother never liked him, her sister disliked him even more, and her best friend hated him. He may not murder her but now with Gwen having already cheated on him, she gave him license to cheat on her. Getting even with her with his revenge, in the way that she's had sex with nine, other men, he wouldn't feel guilty about having sex with nine, other women, twelve other women, actually, when counting her mother, her sister, and her best friend.

"With her so beautiful, so sexy, and so sexual, how could I have been so stupid and so naïve to trust her alone with any man? What was I thinking? They're only human after all."

Allowing them all to make out with her while feeling her through her clothes, with her no innocent victim but a willing participant in wanting to be impregnated, she French kissed them while feeling them through their clothes too. Allowing them to fondle her breasts and suck and finger her nipples, she allowed them all to lick and finger her pussy to orgasmic, sexual pleasure. Then, making love to her before fucking her, she allowed them to put their pricks where he thought he was the only man to put his cock in the holiest of holy places, his wife's pussy.

If her only intention was just to get pregnant, she would have fucked them, just fucked them, without all of the foreplay and without all of the sweet talking, love making. If her only intention was just to get pregnant, she wouldn't have allowed them to lick her pussy and to give her an orgasm with their fingers and with their mouths? If her only intention was just to get pregnant, she wouldn't have sucked their cocks and allow them to waste their sperm in her mouth and down her throat instead of depositing all of their baby making love juice in her pussy? If her only intention was just to get pregnant, why would she even kiss them, French kiss them? If her only intention was just to get pregnant, they wouldn't even have to get naked. Only, she had another agenda.

Now with him knowing that every man he knows has had their cocks in his wife's cunt and in her mouth, he's angry. He's sad. He's broken and he's gone mad with thoughts of revenge. Now it's all about getting even. Now it's all about treating them all with disrespect in the way that they all treated him disrespectfully. Now it's all about him having sex with her mother, her sister, her best friend, and the women of those nine men who had sex with his wife. With her having had sex with nine men, he'll be having sex with twelve women dozens of times, hundreds of times, before he's done with his revenge.

If it wasn't enough that she was unfaithful to him with just one man, nine men saw her naked. Nine men touched, felt, and fondled her naked body. She sucked them all. She took all of their pricks in her mouth and blew them. She blew nine men while stroking nine men until they all ejaculated their cum in her mouth over and again before she swallowed their warm, oozy loads.

Years of her sucking and fucking nine men, nine men licked and fucked her. Nine men gave her multiple orgasms. Nine men had sex with his wife while disrespecting him. How dare she? How could she? How dare they? How could they?

"Frigging cum slut. She's nothing by a no good, miserable whore," he said for no one to hear.

Now that he knows the truth, he was glad that he didn't have children with her. What kind of mother would she have been after having sex throughout their entire marriage with nine other men? Had they had daughters and had they found out her sexual past, what kind of example would she have set for them? Had they had sons and in the way that she enticed nine other men and had sex with them, maybe she would have had sex with their sons too. Now that he knows the truth, with him looking forward to having some sexual action himself, it's Roger's turn to get even.

With him a virgin when he married Gwen and practically still a virgin now with only having had sex with his wife, now it's Roger's turn to have some sexy fun with a bevy of other women. Now it's Roger's turn to have some sexy fun with a dozen, other women while getting even with his wife for cheating on him and while getting even with the nine men who had sex with her. Now it's Roger's turn to ruin the lives of those others who've ruined his life. Tit for tat, what comes around goes around. Now it's Roger's turn to make those feel the hurt that they made him feel in abusing him as a brother, a son, a friend, an employee, and a customer.

"We'll see how you like it when I have forced sex with all of your wives in the way that you had consensual sex with my wife," said Roger talking to himself. "We'll see how you like it when I strip your wives naked and see them all naked. We'll see how you like it when I touch them, feel them, and fondle them in places only they allowed their husbands to touch, feel, and fondle them. We'll see how you like it when I make all of your wives fuck me and then suck me? We'll see how you like it when I make your wives my sexual slaves and my sexy bitches. We'll see how you like it when your wives love me instead of you."

