Jake was enjoying the fact that Amy was showing her disgust. He could feel her shaking, and he could feel her rapid heart rate on his fingertips. Jake... reached down with his left hand and rubbed her pussy lips. His cock was getting hard again, it was pushed up against her quivering thigh. You like that dont you slut? he growled. Amy shook her head and whimpered again. She would not beg him again, she would not give him the pleasure of hearing her plead with him to stop. Jake could feel his cum. She worked his cock for maybe five minutes before his cock spurted his load in the air then onto my wife’s hand and on his pants. He stood and left, my wife got a tissue from her party bag and cleaned her hand.There were two more in quick succession, same thing, just hand jobs.The fourth guy stepped into our row, but moved closer, facing her, unzipped his pants, and pulled out a semi-hard cock.“I’d sure love a good blowjob, honey,” he said matter-of-factly.My wife said nothing, spread her knees. "She paused a moment, wondering what he was thinking. Then she grabbed what she needed and they walked together to the elevator. They were standing, facing the doors when they closed. Without looking at one another, he began to speak."Why haven't you returned my calls?" I told you. I had a meeting." You know I'm talking about your cell phone, Belle. What's going on? What happened with David?"She expelled a frustrated sigh. "Jeffrey..." she began while turning to look up at him."I don't like the. Fuck, he was crying."That's like...really, really cool." He couldn't see her but he felther hand over the top of his. He couldn't stop crying now. He wasn'teven sure if he was happy or sad. Somewhere through the emotions andthe puke smell, he heard Harper's phone buzzing. Then her handdisappeared and he was aware of her standing up."Yeah, yeah, she's with me," her voice seemed calm. Happy even.It was then he became aware of the multiple text and WhatsApp alerts onhis phone. He wiped the tears.