With him already the laughing stock of his family, his friends, and the entire neighborhood, feeling that he had nothing to lose, Roger was ready to cross the line from normalcy to lunacy. By all intents and purposes and already fitting the definition of insanity, he was insane with the sexual lust that he had for Gwen's mother, her sister, and her best friend. With everyone pushing him too far, they had no one to blame for his violent, sexual actions but themselves. Once he got his revenge, no more Mr. Nice Guy, he was forever done with all of them.

For every man who saw his wife naked, he promised to see their wives naked too. For every man who had his prick in Gwen's mouth and buried deep in her pussy, he vowed that he'd violate their wives in the same sexually, inappropriate way. For every man who fucked Gwen, he'd fuck their wives and he'd make their women cum. Instead of being revolted, feeling disgusted, and feeling violated, he'd make them enjoy being used, abused, and raped. Replacing the sexual lust they have for their husband with the sexual lust that they have for him, he'd make them all his bitches. For every man Gwen blew, he'd force their wives to suck him too.

He'd love nothing more than to watch twelve women undress while touching them and feeling them where only their husbands were allowed to touch and feel them. He'd take great joy in cumming in their mouths and forcing them to swallow him. He'd take great sexual pleasure in seeing the angry and humiliated looks on their faces by him using them and abusing them in the way that every man he knows used his wife and abused his good nature. Even if he had to strip their wives naked, force them, tie them up, and rape them, he do that to get even. In the way that he was an innocent victim, not caring if their wives were innocent victims too, he was ready to take his sweet revenge out on the women of those men who ruined his marriage and destroyed his life by having sex with his wife.

"Bastards! No good sons of bitches! Assholes," he said shaking his fist in the air at all of those who ruined his life.

If only for the sake of Trudy never liking him, Genevieve disliking him even more, and Heather hating him, he was ready to take out his sexual revenge on Gwen's mother, her sister, and her best friend. For all the things he's done over the years in helping the three women lighten their loads, while they hid their insincerity and hid their hatred for him, it was time for him to get even with them. Even if he had to force them, strip them naked, and rape them, it was time for him to have his wicked, sexual way with his mother-in-law, his sister-in-law, and his wife's best friend. Payback is a bitch and with these three women all total bitches, he was going to enjoy what he had planned for them.

"How do you like me now Mom?"

He imagined saying to Gwen's mother after stripping her naked, fucking her, and cumming in her mouth while watching her swallow his cum. Oh, yeah, he'd love nothing more than to cum in his mother-in-law's mouth while feeling her huge tits and fingering her big nipples. In the well-mannered, reserved way that she comports herself, he'd love to rattle her cage by stripping her naked and shock her by sticking his prick in her mouth.

"How do you like me now Genevieve?"

He imagined saying to Gwen's sister after stripping her naked and fucking her hard and fucking her fast. In the way that he fucked her and she fucked him in his dreams of her, he imagined fucking her in the way she's never been fucked before. He imagined fucking her as if she was some slut he picked up in a bar just before closing time. Instead of respecting her as his wife's sister and his sister-in-law, he imagined treating her like the whore that she really is and pounding her pussy until she exploded in an orgasm. He imagined forgoing putting a pillow over her mouth as he did in his sexual fantasies of her and allowing her to scream her sexual pleasure to high Heaven.

"How do you like me now Heather?"

He imagined saying to his wife's best friend while having sixty-nine sex with her naked body and forcing her to suck him while he licked her shaved pussy to orgasm. With her the one that he liked the most, and with him more sexually attracted to her than he was to his mother-in-law and his sister-in-law, it hurt him the most to now know that she hated him. In the way that he loved her and would have married her had he not been married to Gwen, just as he didn't understand how his wife's mother and sister could hate him, he didn't understand how Heather could hate him too. What did he do to them for the three women to so hate him?

Now with the knowledge that she hates him, he'd have a particular good time forcing his fingers and his tongue in her cunt while she sucked his cock until he ejaculated in her mouth. Instead of lovingly eating Heather, just as he'd disrespect his mother-in-law and his sister-in-law by having rough sex with them, he'd treat Heather in the same way. Why not? If they all already hate him, he may as well give them a reason to hate him.

Excited about taking his revenge, he imagined stripping Trudy, Genevieve, and Heather naked. Naked, naked, naked. Finally, instead of just seeing them naked in his dreams, he'd see them naked in real life and in real time. Finally he'd be able to touch, feel, and fondle their naked bodies. Finally, he'd be able to fuck his MILF of a mother-in-law and his sexy sister-in-law before forcing them to blow him.

Because he still likes her enough to give her special treatment, turning her around in the sixty-nine position, he'd lick Heather's pussy while she blew him. Then, just when they all thought he was done having sex with their naked bodies, he'd force the three women to have sex with him again. Holding them prisoner, again and again, he'd have sex with their naked bodies one hundred times before allowing them to leave.

One hundred times each, he'd make love to all three women. One hundred times each, he'd fuck all three of their pussies. One hundred times each, he'd force the three women to blow him. One hundred times each, he'd cum in their mouths and watch them swallow him. One hundred times, each, he'd make them his sex slaves and sexual bitches.

"How do you like me now bitches after hating me? How do you like me now after I had my wicked sexual way with your naked bodies dozens of times? How do you like me now that I've made you my personal, sexual slaves? How do you like me now that you're all my sexy bitches?"

As per agreed by Gwen before she yelled her joke in his face, she said that she'd convince her mother, her sister, and her best friend to have sex with him. With her having sex with nine men dozens of times, he'd have sex with her mother, her sister, and her best friend one-hundred times each. He couldn't wait to ejaculate one-hundred loads of cum in Trudy's mouth, in Genevieve's mouth, and in Heather's mouth. He couldn't wait to fuck each woman one-hundred times before allowing them to leave the imprisoned confines of his cellar.

"Ha! Ha! April Fools'," laughed Gwen while ruining his sexual fantasy and something he'll be having nightmares over. She got him so very sexually excited and then she pulled the rug out from under him. When he fell, with him already consumed with thoughts of having sex with her mother, her sister, and her best friend, he fell hard. "I was just kidding about my mother, my sister, and my best friend having sex with you," he remembered Gwen saying.

With shock replacing his sexual excitement, he looked at her stunned.

"You were just kidding? It was just an April Fools' joke?"

A rollercoaster ride from Heaven to Hell, he remembered being so very sexually excited that Gwen was going to persuade her mother, her sister, and her best friend to have sex with him as her concession to her having sex with nine men. Then, in a mean streak, she pulled the plug, told him that her convincing her mother, sister, and best friend to have sex with him was just an April Fools' joke. How could his wife be so cruel? How could his wife be so mean to tease him with sex and then deny him that pleasure?

"They'd never have sex with you because they hate you," she said. "With you mesmerized by their big tits and always staring at their breasts while drooling as if you were imagining sucking their nipples, they all think you're such a dumb, lecherous fuck," he remembered his wife hurting him with her words.

Even more hurtful than her pulling the plug on him having sex with her mother, her sister, and with her best friend was the fact that the three women so prominent in his life and so important to his wife, all hate him. They hate him? Why do they all hate him? What did he ever do to them for them to hate him? Helping them with things constantly, he's been nothing but respectful and nice. He's been nothing but good to the three of them.
After having sex one-hundred times each with Trudy, Genevieve, and Heather, he'd have sex dozens of times with his brothers' wives, Diane, Brenda, and Audrey. In the way his sisters-in-law have always flirted with him over the years, now was the time to call their bluff and to fuck the three women and to have the three women suck his cock. Then, once finished with his sisters-in-law, he'd take his revenge out on his father's young, sexy, slutty girlfriend, Crystal. After having his wicked sexual way with Crystal, he'd have sex with his best friend's wife, Jennifer, and with his boss's way too young, hot wife, Jessica. Finally, he'd track down where the mailman, the UPS driver, and the pizza delivery man all lives and when they're out working, he'll have sex with their wives too.

"Oh, yeah, ready to spread the sexual joy, his violent, sexual, albeit insane plan was the perfect plan for revenge. I can't wait to begin," he said rubbing his hands together in the way that a fly rubs its legs together when poised on a lump of excrement.

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He couldn't wait to implement his five stage plan of violent, sexual revenge. Stage one of his plan of violent, sexual revenge, is stripping the three of them naked and having sex with his wife's mother, Trudy, her sister, Genevieve, and best friend, Heather. Stage two of his five stage plan of violent, sexual revenge is stripping the three of them naked and having sex with his sisters-in-law, Diane, Brenda, and Audrey. Step three of his five stage plan of violent, sexual revenge is having sex with his father's way too young, slutty girlfriend, Crystal. Stage four of his five stage plan of violent, sexual revenge is having sex with his best friend's wife, Jennifer and his boss' way too young, hot wife, Jessica. Last but not least of his five stage plan of violent, sexual revenge is having sex with the wives of the mailman, UPS man, and pizza deliveryman.

Just as he finished formulating his five stage plan of violent, sexual revenge, perfect timing, his mother-in-law pulled up in her Mercedes with Genevieve riding shotgun and with Heather in the backseat. With the three of them always talking, he stood by the window to watch the women flapping their gums before they alighted from the car. Suddenly seeing them all for what they are, rich, spoiled bitches, it was time he put them all in their place.

It was time he took them down a notch for them to see how other people live. It was time that he stripped the three of them naked. Naked, naked, naked. It was time that he fucked them and forced them to blow him. It was time that he sexually controlled them in the way that they've emotionally controlled him and took advantage of his kindness over the years.

Genevieve was first out of the car. Flashing him her pink panties by alighting from the passenger side of the car as if she was a sailor climbing out of a dinghy, so different from her sister, there was nothing ladylike about her. In the way she alighted from the car so unladylike, he wondered if she knew he was watching. He wondered if she was giving him a show between her legs of her panties. God, she's such a slut.

Heather was next out of the car. Sliding her shapely ass across the seat, she flashed him her pale blue panties when climbing out of the car with her short skirt nearly up to her waist. As soon as he saw her blue panties, all he could think of is removing her panties. All he could think of is seeing her pussy that he imagined was shaved and velvety soft. All he could think of is fingering her pussy while licking her pussy as she sucked his cock and he ejaculated his load of cum in her mouth.

Then, Trudy appeared from the driver's side of the car wearing her uniform of choice, a white, button blouse and a powder blue, short skirt. Even from this distance he could see her huge D cup bra through her blouse. He suspected his mother-in-law was more a double D cup than she was a D cup. As if she was a 18th century women strapped in a corset, when wearing her low cut, unbuttoned blouses that she always wore, she showed much more cleavage wearing a smaller and tighter brassiere. Now, never thinking of her as a whore before, in the way that Gwen was and her sister Genevieve was, he now suspected that Trudy was a whore too. With Heather, Gwen's best friend, no doubt, in the way that Gwen was a whore, now he figured that Heather was a cock loving whore too.

"Whore! Whore! Whore!" he said through his living room bay window as they walked from the car to his front door.

In the way his mother-in-law was so well preserved, coifed, and groomed, if he didn't know she was 60-years-old, he'd think she was 45-years-old. Tall, thin, and shapely, in the way she carried herself and in the articulate way she spoke, she reminded him of Dina Merrill, an actress of old, but with tits. In the way she talked and in the way she walked, with her nose raised high in the air, she thought she was better than everyone else. With her having money, she thought she could buy everything and everyone.

As if responding to an invitation to his private, sexual party, he watched the three of them walk up the walkway in single file with Trudy leading the way with Genevieve behind her and Heather taking up the rear. In the horny way he felt right now, he'd love to give it to all three of them up the rear. Oh, yeah, showing them who's the boss, he'd love to fuck them all in the ass. Bending them over, lifting their short skirts, and pulling down their panties, he'd fuck them like a dog while feeling their tits. Humping them hard and humping them fast, he'd really make them his sexy bitches.

"How do you like me now?" He imagined asking Trudy the question while fucking her in her ass and while feeling her huge double D breasts and fingering her big, hard nipples. "With you never liking me, do you like me a little bit now that my cock is buried in your ass?"

"How do you like me now?" He imagined asking Genevieve the question same question that he asked her mother while fucking her hard in her ass and while feeling her C cup tits and fingering her erect nipples. "With you disliking me even more than your mother, do you like me a little better now that my cock is buried in your ass?

"How do you like me now?" He imagined asking Heather the same question that he asked Trudy and Genevieve while fucking her in her ass and while feeling her C cup tits and fingering her erect nipples. "Do you still all hate me now that my cock is buried in your ass?"

As if he was a human version of the big, bad wolf or Count Dracula, and certainly he was, he opened the front door wide just as they walked up the steps.

"Ladies. Welcome," said Roger allowing them in his house of horrors.

Trudy shot him an angry look. Something he's never seen or noticed before, she looked at him as if she hated him. She looked at him that if she had a gun, she'd shoot him. A stunning insight, he really never saw her for who she really is, a real bitch, until now.

'Wow!'

"Where's my daughter?"

She shot him a deadly look. If looks could kill, he'd be dead. Perhaps he's seen that look before but he never put her look together with hate. He always thought she was just anxious or annoyed over something or someone else. He never saw her anger directed at him before until now. Now, that he knows she never liked him, he can see that she hates him.

"Where's my sister?"

As if they were chained together with Trudy pulling her daughter along, Genevieve pushed by him to get in the house after her mother. Heather ran up the front steps as if she was avoiding being shot by a sniper.

"Where's Gwen? Gwen? Gwen? Gwen? Where are you?"

The three women shouted out for Gwen throughout the reception hall and shouted up the front stairs that led to the bedrooms. He closed the door behind them and locked it before turning to face his imagined firing squad of estrogen laden women poised at the ready to attack him. If only they knew what they were in for, they'd scream. If only they knew what they were in for, they'd desperately try to leave. The song, Hotel California by the Eagles played through his head.

"Relax" said Roger. 'We are programmed to receive. You can check-out at any time you like but you can never leave,' he wanted to say but didn't.

He couldn't wait to tell them and show them the big surprise in-store that he had for his mother-in-law, his sister-in-law, and his wife's best friend.

"Roger, where's Gwen?" Seemingly they all said at once. After Trudy, Genevieve, and Heather barged in his house as if they owned the place, they ran from room to room looking for their beloved Gwen. "We've been calling her cell phone for days and there's no answer," said Trudy.

Now armed with the fact that his MILF of a mother-in-law never liked him, his sexy sister-in-law disliked him even more, and his wife's best friend hated him, he looked at them without feelings or mercy. With him looking at them in the way they must have viewed him after all of these years, there's be no denying him his stage one plan of violent, sexual revenge now. Glad that they were all here, making his plan easier to begin, it was time for him to seek his revenge.

"I'm glad you're all here," he said staring from Trudy's huge tits to stare at Genevieve's big breasts and before staring at Heather's big tits. First he looked at them as three beautiful women all stylishly dressed. Then, he looked at him as if they were women that he wanted to strip naked and physically use and sexually abuse. Staring at their big bra clad breasts as if they were already topless, he looked from Trudy and to Genevieve before concentrating his focus on Heather. "Get out of those clothes," he said looking back at Trudy. "Take them off," he said waving a lackadaisical hand.

Trudy looked at him as if he was drunk or insane. Certainly he wasn't drunk but he was definitely, certifiably insane. If only they knew what he was planning, they'd surely rush the door and try to flee. Only and obviously, with them all having known him for twenty years, not suspecting that he'd do bad things with their naked bodies, they weren't panicked...yet.

"I beg your pardon? Get out of our clothes? Is that what you just said to us?" She laughed. Then, she looked from Roger to look at her daughter, Genevieve, before looking at Heather and before returning her focus to Roger. "Did you just dare to ask us to remove our clothes? Have you been drinking Roger?"

He walked up to her and feeling his mother-in-law's huge tits with both hands, he felt her huge breasts through her blouse and bra. Immediately, if his fingers where the legs of a cockroach walking on her, she slapped his hands away. He put his hand on her breast again and felt her emerging nipple through her blouse and bra. This time, instead of slapping his hand away, she looked down at his hand while watching his fingers fingering her nipple through her blouse and bra.

"Yes. You heard me correctly. I said get out of those clothes. Strip," he said taking a step back. He looked from Trudy to look at Genevieve and finally turned his focus to Heather. "Get naked now," he said with his eyes bulging out of his head and raising his voice as if he was a terrorist with a bomb.

Staying true to the slutty reputation that she has, Genevieve was first to start undressing. Unbuttoning her blouse, unashamed, unembarrassed, and with her head held high, she flayed open her blouse to expose her bra clad breasts and long, line of cleavage to her brother-in-law. Following her lead, Heather began unbuttoning her blouse too only much slower and more reluctantly. Where Genevieve didn't show any shame or embarrassment, Heather looked uncomfortably embarrassed. Already giving him her bitchy attitude, with her not making a move to undress, seemingly Gwen's mother would be more of a problem.

"How dare you to talk to me in such a sexually inappropriate way? I'll do no such thing," said Trudy with her ever present superior attitude. "I'll not remove my clothes. Genevieve! Stop undressing," she said to her daughter before giving her undivided attention to her son-in-law. "Where's my daughter?"

Roger gave her a diabolical laugh as if he was an escaped patient in an insane asylum while Genevieve and Heather continued undressing.

"Don't fret about Gwen. She's fine. I have her tied to a pole in the cellar. I'm taking you all down to the cellar to see her," he said.

Trudy's eyes bugged out of her head as if she had just seen a cockroach.

"What?" Trudy looked from Roger to look at Genevieve. Both women suddenly stopped undressing. "Why is my Gwen tied to a pole in the cellar?"

As if bored with her backtalk, Roger sighed loudly and rolled his eyes.

"In the way that you all knew that Gwen had her wicked sexual way with my brothers, my father, my best friend, my boss, the mailman, the UPS driver, and the pizza delivery man, I plan to have my wicked sexual way with the three of you," said Roger without emotion but with a look of sexual excitement on his face.

He smiled at Trudy before smiling at Genevieve and Heather.

"Sex? With the three of us? How dare you? Over my dead body," said Trudy. "You're not man enough to handle one of us never mind having sex with the three of us," she said giving him a hateful, hurtful look. "I'll never have sex with you. I'll never remove my clothes. I plan on remaining fully dressed until the police come. Call the police," she said to Genevieve who searched her pocketbook for her cell phone.

Roger looked from Trudy to look at Gwen.

"Give me your phones. Hand them over. All of them. Give me your phones now," said Roger raising his voice to show not only that he meant business but also to show them evidence of his lunacy.

Immediately Genevieve and Heather handed him their cell phones. Then, when Trudy gave him a look of disobedient insubordination, showing her who's the boss, Roger walked over to her and gave her a pensive look before slapping her hard across her face.

'Whack!'

The slap pushed her head to one side and the sound of his hand against the side of Trudy's face made Genevieve and Heather jump in fright. Then, with one downward pull of his big hand, with buttons flying everywhere and bouncing along the reception hall's hardwood floor, he ripped open her blouse. As if she was some whore he paid to sexually use and abuse for the night, Roger ripped open his mother-in-law's blouse. Too shocked to even cover her exposed brassiere and long, sexy line of cleavage, she stood there with her big mouth hanging open and her big, white bra totally exposed. She opened her purse, pulled out her cell phone, and handed that to her son-in-law along with her submission.

"Now that wasn't so difficult, was it? Get naked now or else," he said pulling out his handgun that was tucked in his pants in the small of his back and waving the gun at the three women. "I want to see some skin."

First to obey, Genevieve removed her pants and Heather followed her by removing her pants too. Something he's only imagined in his sexual fantasies about them, both women stood before him in their bra and panties while Trudy removed her blouse before unbuttoning, unzipping, and removing her short skirt. With all three women dressed only in their underwear, Roger ushered them down the cellar stairs to the cellar.

"Now let's go see Gwen down the cellar, shall we? C'mon, move. Everyone down the cellar," he said still brandishing his gun while walking behind Heather with Genevieve in front of her and Trudy leading the trio.

"Roger, you don't have to do this," said Genevieve stopping on the stairs to give her brother-in-law a sexy look and a deep wet kiss. "You don't have to hold a gun to my head for me to fuck you," she said in a sexy whisper with a dirty laugh while putting her hand on the barrel of the gun and stroking it as if she was stroking his cock.

Then, when Genevieve moved away and continued down the stairs, Heather turned to look at him.

"What if we were really nice to you," she said breathlessly, "if you know what I mean?"

As if she was one of the slutty Kardashians, she slowly slid her hand down the front of him and stopped to feel and grab a handful of his cock through his pants.

"We'll see how nice you are once you're downstairs," said Roger.

He remembered Gwen telling him that the three women hated him. He remembered what his wife said, much like men, women don't have to like a man to be sexually attracted to a man. He recalled the sexual fantasies that he's had of her mother, her sister, and her best friend for the past fifteen years. Now, finally, his sexual fantasy was going to be his sexual reality.

Roger escorted the three women down the stairs and locked the cellar door behind him with a key. With the backdoor that led to the yard locked too, there was no escaping his lunacy. With him the keeper of this zoo, they were not only his sexual guests but also his soon to be caged animals.

"Pick a pole and sit in front of it," he said. "But before you do, take off those panties and bras."

He pushed the back of Heather's shoulder to hurry her along.

"Gwen," said Trudy running to her daughter.

"Gwen," said Genevieve running to her sister.

"Gwen," said Heather. "Are you okay?"

The three women surrounded Gwen who sat on the cellar floor naked with her wrists positioned behind her back and tied to a pole.

"Oh, my God," said Trudy. "How dare you hurt my daughter? She has bruises all over her neck. What did you do to her?" She looked at him with a much anger as she looked at him with hate. "Did you strangle her? Did you try to kill her? I'll have you arrested. I'll have you put in jail for what you've done to Gwen and for what you plan to do with the three of us."

Roger pushed Trudy away from her daughter.

"Strip, I said. Get naked," said Roger pushing his mother-in-law's shoulder.

Reluctantly, Gwen's mother reached behind her to unhook her massive bra. As if he was listening to the tumbler clicks to the combination of a safe, Roger listened to Trudy undoing the four hooks that held her massive, underwire bra in place. One, two, three, and four.

Her bra was unhooked and as if she was a stripper on stage performing a striptease, Roger watched his mother-in-law remove her bra straps from her shoulders, first one and then the other. As if she removed her brassiere in slow motion, he waited with baited, sexual anticipation to see what he's only ever imagined seeing in his sexual fantasies. For the past fifteen years, he's been lusting over his imagining seeing, touching, feeling, and fondling his mother-in-law's tits and now here they were.

As if teasing him, she stared at him while holding her bra cups in place with her two hands. First one and then the other, she removed her bra cups to expose her D cup breasts that looked more like double D cup breasts. With her showing no modesty and/or shame, as if she was exposing a set of twin, full moons to her son-in-law, she put her arms down by her side to show Roger her huge breasts.

Topless, topless, topless, Trudy was topless in front of him. Topless, topless, topless, he was finally seeing his mother-in-law's tits. Topless, topless, topless, he couldn't believe he was finally seeing Trudy's naked breasts.

"Are you happy now," she said looking down at her tits as if wanting to see what Roger was seeing of her. "You've stared, leered, and ogled them long enough. Here they are Roger. Here's my tits for your viewing pleasure."

Roger walked over to her.

"Wow," said Roger staring at her naked breasts. "They're even bigger than I imagined. May I?"

She looked at him as if he was nuts and, certifiably, he was.

"You order me to strip naked and now you're asking my permission to touch my naked breasts," she said sighing and rolling her eyes in the same way that Gwen always does. "That's a bit convoluted even for you," said Trudy.
"May I?" He asked again with his hands at the ready.

"Yes, of course, you may touch and feel my breasts. Go ahead and have your wicked, sexual way with my naked breasts. Just don't hurt my daughters and Heather and please refrain from fingering my nipples," she said as if goading him to finger her nipples.

Roger touched his mother-in-law's huge breasts. He felt her tits. He fondled her big boobs. Then, when he ran a hand across her emerging nipples, she gasped. He fingered her big nipples. Turning them, twisting them, and pulling them, he leaned down to suck them, first one and then the other. He took a step back to enjoy the topless sight of her huge breasts and erect nipples.

"Now your panties. Take them off," he said. "Show me your naked pussy and ass. I always wanted to know what Gwen's mother looks like naked."

With her thumbs positioned inside her panties, Trudy slid her underpants down and off. Naked, naked, naked. Just as he imagined of her in his sexual fantasies, he saw his mother-in-law's bushy, blonde pussy. Naked, naked, naked, he couldn't believe he was finally seeing his mother-in-law naked.

"Oh, my God. I can't believe I'm standing here totally exposed," said Trudy. "This is so embarrassing. This is so humiliating. When I report what you've done here to the police, you'll pay dearly with your freedom for this Roger."

Roger made a face at her to show her that he didn't care.

"Now, you," he said pointing his gun at Genevieve. "Get naked. Take off your bra and panty."

Not wasting a second, Genevieve stripped herself naked. First her panty and then her bra.

"Happy?" Genevieve twirled around and then with her back to her brother-in-law, she bent at the waist and reached behind herself to spread her ass cheeks. "Would you like to search me too?" She stuck a finger in her pussy and licked it as if she was sucking his cock.

Roger smiled at his sexy sister-in-law's sexual brazenness.

"God you're such a whore. I only wish Gwen was more like you," said Roger. "If she was more the whore for me than she was for everyone else, we all wouldn't be here today."

He looked from Genevieve's naked body to look at Trudy's naked body before focusing on Heather's underwear clad body.

"Now you," he said to Heather. "Get naked. Show me your body."

Heather obliged her best friend's husband by removing her bra and then her panty.

"Nice wax job," said Genevieve staring at Heather's bald pussy.

Roger stared at Heather's pussy as if he was already imagining licking it.

"I knew you'd have a shaved cunt," said Roger.

Trudy walked to her son-in-law naked.

"I'll do anything you want me to do. I'll fuck you. I'll suck you. I'll even allow you to cum in my mouth and I'll swallow your cum. Only, don't hurt my daughters and don't hurt Heather. If you allow Gwen, Genevieve, and Heather to leave, I'll give you hot sex," she said giving him a deep, wet kiss while reaching down to feel his erection through his pants.

"Sorry but you're going to give me hot sex anyway," she Roger breaking off her kiss to speak. "All of you are going to give me hot sex. I won't hurt your daughters or Heather. I promise. As my way of getting even with Gwen for all that she did in having sex with nine men, I only want to have sex with the three of you while my wife watches. Now get on your knees bitch and start sucking my cock before I slap you again," he said to Trudy.

He pushed Trudy down to her knees with a heavy hand to her shoulder. Sticking his gun in his pocket, he unbuckled his pants and unzipped them. Then, exposing his cock to Gwen's mother, he pulled his pants and underwear down. Kicking off her shoes, he stepped out of pants and underwear, put a heavy hand to the back of Trudy's head, and impaled his mother-in-law's mouth with his hard, erect cock.

Humping her mouth and fucking her face, he was finally getting more than just a fantasy blowjob from his mother-in-law. After sexually fantasizing of Trudy sucking his cock for fifteen, long, sexually frustrating years, since his Honeymoon night, after Gwen passed out exhausted and drunk, he was finally having his wicked, sexual way with his mother-in-law. Well worth the wait, with the April Fools' joke backfiring on Gwen, he couldn't believe he was finally exacting his violent sexual revenge on her mother, her sister, and her best friend.

"You're next Genevieve and then you Heather," he said. "Go sit on the mattress over there and don't move until I'm ready for you."

To be continued...

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